Sirius found his lunch break interrupted suddenly by own of the guards.<br/><br/>"Sir, we have a Code 9 in the cafeteria. The perpetrator is being escorted to the principle's office immediately."<br/><br/>"And the victim?" Sirius asked as he stood up from his desk and began to navigate around it.<br/><br/>"I don't know, sir."<br/><br/>Sirius paused in his movements and gave him an incredulous stare. "You don't know?"<br/><br/>The man fidgeted slightly, "No sir."<br/><br/>"Who was the victim?"<br/><br/>"I don't know his name but he had an eye patch."<br/><br/>"Thank you. I will see to Mr. Valenties. You can relay to the principle I expect the perpetrator to be suspended if not expelled depending on how bad the infraction. If he is suspended, I will see to his detention when he comes back." Sirius strode passed the man and down the hall heading towards the cafeteria.<br/><br/>He asked several people in which direction Mr. Valenties went before following in his footsteps. Quickly finding him limping down the hall.<br/><br/>Sirius caught up to him and gently put a hand on his shoulder, "Mr. Valenties, may I have a moment of your time?" He asked softly while keeping his stance relaxed and non-threatening. His eyes only reflecting his worry.