The day of detention was strange.

Even for wizarding standards.

But something told Harry that this was normal when Professor Black was involved.

In fact, questioning the individual flying paper planes given to each of his fellow detention buddies was actually quite soothing.

Hermione opened hers, "To Miss Hermione Granger, detention will be served at exactly 5 o'clock p.m. in the fifth floor, north corridor, third classroom on the left, from Professor Regulus Black," She read out loud.

Harry, Ron, and Neville followed suite in opening there's to read the same thing.

"Wait, there's a fifth floor?!?" Neville said looking around in worry.

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The classroom was big. Probably half the size of the Great Hall if he guessed, with big windows, bookshelves, chalkboards, and practice dummies.

Tables and chairs placed in groups near the walls.

There were students that were sitting and doing there work, others that were helping other students learn new spells, some where playing games, while others where brewing up a potion or two.

And then there were students that looked like they were planning murder; and surprisingly not, two of those students took notice of them and started to walk over.

"Trick you didn't he?" Fred said looking at the four perplexed students.

"Don't feel to bad, he did the same to us," George said giving Ron a pat on the back.

"Welcome to The Miscellaneous Club," They said in unison as they gave the kids a cheeky grin.

"I'm confused?" Neville said looking around the room.

"The Miscellaneous Club? I've never heard of it before?" Hermione question the twins, although her attention was slowly making its way to the pretty and large books on the shelves that she didn't recognize.

"It's the name the students gave."

"Not really a real club."

"But when Professor Black sees that a student has trouble."

"School or Personal."

"Physical or Mental."

"He takes them here."

"And helps us."

"But I don't understand? What are we suppose to do?" Harry asked looking at the odd collection of students.

"Learn, Teach, Practice, Create."

"Most students take advantage of it and enjoy themselves."

"You'll do yourself good in looking around," The twins said as that's exactly what they did.

Harry found himself grouped learning charms by a Ravenclaw fourth year.

Neville found himself admiring blue glowing plants by a far left window.

Hermione found herself clustered by old large books with two Hufflepuff second year girls.

Ron found himself playing chess against a Ravenclaw prefect by the time Professor Black came in wearing a large yellow furry balled sweater.

At least that's what Harry thought until he notices it making a low humming noise that sounding like hundreds of electric razors and puffed outward every so often.

"Professor Kettleburn asked for me to bring some Puffskein to school for his class. Although with the colder months approaching, the poffle took the liberty of cuddling on the closes warm surface they could find. Would anyone like to care for one for the time being?" Professor Black said as the group of poffle start to detach themselves from him making there way to the students in small hops and rolls.

Now normally, Harry would have asked questions first before touching a unknown creature, but by the sudden awe's and giggles, he found himself holding three of them as they snuggled into his robes.

"Are they suppose to look like this?" Harry asked Ron who was just as busy holding a Puffskein.

"Puffskein? Yeah, there a popular pet in the wizarding world. Eat all sorts of stuff, even wizards' bogeys. My family had a Puffskein once when I was little, but Fred and George always tried to use it for bludger practice." Ron said as his and Harry's Puffskeins made there way to Hermione's hair along with with three others, but she was a little to interested in reading about Puffskeins to notice.

Fred and George on the other hand made a game to see how many they could stuff into there clothes before it became noticeable.

"Mister Potter, Mister Weasley, Pleasure to see you two enjoying yourselves," Professor Black said taking notice of the two boys.

"Professor Black, might I challenge you to a game of chess?" A slytherin seventh year interrupted to which Harry noticed several others wanting a game.

"I don't see why not, I could take on nine for now," Professor Black said as he made his way to the chess players that seemed to make the tables move on there own to make a circle as nine players got settled down.

"How's everyone doing?" Harry asked after twenty minutes as he saw Ron who looked full of regret.

"Losing, losing worse then losing. It's like his reading are movements," Ron said mortified while hugging five Puffskein for emotional support.

"Is it that bad?" Harry asked looking at one Puffskein in particular that looked like its eyes were going to pop out from Ron's hugs.

"He destroyed my knights, murdered my bishop, and butchered my rook. All I've done it take four off his ponds," Ron said nearly coming to tears.

"His never lost," a Hufflepuff boy 4th year spokeout.

"Pardon?" Harry questioned.

"Professor Black that is, his never lost a single chess match against a student. Although Professor Snape holds the title of standing victories against him on a good day," the boy said.

"That's because I let Professor Snape win Mister Diggory, by the way Check," Professor Black said, "But I would say that he is one of the few people that has mastered the art of thinking outside the box."

"But what does that have to do with chess," Ron asked.

"Many things really, take for example the position you opponent is looking at, they could end up seeing a possibility that you would not be thinking of, maybe even see what the other person is planning. Then there comes the case of looking outside the point of view to everyday life. Like in the use of dueling, seeing a persons movements and repetition can lead to a foreseen opening. Or in the case of pranking, being able to predict a persons unpredictable thought and catch them off guard; with that being said....MISTER WEASLEYS, PUT THE BLUGGER BAT DOWN YOUR GOING TO BREAK A WINDOW.....always take notice of your surroundings. Knight to E-4, Checkmate Mister Weasley."

"Bloody Hell," Ron said gasping like a fish.

"Language Mister Weasley, and do close your mouth, even a losing man must hold themselves with dignity and respect."

Then they heard a loud chime of a clock somewhere signally the beginning of dinner in a few minutes to which students started to swarm out in a hurry to get there food.

Harry was just about the leave to but then paused, think of what he saw back on Halloween night and the thought of Snape having a possibility to get beyond the teachers and beyond the three headed dog that guarded who knows what in the trap door. 

"Professor Black; are you sure Professor Snape is someone you can trust?" Harry asked skeptically.

"Mister Potter, I trust Professor Snape with my life," He said giving a small smile.

Bonus
•I thought it would be cute; to have Regulus go and find a place where kids can be themselves, a place that's safe.

•I like to think he understood that when Slughorn creates his club and figured that, people deserve the chance to find there greatness instead of others picking them for there greatness they have already accomplished.

•Regulus needed a hug and what better way then to have him be cuddled by Puffskein.

•We are getting to the point of Harry being to trust Regulus and I love it!