Room Four - Criminal Cell
 

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Rules are made for a reason. For your safety and the safety of others. Not to mention the sanity of the Professors and Staff of Hogwarts. If you find yourself in this particularly smelly dungeon room, then you must have broken a rule and need punishment. Take this time to learn the rules.

Nolan opened the large, HEAVY door to the Criminal Cell and leaned against it, holding it open for the young boy so he could enter the room first. He wanted to get done with this detention as quickly as possible...if this boy thought detention would be fun, he was in a for a treat.

Adam walked in looking as the Professor held open the HEAVY door. What was gonna happen here, Adam thought he didn't deserve it, at least house points but he kept quiet, he didn't want to break any rules at all. He wanted to return to his life. He'd just get it over with.

"Take a seat, Mister Burns," Nolan said, waving his wand and conjuring a chair for the boy to sit in. He conjured one for himself, although it was much more comfortable than the Gryffindor's chair.

"I assume you know why you're here?" he asked, sitting down on the chair.

"Yes."Adam nodded taking a seat.

He looked around, wishing he had the Professor's chair instead, but this was detention.

"Because I blurted out in your class and told Riley a rude comment."Adam responded, not daring to look at Professor Reynolds...."Although, it was a dream with a fake shoe...but yeah I know why I'm here."He dared to add in.

Well, at least he was somewhat aware of why he was here. He blinked when he added in the comment about the shoe though. SIGH. "Well, I dunno why you think the dream was about a fake shoe...in fact, Mister Sinclair's dream was pretty accurate. I met him before the school year and his shoe had gum stuck on it, and according to his interpretation, his dream indicated that would happen to him...and it did."

Nolan wasn't sure that convincing Adam that his dream was legit was going to change his attitude, so he changed his approach. "Even if YOU thought it was a dumb dream, it wasn't polite to point it out to him. I'm sure you wouldn't appreciate it if someone told you that YOUR dream was pointless and had no meaning, right?"

Reverse psychology. Or, erm, was that something else? Guilt trip? Man, Nolan was horrible at this stuff.

"Not really...I wouldn't care much...You see,"Adam said putting his hands together."I take everything in life as a compliment, means I need to improve on something- so if someone thinks my dream was so 'No good' means I need to work on my dreams...So what's my punishment then?"Adam smiled.

"Ahh. Well, that's an interesting outlook on life," Nolan said with a nod. He wasn't just saying that either - that was a very optimistic view on life. He needed to start thinking like that! "Still, that doesn't mean that EVERYONE views things that way. While you may think what you said was a form of...constructive criticism, many people may not feel that way and may be hurt by that," he explained.

"You'll be writing me a paragraph, just to by sure that my message has sunk in," he said, leaning back in his chair. "I want you to explain WHY Mister Sinclair may have found your response insulting," he told him. "No less than five sentences, please. And put some good thought into it...if I'm not happy with your response I may ask you to rewrite it," he added.

Adam got out a piece of parchment and ink and a quill...

Dear Mister Sinclair,

At this point Adam looked up. It wasn't too bad now, was it?

Am I writing to you because I have received a detention for my rude outburst to you about your dream with SHOES.I am sorry to hear or see that your feelings may be hurt, because I know somewhere deep down in my black heart that I have a SOUL.If there is anything I can do to make this up for you, please tell me so, as I would love to learn a life lesson from my GRAND mistake. If you had done that with my dream, which I know you would never had, I'd probably be a smidge hurt, but hey everyone feels different when it comes to life.Please do not hesitate to teach me a life lesson also, because this bad boy Burn needs it, and I too am not doing well. It's the mood I am in right now, but usually I never do such rude things.
Your Gryffindor Clasmate, Adam Burn.

It took him about 10 minutes to right this all down, as he stared off to space and made his feather roll forwards and backwards. After reading it a few times he handed it to the Professor.

"Here you go."

Nolan took the parchment from him and read it throughly a few times. Hmmm. A bit dramatic in his opinion, but at least he understood what he was getting at here -- that Riley was probably hurt by his outburst even if Adam thought he hadn't said anything bad. The real test would be if he snapped rudely at anyone else in the future.

"Alright Mister Burn, that'll do. I do hope you take this attention to heart and you refrain from further outbursts in the future...if I catch you behaving this way towards another student in the future, you'll have a much more unpleasant detention, I can assure you," he told him, wrinkling his eyebrows.

"You're dismissed." he told him, rolling up the parchment and sticking it in his cardigan pocket.

Adam squeaked with happiness, grabbed his rucksack and stormed out of the room, glad his "Punishment" was over with. He could finally be a normal kid again, whoopee...He jumped and kicked his legs right before exiting the room.