"That means you are the best in your class too, you idiot." Sirius huffed, and then he smiled. Oh, he had gotten into plenty of fights before. All of the people he had fought before were over at the Slytherin table though and, admittedly, he had lost those often. Mostly, as he'd argue, on account of them usually being more than one against him and some being older.

But the point was, he knew fights. He liked them, really. So he was ready. "Come on then, coward owl face. Make me pay."