WHERE: Azkaban!!! Yay!!!!!
WHEN: There is no "Time" in Azkaban. Only pain.
The pretty dark elf made the arrangement that Tonks would be kept in Sirius' old cell. It seemed only natural that when the exchange was made that Sirius would be put back into his same comfy cell.
After the first intial hours, the pretty elf made her presense known.
She sat on a ledge, swinging her legs back and forth casually, as if she were sitting in a park on a lovely sunny afternoon and not a artic cold middle of the night.
"I bet it feels good to be back home, doesn't it?"