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𝟬𝟮𝟮. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗍, 𝖽𝗈𝗀, 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗏𝖾

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↳ ❛ whomping willow ❜︎
𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟮 ╱ ╱ 🏛🧺 ˚◞𑁍ﾟ𝙿𝙻𝚄𝚃𝙾𝚂𝚆𝙸𝙵𝚃

Celeste's eyes were puffy from crying and Harry was embracing the girl while trying to handle his own shock. The four were horrified by the turn of events. The last rays of the sunset were casting a bloody light over the long shadowed grounds. Then behind them, they heard Howlin.

"Hagrid," he muttered.

Without thinking he tried to turn back only for Celeste to clutch his arm. "Harry no we can't."

"He'll be in worse trouble if they knew we've been there to see him..."

"How ─ could ─ they?" she choked. "How could they?"

"Come on." Ron whose teeth seemed to be chattering wanted to hurry out of here. They set off to the castle.

By the time they reached open ground, darkness was settling like a spell around them.

"Scabbers, keep still." Ron hissed.

"Throw it away." Celeste snapped.

"What's the matter with you, You stupid rat? Stay still ─ OUCH! He bit me!"

"Ron be quiet!" Hermione whispered urgently. "Fudge'll be out here any minute ─"

"He won't ─ stay ─ put ─" Scabbers was plainly terrified. He was writing with all the might, trying to break free.

Out of nowhere Leo and Crookshanks appeared and knowing Celeste they were following after Scabbers no doubt.

"Crookshanks!" Hermione moaned. "No, go away, Crookshanks! Go away!" But the cat was getting nearer.

"Leo now is not a good time!"

"Scabbers ─ NO!" the rat slipped away and hit the ground, scampering away. Crookshanks and Leo followed after it before any of them could stop them.

Ron had thrown away the Invisibility Cloak off himself and pelted away into the darkness.

"Ron!"

The three exchanged looks then followed after.

"When I get my hands on him I'm going to make sure he doesn't see the light of day!" seethed Celeste. No doubt some teachers would notice they'd be gone.

"I can't believe he went back for a rat," Hermione grumbled under her breath.

Harry was more busy running than actually talking.

They could hear his feet thundering along ahead and his shouts at the two cats.

'Get away from him ─ get away ─ Scabbers, come here ─" There was a loud thud, "Gotcha."