The Werewolf and The Monster

Chapter 31 - Patronus the Bird

Pandora bursts through the door yelling at the top of her lungs. "SEVERUS QUICK! SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED!!" Severus jumps and turns to her, eyes raging in anger at the overly happy and chipper Grim-Reaper.

"Merlin the fuck has Albus fed you? Your awfully cheerful and I hate it." He drawls out, his eyebrows knitting together as he notices the new person next to her. "Who's that?" 

"Oh, This is the 'Something' I was on about, Their name is Birdie and they are a way better potion maker then you." Birdie slapped the back of Pandora's head.

"Death your embarrassing to be around sometimes."

"Love you too Bird-Brains." She retorts with at the bird Grim-reaper next to her. 

"Another one of you, just great." He rolled his eyes and turned away.

"Bat boy if this attitude is about me pouncing on you in the middle of the night. Then, I don't apologise that was fun." She smiled innocently. Severus giving her the finger. "Come on Birdie, Sevvy is obviously pre-occupied."

The two Grim-Reapers turn away, Pandora giggling.

"Seriously what's gotten you in a good mood?" Birdie questioned while walking alongside her.

"I drank alot of alcohol last night." She smiled.

"How much." Birdie asked, slightly worried.

"I dunno, I lost count after the 8th bottle." 

They wandered the halls for awhile, just talking and catching up as old friends do. But obviously all good moments have to end eventually.

"Oh Merlin is there another-one of those death creature monsters?" A voice whined out, and then fits of giggles echo in the direction of the voice. Pandora looked over to see none-other then Parker and his group of lost puppies. 

"Parker Shut up-" Harry started but fell quiet as Birdie and Pandora sped-walked up to the group, backs straight and and deadly sweet smiles etched onto their lips.

"Mr Parker, Fancy seeing you here. You know it's not wise calling 'death creatures' monsters, In front of their face anyways." Pandora purred and laced her hands behind her back.

"It truly is a shame that Death isn't around anymore." Birdie cooed, Pandora nodding at their statement. "He was really protective over us. If he heard of your discriminatory ways, You probably wouldn't have seen tomorrow. So count yourself lucky kiddo." 

"He might've hung him up on the hanging tree." Pandora growled out.

"I heard theres a tree here similar to the hanging tree, the whimping wallow?" Birdie questioned.

"Whomping Willow, Close though. But yes, very much another type of sentient and angry tree, though no-one can go near it, unlike the hanging tree where only me and death could approach." Pandora smiled smugly.

"Still don't know why you were involved in alot of his plans, made rodent resent you ya know." 

"I was his number one, favourite if you will. But Rodent? I don't care about him, that two faced mole-rat can sod right off." Pandora's attention snapped to Mr. Parker. "Your still here? grab your lost puppies leashes and scurry off, chop chop. Before I maul you." 

Mr. Parkers eyes widen as he sped-walked away, his friends trailing frantically behind him. "Good boy." Pandora growled degradingly, smiling warmly at the approaching Potter. "Ah Golden child! How are you? Where are your friends?" 

Harry chuckled and smiled, "Calm down with the questions, I'm doing good, Hermione is in the library and Ron is eating." Pandora rolled her eyes at hearing what Ron is doing, though Harry couldn't see.