⋅•☆Chapter 37 - Another New Start☆•·

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TW: Swearing

Y/n's POV

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⋅•☆──✧.·Year 3·.✧──☆•⋅

Like the start of every year, all the new and old students of Hogwarts gather at Platform 9 3/4 to board the Hogwarts Express. Even with everyone going in a craze about the fact that Sirius Black Escaped Azkaban, it doesn't really stop the excitement to a new year at Hogwarts.

Every year, it always seems like there's more students than there were last year.

We all said our goodbyes before we boarded the train. Remus and dad said they wanted to ride the train for old times sake. Harry, Ron and Hermione went off to find their own compartment while I went off with the twins to find Lee and Louis.

We eventually found the two and went off in our own compartment.

"Do you think this year's going to be better than last year?" Lee asked.

"You mean better than a basilisk and Voldy's 16 year old self being loose at Hogwarts? I hope so." I replied as I entered an empty compartment.

We all sat down in our own seats, Fred sat next to me while George, Lee and Louis sat across us.

"You lot heard about Sirius Black's escape, right?" Lee asked.

"Yeah, my mum's a bit on edge about it. She said she knew him when they were at Hogwarts." Louis mentioned.

I took a deep breath, now is as good a time as any to explain everything. "About Sirius Black... Lee, Harry told me about that lad you saw on the map. Peter Pettigrew, Right?" I asked.

"Yeah, what about him?" He replied.

"He's been dead for 12 years." I stated.

The boys sent confused looks to each other.

"That doesn't sound right, I thought the map only shows living people at Hogwarts." George said.

"It does, thing is, I think Pettigrew isn't dead." I explained.

"What does this have to do with Sirius Black?" Fred asked.

"I talked with Uncle James a few days ago and he said that Sirius is innocent and that Peter is the real culprit." I said.

"So the real murderer has actually been on the run for 12 years while an innocent man has been rotting in prison..." Louis repeated as he tried to process the information.

"So what are we gonna do about it, Y/n?" George asked.

"I've spent last night thinking all about it and I honestly don't know." I sighed as I slouched into my seat.

"That's alright Love, we can figure it out on the way." Fred assured as he swung an arm over my shoulder.

He just had to say Love. What's up with this new nickname? I mean I'm not complaining but Merlin, it literally makes the butterflies come alive in my stomach.

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