The Secret Life of Regulus Black

9

!Warning!This chapter will be mostly from the third book. All credits to j.k. Rowling
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It's nearly the end of the year and harry, ron and hermione are going to hagrids cuz his hippogriff is being beheaded. I'm sitting close to the whomping willow, having just got back from sirius.

After an hour I see them throw the cloak off, Ron dives after something.

Getting closer I see he was after pettigrew.

Filthy little rat must have seen me and tried to escape.

Next thing I know, Sirius is dragging Ron into the willow.

Harry and Hermione are struggling to follow.

I walk over and press the knot in the tree.

It freezes and I walk in.

"How'd he do that?"

"He's friends with the dog. I've seen them together."

Well, not friends.

They follow me to the shrieking shack and up the stairs.

I layed down on a bed. On the floor beside me clutching his leg, which stuck out at a strange angle, was Ron.

Harry and Hermione dashed across to him.

"Ron – are you OK?"

"Where's the dog?"

"Not a dog," Ron moaned. His teeth were greeted with pain. '"Harry it's a trap –"

"What –"

"He's the dog ... he's an Animagus ..."

Ron was staring over Harry's shoulder. Harry wheeled around. With a snap, Sirius closed the door behind them.

"Expelliarmus!" he yelled, pointing Ron's wand at them.

Harry and Hermione's wands shot out of their hands, high in the air, and Sirius caught them.

Then he took a step closer. His eyes were fixed on Harry.

"I thought you'd come and help your friend, Your father would have done the same for me. Brave of you, not to run for a teacher. I'm grateful ... it will make everything much easier ..."

Harry started forwards, but there was a sudden movement on either side of him and Ron and Hermione grabbed him and held him back.

"No, Harry!" Hermione gasped in a petrified whisper. Ron, however,

spoke to sirius.

"If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us, too!" he said fiercely, though the effort of standing

up had drained him of still more colour, and he swayed slightly as he spoke. The idiot, he wants your rat not harry.

"Lie down, You will damage that leg even more."

'"Did you hear me?" Ron said weakly, though he was clinging to Harry to stay upright. "You'll have to kill all three of us!"

"There'll only be one murder here tonight," said Sirius, and his grin widened. Bloody hell he's enjoying this too much.

"Why's that?" Harry spat, trying to wrench himself free of Ron and Hermione. "Didn't care last

time, did you? Didn't mind slaughtering all those Muggles to get at Pettigrew ... What's the matter, gone soft in Azkaban?"

"Harry! Be quiet!"

"HE KILLED MY MUM AND DAD!" Harry roared, and with a huge effort he broke free of Hermione and Ron's restraint and lunged forwards. Perhaps it was the shock of Harry doing something so stupid, but Sirius didn't raise the wands in time. One of Harry's hands fastened over Sirius's wasted wrist, forcing the wand tips away the knuckles of Harry's other hand collided with the side of Sirius's head and they fell, backwards, into the Wall.