Cordelia Lyra Malfoy had always been different from the rest of her family. Her family were blood-supremacists who tried to teach their views to their children. Cordelia never believed with their views and would be punished for it.
She never felt a...
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The boggart incident was forgotten as time passed. It was now October and the autumn weather was at Hogwarts. The color of the leaves on the trees had changed from their vibrant green to brown and yellow. Cordelia's classes were going well, and her new favorite this year was Defense Against the Dark Arts, as it was with most of the student population. Her relationships with her friends were also going well, but her relationship with her estranged brother had gotten more rocky.
Cordelia had heard about the incident with Draco and the Hippogriff named Buckbeak during his Care of Magical Creatures Class. On the first day of classes, Draco had insulted Buckbeak, causing the Hippogriff to lose his temper and attack the boy. Draco was okay, and only had a scratch on his right arm, but he played out his injury to be much worse. Hagrid (who was now the professor for the class) was now under scrutiny by the Ministry, and Buckbeak had a case against him. Cordelia was still upset about the whole ordeal. She attempted to speak to Draco about it multiple times during the last month, but he would turn and walk away whenever she approached him.
"Draco! You can't ignore me forever!" Cordelia yelled after another failed attempt to get her brother's attention.
The girl sighed and decided to go for a walk to clear her mind. She knew trying to talk to her brother was a waste of time, yet she still felt the need to try, even if she didn't know why. She was alone that afternoon due to her friends being busy: Fred and George were in detention, Cedric was doing prefect duties, and she had no idea where Kaiana and Lee were. She didn't mind being alone at times like this. She occasionally enjoyed the time alone when she could clear her mind.
She was walking near the courtyard when she saw a big, black dog near the Whomping Willow. The dog looked like it was digging for something. Its fur was shaggy and it looked like it hadn't been fed in a while, as she could see its ribs. She felt sympathy for it, feeling a sense of sadness fill her. Who had been its owners? Where are they now? She thought about how no animal should live like this; they all deserved to be taken care of... She was engrossed in these thoughts as she watched the dog, and didn't notice someone walking up behind her.
"Hey, Cordi," Harry's voice was suddenly heard in her ear from behind, causing her to jump. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you."
"You're fine, Harry," she assured the younger boy. "Why is there a dog at Hogwarts? I have never seen a dog here, except for Hagrid's."
"You can see it, too?" Harry asked with a mixture of surprise and relief. "I thought it was the Grim."
"The creature that brings death to whoever sees it? I don't think it's a Grimm. He looks like a stray," She answered, her lips in a frown.
"How can you tell?" asked Harry, looking at the dog with curiosity.
"Its fur isn't taken care of and it looks hungry. I may sneak food out during dinner to feed it. I'm sure it would appreciate something to eat," she explained before changing the subject. "I'm taking a walk. Do you want to join me?"
