Divine Violence

Family Reunion

Family Reunion

"Buckbeak didn't mean no harm," Hermione whimpered into Ron's chest as they watched the execution from the top of the hill.

Priscilla could only think about her grandmother's head lying lonely on the ground as she watched the hippogriffs do the same. She didn't shed a tear for the animal for she had to be strong for Hermione, but it hurt nonetheless. Buckbeak was the first thing that helped her realize what freedom felt like.

"Oh, no!" Ron screeched as he cradled his finger after dropping the rat. "He bit me. Scabbers!"

The red head began to run after his pet, Priscilla quickly doing the same to help the boy.

"Ron, Priscilla we are going to get caught!" Hermione began to run after them along with Harry.

"Ron!" Harry yelled out. "Dove, get back here!"

"Scabbers, come back here you ugly rodent!" Priscilla brought her palm out as a wave of magic rushed through her. The rat began to lift up into the air and travel into her awaiting hands.

"Scabbers, you bit me!" Ron rushed over the girl, as soon as he saw his pet in her hands he bent over with his hands on his knees as he heaved.

"You're a very bad rat, you're lucky I don't feed you to Crookshanks!" Priscilla held onto the rat securely as it tried to escape once again.

"Give me him," Ron grabbed the rat after hearing her.

"He needs a leash!" Priscilla heaved, out of air from all the running.

"Priscilla, Ron, run!" Harry yelled out causing the two to look in their direction. The boy barely said the girl's actually name, always calling her Dove. It was her middle name, or the meaning of it.

Squinting her eyes, the girl saw a dark figure rushing behind the two.

"Harry, Hermione, run! It's the Grim!" Ron yelled out, seeing the same thing as her.

"Merlin, that thing's real?" She was baffled. "Oh, bloody hell! That thing needs a leash."

Ron and Priscilla watched as the grim pounced on Harry before using him as a sort of ramp to push off and into the air towards themselves. With a few more strides, the giant black dog with snarling teeth jumped onto Ron causing the girl to be pushed to the ground with him.

The two teens screamed as the grim latched onto Ron's legs and started to drag him to the giant tree. Reaching for his hand, Priscilla grabbed on thinking she could pull him to safety only to find out she was too light.

"Harry!" She called out to him making the boy run faster.

He watched as the dog not only dragged Ron but also Priscilla into a large hole under the Whomping Willow.

"Harry! Help!" She called out once more before being engulfed in darkness as she was dragged through a tunnel.

The two screamed bloody murder the whole time until Ron was released. As they came to a stop, Priscilla stood first to help the boy up onto his feet.

"Ouch! I think it's broken," he hissed.

"Here, there's a mattress right here," she quickly helped him walk over before he crashed into the dirt filled bed on the floor.

"Prissy, where are-"

At his sudden loss for words, Priscilla looked up from where she was assessing his leg to find his brown widen eyes looking behind her with only fear.

Something in her gut told her who was behind her and it certainly wasn't the grim. Slowly taking her wand out of her jumper, Priscilla couldn't turn around. She was afraid to know if her instincts were right. She didn't want to know.