Rescued

Irritations: Sirius

During breakfast, Harry quickly got to know the Weasley boys. There was one his age, Ron, I think. They quickly became friends.

"Breakfast was very good, Remus. I think we'll be taking our leave in a while-got to move on. " Molly sighed into her cup of coffee. I breathed out evenly, as Moony was watching me.

"Let them play, Molly. It's all right. Besides, it's good for Harry, too." Remus smiled disarmingly. I sink lower in my chair and stifled a moan.

"Well..." Molly's brown eyes softened. "I guess we could stay a little while longer."

A day has never passed so slowly as this one. Ever. I felt trapped. They were everywhere.
I excused myself for the loo and immediately transformed into Padfoot. I ran outside and sat in the woods, content. Ah, peace!

But to no avail. A soft padding of feet. I whimpered my best doggie whimper. But it was Harry! I panted and woofed with relief. "Shh, Padfoot. You came here for a break, right? You'd best be quiet." I loved that stinking child! Well, he wasn't stinking, but you know what I mean. He scratched me right behind the ears and just patted me for a while. You have no clue how peaceful and relaxing that was. I gave him a wet doggy kiss, which made him giggle and my heart melt, and then I transformed back.

"Thanks, Prongslet. I'd better go back, though, cause I told moony I was at the loo." Harry smiled and ran back to Ron, who was looking at a butterfly.