C R Y S T A L ' S P O V
"You don't have to sleep Crystal, just stay in bed. I don't want anything to happen to you." Tonks says.
I mentally roll my eyes.
"Like what?" I asked.
"Christella Lily. What do you think?"
"Okay fine, you have a point. Could you get Mione please?" I asked.
"Yes, I can."
"HERMIONE!" Tonks bellowed.
Gosh, she has some lungs.
Hermione came running into the room in a panic.
"What happened?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing. Crystal wanted you so I yelled. Have fun." Tonks said before exiting the room.
"What's wrong Chrissy?" Hermione asked.
"I wanted to ask you something." I began.
"Ask away."
"I've been having really horrible nightmares lately. And, I'm wondering why I get them."
"What were they about?"
"My uncle... well, killing all of you."
Silent tears sprung to my eyes and trickled down my cheeks.
"It's probably because of what happened the other night, and what you fear." Hermione said, comforting me.
"Has everyone got everything they need?" Mrs Weasley shouted.
"Yes!" We all chorused back.
I came hobbling down the stairs with my much-heavier- than-me trunk.
"For goodness sake Christella, how many times do I need to tell you not to carry that thing!" Tonks scolded.
"Let me do something!" I whined.
"Fine. Go run circles around the hotel." Tonks joked.
I knew she was joking, but I did it anyway.
"I shouldn't of said that." Tonks mentally slapped herself.
I ran around and around until, yeah, you guessed it, I fell over.
Flat on my face.
"CHRISTELLA LILY. USE YOUR COMMON SENSE. YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN I WAS JOKING!" Tonks screamed.
Harry helped me up while I was being scolded by Tonks.
"You alright Stella?" Ron asked.
"Stella?" I questioned.
"I dunno. Just trying out new nicknames to see what ones work."
"Ok. Anyway, yeah I'm fine." I smiled.
"If Tonks won't let you carry your trunk, or push your own trolley, sit on the end of mine. You can hold Scabbers!" Ron said to me.
I nodded and jumped on the end of the trolley.
Running through the brick wall seemed normal for me now.
"Christella, a word?" Mr Weasley asked.
I nodded and jumped off the end of Ron's trolley, walking over to Mr Weasley.
"The Ministry has forbidden me to tell you this, but I feel you need to know. First of all, do you know anything about Sirius Black?" Mr Weasley asked.
"I heard his name when I was on the knight bus. But I really didn't hear anything else. I was-"
"Don't worry. Anyway, Sirius Black is an escaped prisoner from Azkaban. He is a mass murderer. He escaped, because he is after you and Harry. You need to promise me, that no matter what you hear, you mustn't go looking for Black."
I nodded and Mr Weasley gave me a one armed hug.
I went onto the train with Harry, Ron and Hermione.
"Who is that?" Ron asked, pointing at a middle aged man sitting in the corner of our compartment.
"Professor R. J. Lupin." Hermione and I chorused.
"How is it they know everything?" Ron asked, dumbfounded.
"It's on the suitcase Ronald!" I pointed out.
"Oh."
"I've heard that name before." I say absentmindedly.
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(Book Three) Innocent {CLP SERIES}
Fanfiction(BASED OFF OF THE EVENTS OF PRISONER OF AZKABAN) "The way, he cackled while he was hitting, slapping, punching, kicking me, it was like he was getting pleasure from it." Harry and Christella Potter are dreading Aunt Marge's visit in the next coming...
