Harry Potter Third Year

The Cat Killed the Rat

     Sorry guys! I am soooooooo sorry. It's been so long and I've procrastinated so much! But here it

     "Amy, have you got chewing gum on you?" Hermione asks while ripping her brush through her curly hair.

     "I do, here." I hand her a piece and go back to running a brush through my blood red hair.

   I have a white button down shirt on, with a light black cardigan over it and washed out blue skinny jeans. 

   "Ron keeps going on how Crookshackes killed Scabbers, how ridiculous is that!" Hermione grumbles before shoving her brush into her purse.

     "Well, Crookshackes is a cat, they kill rats." I point out.

     "Crookshackes would never hurt a sole!" Hermione gasps.

     "Just saying." I sing and skip out of the bathroom.

     "Aren't you scared with Sirius Black being around here and all." Hermione whispers to me.

     "Nope." I say shortly.

     "Hey guys!" Harry says and runs up to us with Ron.

     "Hi!" Me and Hermione say together.

     "Beautiful day!" Hermione says smiling.

     "Gorgeous, unless of course you're being ripped to pieces!" Ron grumbles.

     "Ripped to pieces, what are you talking about?"

      "Ronald's, lost his rat." Hermione bored.

      "I haven't lost anything, your cat killed him!" Ron snaps.

      "Rubbish!" Hermione growls.

     "Let's just go down to Hagrid's, alright." I chuckle and no one disagrees.

     We jog down to his hut to be greeted by Fang. We pet him as we wait for Hagrid to open the door.

     "Oi, what are you four doing here?" He gasps and looks around. 

     "What's wrong?" Hermione asks.

     "It's gettin' dark, you four need to start headin' back!"

     "Hagrid, you've never cared before, what's really going on?" Harry asks concerned.

     "Alright, come on," He shoves us inside. "Look, Buckbeaks getting-...." 

     "Oh no, Hagrid it's today?" I gulped.

     "Sadly, and Ron you need to keep track of that rat of yours!" He pulls out Ron's rat out of a pot.

     "SCABBERS!" Ron roars and grabs him from Hagrid.

     We talk for a few more minuets about Buckbeak. Then a glass breaks.

     "Blood hell!" Ron gasps.

     "OW!" Harry yells.

     We all look out thewindow to see what was going on. Hagrid squeals quietly and puts his figure over his lips.

     "Get out, their comin'!" He whispers.

     "We wont let them see us, I promise!" I whisper back to him.

     We sneak through the back door as quiet as possible. I slap Ron when he starts to talk to Scabbers.

     "Ow!" We all glare at him and he looks at the ground.

     I look around the corner to see Dumbledore, Fudge, and the stupid guy that's going to kill Buckbeak.  Once they reached the door, I gave Harry, Hermione, and Ron the signal to run. We hide behind the big pumpkins  and then run up the hill once they're inside Hagrid's hut.

     "This is so terrible, why does Malfoy have to be such a git?" I moan as we wait.

     "Come to see the show, have you?" Malfoy sneers.

     "You, you foul, evil little coackrouch!" She screams and points her wand at Malfoy's neck.

     "Hermione, no," Ron shouts. "He's not worth it."

     Draco acts like he's about to be shot and then Hermione slowly puts her wand down. She turns away and starts to walk back toward us. Draco and his mutts start laughing and then Hermione did something amazing.

     She punches DRACO MALFOY in the face.

      He cries out in pain acting like he's about to collapse, but his two mutts cautch him.

     "Malfoy, are you ok?" One of them asks.

     "Let's go!" The other screams and they run.

     After a moment of silence Hermione finially says something.

     "That felt good." She admits.

     "Not good, brilliant!" Ron bellows out and we all laugh a little.

     "It's happening." Hermione moans.

     We all look down from the hill and see the executioner walk towards Buckbeak. I grab onto Harry's arm and watch as he raises the griant soward thing. 

     "Please, no." I whisper.

    I close my eyes and put my face in Harry's chest.

     "It's over." Harry whispers rubbing my back.

     I pull away from him and try not to look behind me.

     "Ow, Scabbers!" Ron screams.

     Ron chases after Scabbers until he's close enough to jump on top of him.

     "Look guys, I've got him!" Ron cheers.

     "Oh, that's not good," I groan. "Run Ron!"

    He's sitting right beneath the Weeping Willow.

     "Run, Amy!" He points behind us.

     It's the same black dog I keep seeing! It growls and then runs over to Ron and bites his ankle. I run after Ron. I jump as far as I can trying to grab his hand. I touch his finger tips and then he's pulled into the Weeping Willow.

     "Amy move!" Harry yells.

     I look up to see one of the branches coming right at me. I roll over and it barley misses me. Harry and Hermione come rushing over to me. I stand up quickly and Hermione starts yelling out what to do. 

      "Duck!" It barley misses my head, but Harry gets hit and thrown a few feet away from us. 

      We jump over another branch, but then one comes and hits us both. Hermione and I both grab onto the branch instead of letting it throw us a few feet. 

     "Harry!" Hermione yells and grabs onto his hand to throw him into the Weeping Willow.

     We shortly both fall off and tumble into the Weeping Willow. We land on top of Harry an all of us groan.

     "Sorry." I apologize and get off of them.

     We hear Ron's screams from somewhere not to far away.

     "Where do you think this leads?" Hermione whispers.

     "I have an idea of where, but I hope it's wrong." I mutter.

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