The Spirit Of The Wolf// A Harry Potter Story

The Wolf

"Ceyla! Hurry up! We're going to be late to your wedding!" George yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"What?!?" I yelled back.

"Remember? Your wedding with Dumbledore? Ring a bell?" Fred said as I came down the stairs with my books, ready for transfiguration with Professor McGonagall.

"I honestly have no idea what you're going on about boys."

I honestly had no idea what in the world they were talking about. What wedding? With Dumbledore of all people?!?

"Last night, you were talking about how much you love Dumbledore, and we said why don't you just go marry him. You said you would if you could, but then you fell asleep." George explained to me.

I laughed. I had no words to that, I just laughed.

"As you said, we're going to be late, so let's go!" I yelled at them as we ran all the way to transfiguration class, unfortunately, we were already late.

We ran into the classroom, and all of the students and Professor McGonagall were looking very mad. We burst into laughter that we couldn't control.

"Since you three think it's so funny to be late to class, you can see me in detention." Professor McGonagall said to us.

"A- okay with us!" Fred told her, and I slapped him upside the head.

"Again!?!" He whispered-yelled to me.

The three of us burst into laughter again.

"For the next week!" Professor yelled at us.

She turned around and went back to her desk while the three of us sat down in our seats and started snickering.

"So, see you in detention?" George asked me as class came to an end and we all filed out of the classroom.

"George, the three of us have every class together." I said putting a hand on his shoulder and laughing.

"Oh... Well, we're going to get a lot of detention this year then." George said.

The three of us laughed all the way to potions with Professor Snape.

"Since the three of you already have detention for a week, I wouldn't recommend acting up in my class." Snape said, crossing his arms and staring down at us.

"Wouldn't dream of it." I said, smiling up at him sweetly.

The entire class started snickering, and Snape returned to his desk.

"Merlin, I hate that man." I said under my breath to no one in particular.

"We do too." Fred and George said to me simultaneously, their heads popping into view from either side of my head.

They sat down beside me as we complained about Snape and started talking about what pranks to pull.

The three of us stopped talking with a threatening look from Snape.

I looked down at the notes that I was taking, and suddenly, I was in the dark forest.

I was being chased by something in a dark cloak. The creature's hood never lowered, it stayed in one spot as if it was the creature's face. I ran faster and faster away from it, but I was far too slow, as the thing was flying. Suddenly, I was grabbed by the arm and thrown to the ground, I looked up and searched for the creature's eyes through the darkness, but I saw nothing.

The creature came closer and closer and I got more and more scared. An icy cold hand wrapped around my throat and pulled me off the ground, not letting go. All of a sudden, I heard a howl from in the distance. The creature did too, and he immediately dropped me, as I fell to the ground with an 'oomph'. The creature looked down at me, and there was another howl. It wasn't taking a chance this time, and it flew away.

I rubbed my hand against my throat, knowing that it was definitely going to leave a mark.

Something rustled in the bushes, and I backed into a tree as fast as I could, afraid that the creature was back and not willing to spare my life this time. However I was wrong.

A gorgeous wolf poked its head out of the bushes. She was as black as night with sharp, gray eyes. She started coming closer and I held my breath when she got close enough for me to touch her. Her face was only inches from mine, and I relaxed for some reason. I felt safe, I felt... At home. The wolf's breath was steaming in the cool air, as she sat down in front of me. I reached my hand out to touch her, but she stood up and started backing away slowly. I lowered my hand, and bowed my head in the direction of the wolf as a submissive gesture. She didn't come closer, but she sat down in her spot. We sat there staring at each other for a few minutes until we heard another howl. The wolf looked out beyond the trees, and back at me. She stood up, bowed her head at me and ran away, leaving me shocked by the events that had just taken place.

"Ceyla!" A sharp voice yelled.

"What?" I looked into the eyes of Fred and realized that I was still in potions class, but it looked as if class had ended.

"Finally! We've been trying to wake you up for ten minutes now." George said to me.

"Well, I'm awake now." I snapped at him.

Was it all a dream? It felt too life like to be a dream, but I was obviously asleep.

"Ceyla? Are you okay?" Fred asked me softly.

"Uh... Yeah. Just thinking about a dream I had. I- I'm fine." I told him.

"Okay.. Come on, we have to go to charms now." George told me.

"What about lunch?" I said.

"Oh yeah... I forgot about that!" George exclaimed.

"George!" Fred said, taken aback. "You've lost your touch! You're more worried about class than food! I'm ashamed of you! We need to set another prank and fast! Before you start worrying about grades and..." He shuddered. "Being liked by the teachers."

"Let's go! I've been planning to set off a dungbomb for a long time now!" George said as the two ran out the door of the classroom.

"Uh.. Ceyla? You going to be alright here by yourself?" Fred asked.

"Yeah, go ahead without me, I'll be fine." I told him.

"Great!" He said as he left the room again.

I walked by myself all the way to the great hall where I didn't even eat lunch. I immediately sat down and started seeing a picture of the wolf I saw in my dream.

The dream I had was too life like to have actually been a dream. I needed to find out what it really was, but I needed somewhere to start. Who's the one person who I could go to to learn about something? The one person who'd be willing to help me research something? Hermione. But, you barely even know the girl.. I thought to myself. Yeah, I only know of her from Ron and Harry, but they've both told me of how much she liked school and other stuff like that. She was definitely the person I had to go to. I just hoped she would help me.

I really, really, really liked this chapter. I hope you guys did too! Thanks to anyone who reads this book, it means a lot! Love yoo!💖 ~The Author