In the making of this chapter, I was playing an intense game that took me an HOUR to complete. It would usually take me abou a few minutes, but that was . . . just so hard. :O First one to do it, and by the end of writing it, still the only one :{D Happy with a mustache!!
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Finally we could get back to school, and I had been addicted to a song, which wasn't the type of music I listen to, but . . . yeah.
I have no idea what it's called, or who it's by, so I failed.
I'm addicted to a song that I don't know anything about, except the melody, chorus and beat.
I started humming it as I walked to the park wearing a pair of black jeans, and a white shirt with a large paw print near the bottom of my left hip, and knee high leather boots. I still hadn't done anything to my hair. I liked it like that. I missed Sirius, and it really had been a week. I was also worried for him, what if his parents found him, the people he was running away from.
I decided I was going to walk, it wasn't a short walk, but it wasnt a long one either. It took me twenty minutes, and I had left at quarter to ten.
I entered a shop with about twenty pounds in my pocket, and saw nothing of interest.
I went back out to get mugged in the middle of the day.
He waved a knife at me while I looked at him with a bored expression.
"Give me your bag," he growled.
"Wow, new excuse, I got mugged out of my homework," I said with a bored tone. "Na, Professor McGonagall won't believe me."
I turned around, and walked away. I heard him move after me, and I ran ahead. He chased me up to the barrier. He almost caught me, but I jumped through the barrier, and right onto, ironically, Avery's back. But he had my bag.
"Fuck!" I hissed, getting off of him, and running back through the barrier. Avery came with me.
"Why the fuck?" he asked as he ran beside me.
"Somebody mugged me of my homework," I said.
"What he look like?"
"Weird, messy, white beard, looks homeless, probably holding a Hogwarts bag."
He nodded, and he ran ahead of me, he seemed to catch sight of whomever it was, and he ran faster. I'm the most unfit person in the world, and I died.
I couldn't breath. I started to walk with my hands on my hips towards Avery who seemed to have just tackled somebody. I hope he doesn't use magic on him.
"Thanks," I said when I got there. "Thanks for getting my bag."
"This is why I hate Muggles," Avery said with a sneer at the old man.
"I'm sure," I said airilly. "But come on, we had better get back to the train."
He nodded and got up, holding my bag for me. Avery carried it for me, and passed it back to me when I got my seat next to Remus.
"Lupin," Avery said with a nod.
"Avery," Remus said, nodding back, but confusion was laced into his tone.
Avery smirked and left the room.
"What was that?" he asked me.
"I'm making him be civil to people," I said.
Sirius and James were next to enter the compartment, followed closely by Peter.
"So guys," James said, "and girl, Padfoot has moved in with me."
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