Harry Potters Twin Book Three

Heartbreak ~not edited~

"Oh my golly!" I was jumping up and down, beaming at all the treats. "Harry! That looks so sour! I want to try it-"

"We need to find Hermione, Ron, and Bonnie," Harry grabbed me and pulled me over.

"We can find them later," I struggled against his grip as I seen Fizzing Whizzbees. "Come on, Harry! We never spent only me and you time in forever. Don't you want to spend more time with me?"

I looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, and he stared at me.

"No," Harry said, as though it was obvious.

I slapped him upside the head. "Shutup, Harry, fine, have it your way, we'll go find Ron and Hermione and Bonnie."

Harry and I squeezed ourselves through a crowd of sixth years and saw a sign hanging in the farthest corner of the shop (UNUSUAL TASTES). Ron, Hermione, and Bonnie were standing underneath it, examining a tray of blood-flavored lollipops. Harry sneaked up behind them while I stared around us, longing to taste some sweets.

"Ugh, no, Harry and Nixie won't want one of those, they're for vampires, I expect," Hermione was saying.

"How about these?" said Ron, shoving a jar of Cockroach Clusters under Hermione's nose.

"Definitely not," said Harry.

Ron nearly dropped the jar.

I snorted, his expression was too much.

"Harry!" squealed Hermione. "What are you doing here? How — how did you —?"

"Wow!" said Ron, looking very impressed, "you've learned to Apparate!"

"Yeah, thanks for noticing me," I said, going up to them. "But, you know, who cares about me, I certainly don't-"

"Shutup, Nixie," Bonnie said simply.

"'Course I haven't," said Harry, answering Ron's earlier statement. He dropped his voice so that none of the sixth years could hear him and told them all about the Marauder's Map.

"How come Fred and George never gave it tome!" said Ron, outraged. "I'm their brother!"

"We're cute," I chirped, fluttering my eyelashes to prove my point.

"But they're not going to keep it!" said Hermione, as though the idea were ludicrous. "They're going to hand it in to Professor McGonagall, aren't you?"

"No, we're not!" said Harry

"Are you mad?" said Ron, goggling at Hermione. "Hand in something that good?"

"If I hand it in, I'll have to say where I got it! Filch would know Fred and George had nicked it!"

"But what about Sirius Black?" Hermione hissed. "He could be using one of the passages on that map to get into the castle! The teachers have got to know!"

"He can't be getting in through a passage," I said quickly. "There are seven secret tunnels on the map, right? Fred and George reckon Filch already knows about four of them. And of the other three — one of them's caved in, so no one can get through it. One of them's got the Whomping Willow planted over the entrance, so you can't get out of it. And the one I just came through — well — it's really hard to see the entrance to it down in the cellar — so unless he knew it was there —"

I hesitated. What if Black did know the passage was there? Ron, however, cleared his throat significantly, and pointed to a notice pasted on the inside of the sweetshop door.

BY ORDER OF THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC

Customers are reminded that until further notice, Dementors will be patrolling the streets of Hogsmeade every night after sundown. This measure has been put in place for the safety of Hogsmeade residents and will be lifted upon the recapture of Sirius Black. It is therefore advisable that you complete your shopping well before nightfall.