One night I sat alone in the Gryffindor common room. I stared at the fire. Its flames were a bright, glowing orange and were admitting heat that warmed my body but still made me upset.
But then the sadness ran away when I thought about my dad. He was back! He wasn't in Azkaban anymore. It calmed me.
I must have turned into a dog and fell asleep because when I woke up, my head was in a pool of drool. Dog drool.
I ignored it and acted like it wasn't there. Harry and Ron noticed it though.
"Woah! Why is the rug wet here?" Harry said. I looked at him innocently.
"Dog drool, Harry," Ron said as he looked away from me, at Harry, then back at me. Harry looked at me. Surprisingly he laughed!
"Just another joy of living with an animagus," he said. "Do you want to go down to breakfast with us? We have Defense Against the Dark Arts first."
"Sure," I said then turned into a dog. I licked Ron's hand then Harry's and barked at them. They laughed.
I trotted down to the Great Hall with the boys following.
"Wait! Where's Hermione?" Ron asked.
"She already went down," I said after I turned back to my human form.
It was at that moment when Harry and Ron smiled at me and walked beside me that I realized that I had great friends. I couldn't let Harry know. If he would know, he would tell Hermione and Ron. Me? I'd loose all three of them. Though I know the story is stretched. They don't know it isn't.
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Brooke Black
FanfictionBrooke Black is the daughter of murderer, Sirius Black. She lived alone in Grimmauld Place. Alone until just before her third year when someone arrived at her doorstep. From that moment, her life was totally changed.....and the battle of Hogwarts do...
