Is Sirius Black Harry's Godfather, or your every day Deatheater?
Find out in this book, as Harry grows older with his friends, and they grow more accustomed to one another.
Sequel to "Another Set of Weasley Twins."
I arrived at what I pressumed to be Hogsmeade. After following the way to Hogsmeade as show in the map, I arrived in what seemed to be a cellar it stuff I didn't know what was used for. It seemed like it was full of potion making materials, cauldrons, pots and stoves, and some cobwebs. A man walked up the stairs with a box of some candy.
Maybe I'm in what Hermione and Ron told me was Honeydukes. They said that in Honeydukes, people sold candy.
I climbed out of the tile that led to the passageway and walked towards the stairs. Chatter filled the room as the man opened the door.
I quickly put my cloak on and walked up the stairs. I accidentally knocked a box of lollipops down but it didn't seem to alert anyone. I walked into Honeydukes, it looked just how Ron and Hermione described it!
As I walked towards the exit, Neville had a delicious looking lollipop in his hand so I took it just as he was about to lick it.
Poor Neville, but lucky me!
I walked out into the snow covered Hogsmeade. This is going to be great!
"It's meant to be the most haunted building in Britain." Hermione stated as we looked on to the Shrieking Shack. "Did I mention that?"
Yes, Hermione, like twice now.
Ron voiced my thoughts, "Twice."
"Do you want to move a bit closer?" Hermione asked. "Huh?" Ron asked, not understanding her question. "To the Shrieking Shack?"
Well, Hermione, there's umm, a fence blocking the way. Sure there's a part where there's none, but I'm scared. "Actually, I'm fine here." Ron said, trying to make us think there's no fear in him for the blasted Shack. He failed miserably.
"Well, well. Look who's here." A voice sneered which made us turn around fast.
"You three shopping for your new dream home?" Draco Malfoy said. "Although, I'd thought a Weasel couldn't even afford a Shrieking Shack, let alone two." He sneered.
"Bit Grand for you, isn't it? Don't your family sleep in one room?"
"You bloody bastard!" I exclaimed, rage coursing through my veins. "Shut your bloody mouth or I'll make you regret saying that."
"Ooh, not very friendly." Draco said. "Boys, I think it's time we teach Weasle-bees how to respect his supperiors." Crabbe cracked his knuckles.
"You're not a superior of mine, Malfoy." I practically spat his name.
