The Master And Host Of Death: Book One

Chapter Three

One month later~

The residents of Number 12 Grimmuald were in the sitting room waiting for the effects of the mandrake leaf to kick in. Suddenly, the sets of twins, Ron, Ginny, and Maia passed out, falling onto the floor.

Darkness surrounded the unconscious children. They all stirred awake one by one. A blinding light flickered on. Seven animals layed in the places where they once were. They each saw they were lying in a large field. There were two small kittens, one with pitch black fur with the left eye bright green and the right eye light brown and the other with auburn fur and opposite eyes, a small, black grim wolf pup with hazel eyes, two red foxes with blue eyes, another puppy, this a black Jack Russell Terrior with deep hazel eyes, and a small, fire colored bird.
The seven looked to one another, started to play around the field and ended up at a small pond. They all looked at their reflections and suddenly dissapeared.

The seven suddenly popped up and grinned at eachother. Remus, Sirius, and Jackson looked to them startled.

Jackson spoke up first. "Well?" He asked, impatiently.

The seven in the floor suddenly had shimmering lights go around them.

The same animals appeared. The pup, Maia, ran up to Sirius, yapping. The latter had a shimmering light around him and was suddenly a larger version of the small, black pup. The kittens lunged for eachother and started to play fight. Remus laughed and picked the two kittens up by the scruffs of their necks and sat them down in his lap. The kittens made meows of protest. The two foxes darted around the room with the other puppy while the bird pirched carefully on Remus' shoulder.

They all changed back with shimmering lights.

"What should our nicknames be?" Maia asked.

"How about Dawn for Maia, Ebony for Harry, Pitch for Hayden, Dusk for me, Panic for Fred, Manic for George, Flame for Ginny, and Fortis for Ron?" Jackson asked after a moment's thought.

Remus looked to Sirius and smiled. "Not as good as ours, but I think they will do." Remus said.

"Okay. Tomorrow you all go to Hogwarts, so everyone off to bed." Sirius said clapping his hands together.

All of the children groaned.

"He's right. No room for argument. Bed. Now." Remus said sternly.

"Fine." Jackson huffed.

The eight headed up the stairs to their rooms, showered, and went to their respective beds.

The next morning was complete and utter chaos. Everyone running around getting things ready for Hogwarts after breakfast, any last minute pranks for Hogwarts, and any and every type of candy, wizard and muggle, you can think of. Remus and Sirius shuffled the children out to the apperation point in front of the Black house thirty minutes before the train was due to leave.
Several families bustled around the station. Children, clearly first years, were being smothered in hugs and kisses by their families while large groups of older years were loading onto the train, clearly to escape the torture the younger years were having to endure from their families.
Remus and Sirius pulled the three eleven year olds in a hug.

"Daddy, why can't I go to Hogwarts with them?" A ten year old Maia asked Remus.

"Because you're not old enough yet. You can when you're old enough." Remus replied.

"Plus, Maia, don't you wanna stay with me?" Ginny asked the other girl. Maia pouted for a few seconds but then put on a large smile.

"Remember. If you're going to be pranking people, don't get caught; say hi to Minnie and Snivulus for us; and give Dumbles some hell." Sirius said quickly when the train whistled.