𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 (𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖿𝗈𝗒 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋)

Chapter 18

(A/N: My computer is being glitchy and slow, and I have writer's block but I'm going to try)

The Dursleys had been refusing us food, the most we've eaten was a chicken breast that Dudley had given me.

Harry and I had been out at a playground just to clear our heads after a long day of chores when Dudley came up to us with his gang.

We tried to ignore him, but he wouldn't let us.

I crossed my arms and looked away, slightly pushing on the rusted swing I was sitting on.

"Hey! Potter! I'm talking to you!" Dudley yelled, walking up to me.

"Go away, Dudley!" I said.

"Make me."

I stood up and turned into my wolf form, making him back up.

"Whoa... how did she do that?" One of the teenagers said.

I growled and the group all backed up.

"Freak!" One of them screamed.

I barked and they jumped.

"Crap... it's a real wolf!" Another one shouted.

Harry was standing up now.

"Leave, Dudley."

"Whoa, Dud, you gonna let the freak's brother tell you what to do?" One of them said, leaning over Dudley's shoulder.

Dudley shook his head and walked up to Harry, shoving him.

Harry took out his wand.

"HA! He thinks that a fake wand could hurt us!" someone shouted.

Harry sighed, putting his wand away.

I growled and advanced on the group.

"Dammit... guys, we should go!" another teenager said, backing away.

They started running out of the park, as a storm began rolling in quickly.

"Harry... we should go!" I said, turning human.

"Yeah," he replied, walking with me.

It got dark quickly, and I saw Dudley a short way ahead.

Then it got really cold, and I felt like there was no more happiness in me.

My terrible memories began to bubble in my mind.

No one likes me...

I have no friends...

I saw Dudley lying down in front of us, and a dementor above him.

"Expecto Patronum!" Harry yelled as the silver stag burst from his wand.

"Expecto Patromun!" I shouted, thinking of a happy thought.

(A/N: I actually forgot if I had given you guys a Patronus or not, so I'm just going to make it a cat)

The silver cat burst from my wand and attacked one of the dementors.

Harry's stag attacked the other dementor, and soon they were gone.

I staggered over to Dudley and pulled his walrus-like body up with Harry's help.

We dragged him back to the house and he threw up on the front porch.

"Blah..."

Then he went inside.

"What the bloody hell happened?" Uncle Vernon shouted as Aunt Petunia helped him to the couch.