One Wolf Changes So Many Lives - Book 2/10

Knockturn Alley

Sabrina's POV:

As we get the last of Fred and Geroge's school stuff, which they give to Mr and Mrs Weasley, we begin to head off to do my 'shopping'. I pass Flourish and Blotts, noticing Hagrid is inside talking to shopkeeper. I smile – maybe he is after another book on dragons.

I lead the twins to a dark skinny alley. So skinny that we have to walk down one after the after. I take the lead, brushing my coat against the walls slightly.

We eventually come out the other end, straight down into the heart of Knockturn Alley - more like the stomach, with the way it is making me feel. I really don't like this place - I had to come here with Dad to buy the potion ingredients, for his Wolfsbane potion. At least I had him then. This time I only have the twins, who don't know anything about defensive spells.

Ignoring all the people I lead them in the direction of Shyverwretch's Venoms and Poisons.

The usual silent eerie street is being surrounded by what sounds like a huge crowd laughing and cheering. Trying to ignore the crowd I keep on walking, when suddenly the door of Msaw Ætare bursts open. The noise of cheering crowd has doubled in size.

I walk over to the window to peer inside. For a second, I think I'm going mad! – Nope! I'm not going mad! I really am looking at a 3 headed puppy! But...wait....it's being shouted at by a bunch of wizards! Who are all laughing crazily. One of the wizards standing in the dead centre, is smacking a whip at the puppy shouting out things, in an attempt to try and sell him.

"Quick, you two go and get Hagrid! I'll stay here, and keep an eye on them" I snap at the twins quickly.

"But..." They say together.

"Now!" I say more firmly, frightening them a little. They compose themselves before nodding, and running towards Diagon Alley to get Hagrid. The owner of the 3 headed dog, has taken a step closer to the puppy and begun whipping the floor at the puppy's feet. It yelps in fear. – Poor thing! The owner, a large brute of a man, is shouting happily.

"Nothing like it around! A strong handler will make it do wonders!" The man continues smiling at the crowd. His Greek accent strongly bellowing out, over the crowd. He begins to etch closer to the dog, with his whip in hand. I don't know why, but for some odd reason, I walk inside.

"I'll buy it from you" I say, a lot more bravely than I feel. The man takes one look at me and laughs.

"This mutt will eat you for dinner" The man says starting to turn away from me.

"Wanna bet on that?" I snap – what am I saying? "I bet I can get the dog to come to me the first time I call him" I say loud enough for everyone to hear "And if he does, you sell him to me for the 10 galleons I have in my pocket" I say jingling the coins loudly.

"And if it don't go to ya.....ya give me 20 galleons and then scraper off home crying" he says as his smile thins our evilly. I look at him, before scanning the people around the room. I do have 20 galleons....but that's all I have. My gaze stops suddenly, landing on a dark figure in the background. I slightly twitch my nose – He smells like wet dog! The figure has notice my nose twitch, as he stands up, and moves into the light.

The figure is covered in thick dark hair all over his chest, which is slowly growing up his neck. His eyes are jet black, like a werewolves eyes under a full moon – don't show him any fear, he will know if you're scared.

"So do we have a deal?" The man with the whip asks me. I nod strongly. I kneel down on the floor, ignoring the stares and sniggers around me – I must look like someone begging for my life in their eyes. I look at the middle head of the three. I stare deep into his eyes – Please work! Please here my thoughts! If you can come to me!