Hello luv... A Harry Potter Fan Fiction

chpt 15

"Robyn!" There was more knocking at the door. "Robyn you have to come out at some point, please open the door." It was Minerva; she had been trying to get me to open the door for most of this morning. I just wanted to be alone and cry over the loss of my best friend. Obviously that wasn't going to happen today. I got up and opened the door. "What do you want from me Minerva I am tired and I have no wish to let anyone see me in this state." I gestured to my face which I knew was tear stained and paler than normal- what was worse was that my voice was emotionless and dead as it had been for years in Azkaban. "Alright, then we’ll just have to wash you up because I am not sitting alone in the rain." She bustled past me flicked her wand at the curtains, they opened with surprising harshness. I winced as even the muted light hurt my eyes, "what do you mean sitting in the rain?"

"This is insane Minerva someone's going to get hurt." I called out over the rain thundering down, there was a flash of lightning, she nodded and yelled back, "I agree but I don't think it will make much difference, look!" She pointed out to the sky above us where two small figures were visible in the downpour.  Even from here I could smell Harry's blood, he and the captain of the Hufflepuff team, Cedric, were climbing higher and higher into the sky that was when the lightning struck dangerously close to the stand. I flinched away from the light and then looked up again, I could make out Harry and although he had stopped climbing he had begun moving again at an incredible speed, my main concern though was that Cedric had disappeared and I had to search the sky frantically before I finally spotted him.  He was falling, and I mean actually plummeting towards the earth. It looked as if he had been struck by the lightning; luckily he was caught by Madame Hooch just before he hit the floor of the arena. I went back to watching the chasers swerve around each other; fighting for possession but quickly began to feel a prickling on the back of my neck, as if someone was watching me. I scanned the stands and my eyes came across a sight that made me question my eyesight.  In the back of the Gryffindor stands was a large black dog, it was Sirius. I looked around frantically to make sure no-one else had seen him but when I looked back he was gone.

Suddenly there was a commotion from the stands all around us and when I looked back up I could see why. A group of dementors were swarming above the pitch and I could feel the coldness they exuded from down here. "Minerva look!" I said to her but she was already a step ahead of me, I turned around to look at Dumbledore who met my gaze for a second only to return a furious look upwards to where the dementors were surrounding Harry.