Melody Riddle and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Chapter 13: I Want The Truth

"Melody, wake up!" Becky shouted once more, now throwing one of her pillows at my head.

"No!" I mumbled into the pillow. "It's only Sunday, I can sleep in until lunchtime!"

"Melody! Sirius Black got into Gryffindor tower last night!"

I instantly sat up, my head spinning with the suddenness. "What?! Did they catch him? Did he kill anyone? Did they kill him?"

"No for every question on that list... I noticed there was higher security today, and went to talk to Hermione... Black went into the Gryffindor third year boy's dormitory and slashed at Ron Weasley's hangings. He screamed, woke everybody up, and Black escaped before anyone else saw him. He disappeared again!"

"And Ron's okay?" I asked.

"Apparently a little disoriented, but he'll live. Hermione says he's enjoying his fame now since everyone's asking him about what happened... the portrait that was guarding their common room was fired, and the old one put back. But now she has security trolls guarding her in case Black decides to come back."

"Good for Ron, and the portrait," I said, standing up and rubbing my eyes tiredly.

"What time did you go to bed last night?" she asked.

"I don't know... two o'clock?" I said uncertainly. "Marcus and I stayed up a while, and once we felt tired we went to bed. I never checked the time."

"What, did you just kiss that entire time?"

I shook my head with a wry smile. "No, we did stop and talk."

"What about?"

"What, do you think I remember that? It was early in the morning and, when I'm tired, everything gets blurry," I said, thinking back. Yeah... I can't remember anything from the night before.... But I can vaguely remember him looking at Draco before coming to sit down next to me with a face that looked.. distrustful.

"Are Draco and Marcus all right?" I asked.

She gave the barest of flinches, but yet it was so easily noticeable. "Why do you ask?"

I scoffed, "I'm not an idiot. Marcus gave Draco the barest of glares last night, and since you've been awake I'm sure Draco must have told you what happened when they got their punishments last night. Something must have happened."

"I'm sure it's just guy stuff... or Marcus is angry about the backfire in their plans..." Becky said nervously. When has she ever sounded so nervous?

"Becky –"

"Oh, just calm down about it Melody. When the two of them want to tell you – us – what they're mad at each other about, they will. You're patient, I'm sure you can handle it... besides, they'll eventually make up and won't kill each other." Becky said.

"And now you're suddenly patient?" I asked. She must know something.

She shook her head, "Ohh! Just get dressed!" She then stomped out of the room.

I stared after her. Come on now, I didn't say anything drastic. I'm just curious. She surely understands... she's never been patient a day in her life.

I got dressed and went downstairs. Luckily enough for me, none of my friends were in the common room. I hurried down to the entrance hall and went outside, transforming into a cobra and slithering all the way over to the Whomping Willow in the bitter cold.

Once in, I transformed back to myself and sped to the room where Sirius sat looking exasperated.

I leaned against the doorframe, crossing my arms. "Didn't find Pettigrew?"