*SLOWBURN*
"The thing about love... is that it is found in the strangest places. Places you'd least expect. People you'd least expect. Love is the food of life. And, those without it cannot truly live."
In which a girl falls in love with the person...
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THE DUSTY FLOORBOARDS creek with every step. The building is old and ragged. Nothing but the sound of the wind outside and the occasional ringing of wind chimes in the distance. "We're in the Shrieking Shack, aren't we?"
"Come on." Harry nods his head in the direction of a door cracked open. We tiptoe trying to make as little noise as possible. Harry peeks in and let's out a breath. "Ron." We all rush in one by one to check on our friend. Who knows what we would've done if something terrible happened to him?
"Ron. You're okay." I smile softly, trying to put Ron at ease, but it didn't seem to work.
"The dog. Where is it?" Harry asks. Ron slowly brings up his hand and points to the corner of the room. "It's a trap. He's the dog. He's an Animagus." The door slams shut to reveal a man.
Sirius Black.
I immediately stand in front of Harry and grab his hand, lacing our fingers together. "If you want to kill Harry, you have to kill us too!"
"No, you foolish girl. Only one will die tonight." He says creepily.
If I'm being honest, he's not really what I expected. I would have expected him to get right to the point and try to kill Harry. He doesn't really seem like a talker.
"Then it'll be you!" Harry charged for him and tackles him to the ground, his wand pointed at him. "Are you going to kill me, Harry?" The crazed man grins and laughs. For a second I thought Harry might actually do it. But even if he was going to, he couldn't have got the chance, Professor Lupin bursts into the room.
"Expelliarmus!" He shouts, and Harry's wand goes flying across the room. He scrambles to get it.
"Well, well, Sirius." Lupin greets him like an old friend, but pointing his wand at Sirius's neck. "Looking rather ragged, aren't we? Finally, the flesh reflects the madness within." He smirks.
"Well, you'd know all about the madness within, wouldn't you?" Sirius laughs raggedly, and Lupin offers him a hand to pull him up.
What. The. Hell. I'm sure none of us can believe it. The professor we trusted, the professor we confided in, was a friend of the evilest, most wanted wizard of all time.
"I found him."
"I know."
"It's him." They conspire back and forth.
"I understand."
"Let's kill him!"
Suddenly Hermione intervenes. "No! I trusted you! And all this time, you've been his friend. He's a werewolf! That's why he's been missing classes."
