Chapter 17
When classes resumed, my head was so full of questions, I thought it would exploded. I had showed Hermione the room and she had told me I had to tell Dumbledore, but I didn't have enough information yet, so during my free periods, I would look among the books on the shelves. Before I had come to Hogwarts, I had learned a few languages, but that was only because every once and awhile, one of my dads cases would have to stay the night, and they would teach me, if they could. My parents even thought it would be nice if I could speak Latin.
" find anything yet Hermione" I asked. Hermione sat looking for clues in the books that weren't Latin." Nope" I looked up Hanna and she shrugged" I wish I could help but I'm just a picture in this room"
" its alright, Hanna" I closed the book and sighed getting up." We have to go, or we'll be late for Professor Lupin's class" she nodded then we left. We sat down just as class started.
A week after term started back up, a lot of things happened for both me and Harry. He could finally use the Patronum Charm and I had found out, that I really hate Pansy Parkinson. I had been sitting down by the lake showing Draco how to make a very easy potion that he was having trouble with when the pig ran over, knocking me into the lake.
Now as everyone knows my temper and what happens when I get mad. Draco saw my face turning red and his eyes widened as I aimed my wand at her." Reducto" I yelled and she flew into the tree, I waved my wand and mumbled" Orchideous " and flowers sprouted from her ears. She ran off screaming to the castle and Draco started laughing.
I looked at him and shook my head, I waved my wand over my robes and they dried instantly. I gathered up my book and walked up to the Castle, Draco right behind me, still laughing. I went into the common room and he waited outside the portrait. When I came back out Draco was gone, I sighed shaking my head then went down to the Quidditch Pitch to fly on my broomstick. I spotted Harry and Ron watching from ground and waved at them, before landing in front of them.
" when did you get a broomstick, I thought you didn't fly"
" don't believe everything you hear Ronald" I held the broom out to harry and his eyes widened." Your letting me ride it"
" of course, your my brother, just don't fly it into the whomping willow" I told him and he rolled his eyes. He flew around the field a couple times before giving it back to me. The next day I didn't go to the match, I was too busy trying to find answers. I was in the library, looking at old Daily prophets from the time my mother went to school but all I found that looked interesting was my parents wedding annocment. They looked happy, I asked the libraran if I could keep the picture and she agreed.
I put the picture in my photo album with a picture of Harry and me. As I walked back to the common room, I spotted a black dog sitting in the hallway. I froze then I realized it was and sighed. He trans formed into Sirius Black and smiled" Hello Holly". I led him to the Common room, opening the portrait for him, without getting caught by anyone.
When everyone came back, I was told we had won the match. Fred and George got Butterbeer from the Kitchens and that night Griffindor house Celebrated a great victory with a party, me forgetting all about Sirius black hiding upstairs.
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Haylee Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Fanfictionit's Haylee potters third year of Hogwarts and she thought her life couldn't get any worse, with a crazy dark wizard who wants to use her memories for his own good, a song that has been playing through her head her whole life and the loss of her ado...