In Between Two Worlds (HP/PJO Crossover)

Chapter 111: Cat, Rat, Owl, and Dog.

My mind had gone blank with shock. The five of us stood transfixed with horror under the Invisibility Cloak. The very last rays of the setting sun were casting a bloody light over the long-shadowed grounds. Then, behind us, we heard a wild howling.

"Hagrid," Harry muttered. Without thinking about what he was doing, he made to turn back, but both me and Mione seized his arms.

"We can't," said Ron, who was paper-white. "He'll be in worse trouble if they know we've been to see him..."

Hermione's breathing was shallow and uneven.

"How-could-they?" she choked. "How could they?"

"Come on," said Ron, whose teeth seemed to be chattering.

We set off back toward the castle, walking slowly to keep ourselves hidden under the cloak. The light was fading fast now.

And suddenly Forest landed on my shoulder with a note in her beak.

"Get her under the cloak!" Bailey said.

I pulled Forest under the cloak and read the note. It was two words written in glowing golden ink, obviously from dad. it said: "She's coming."

"Your mom?" Bailey asked. I nodded. I conjured a cage for Forest and put her inside.

By the time we reached open ground, darkness was settling like a spell around us.

"Scabbers, keep still," Ron hissed, clamping his hand over his chest. The stupid rat was wriggling madly. Ron came to a sudden halt, trying to force Scabbers deeper into his pocket. "What's the matter with you, You stupid rat? Stay still-OUCH! He bit me!"

"Ron, be quiet!" Hermione whispered urgently. "Fudge'll be out here in a minute-"

"He won't-stay-put-"

Scabbers was plainly terrified. Makes sense. Because I was personally going to kill him tonight. He was writhing with all his might, trying to break free of Ron's grip.

"What's the matter with him?"

I saw Crookshanks walking towards us. Whether he could see us or was following the sound of Scabbers's squeaks, I couldn't tell.

"Crookshanks!" Hermione moaned. "No, go away, Crookshanks! Go away!"

But the cat was getting nearer-

"Scabbers! NO!"

Too late-the rat had slipped between Ron's clutching fingers, hit the ground, and scampered away. In one bound, Crookshanks sprang after him, and before we could stop him, Ron had thrown the Invisibility Cloak off himself and pelted away into the darkness.

"Ron!" Hermione moaned.

We all looked at each other, then followed at a sprint; it was impossible to run full out under the cloak; we pulled it off and it streamed behind us like a banner as we hurtled after Ron; we could hear his feet thundering along ahead and his shouts at Crookshanks.

"Get away from him-get away-Scabbers, come here-"

There was a loud thud.

"Gotcha! Get off, you stinking cat-"

We almost fell over Ron. Well Bailey did fall over Ron and then the rest of us skidded to a stop right in front of him. He was sprawled on the ground, but Scabbers was back in his pocket; he had both hands held tight over the quivering lump.

"Ron-come on back under the cloak-" Hermione panted. "Dumbledore-the Minister-they'll be coming back out in a minute-"

But before we could cover ourselves again, before we could even catch our breath, we heard the soft pounding of gigantic paws...Something was bounding toward us, quiet as a shadow-an enormous, pale-eyed, jet-black dog. Sirius! Whatever he was gonna do, he was gonna do it now.