Aurora Lupin-Black

Chapter 8: Invisible Attacks and Betrayal ✔✔

Another Hogsmead trip without Harry had left me so very bored. But Remus had insisted I go with Ron and Hermione. So after a visit to all the shops, buying what ever we needed, Ron had decided we were going to see the shreaking Shack, which Hermione and I agreed with, until we got there and I got bored very easily.

I let out a sigh as I looked out over to the shreaking shack, a place Moony had told me story about, about when he stayed in there on a full moon, James, Dad and peter were with him.

"It's meant to be the most haunted building in Britain, did I mention that?" Hermione spoke to Ron as I moved away, walking over to a large rock, where I sat, watching the two.

"Twice." Ron muttered, awkwardly.

"Do you want to move closer?" Hermione asked, looking sheepishly at the red heard boy, who looked back at her shocked.

"Huh?"

"To the shreaking shack?"

"Oh, erm, no, I'm good here." Ron replied, fear written all over his face.

"Well, well, look who's hear." The voice of my rather annoying cousin charmed as he and his friends walked over. "You too shopping for your dream house? Bit grand for you isn't it Weasle-bee? Don't you family sleep in one room?"

"Shut your mouth Malfoy." Ron huffed, obviously tired of Dracos jokes about his family.

"Ohh, not very friendly. Somebody should teach Weasle-bee here how to respect his superiors." Draco bosted, fixing the collar on his coat.

"I hope you don't mean yourself." Hermione laughed darkly, stepping forward, fists raised.

"How dare you talk to me!" Malfoy snarled, a look of disgust on his face as he glared at my best friend. "You filthy little Mudblood!"

That was it, that was the last straw, I stood up, anger clear in my eyes as I stood infront of Hermione and Ron.

"Watch it Draco, you use language like that, it's like your asking to be turned into a dung beetle." I snarled, glaring at at my cousin.

"Oh, well, if it isn't my blood traitor cousin, tell me...how's daddy getting doing, hiding out, looking for more muggles to off."

Before I could say anything a snowball hit Draco in the face, almost knocking him backwards.

We all looking in the direction it came from, but saw nothing.

"Who's there?" Draco called out, both pissed and afraid.

Another snowball came hurtling towards him, again from nowhere.

Then another.

And another.

As as Hermione, Ron and I watched in shock as Draco began panicking, yelling at one of his pals, Goyle I think, the snowballs stopped, but all three of the boys were attacked.

The tall one had his hat pulled over his eyes.

Goyle...I think, had his pants pulled down to his ankle and pushed over, face fist into the snow. This one makinging us laugh hysterically as the taller one was attacked again, being swung around by his scarf, screaming.

Finally Draco was knocked over, then dragged by his legs, towards the shreaking shack, as he screamed out in terror.

I watched as Draco and his friends ran off, Draco shouting about keeping quiet about what had just occurred.

When I looked back, I stood there and watched curiously as Hermione's hair and Ron's hat, began to move on their own. There was a sound of footsteps in the snow and foot prints moving towards me. The next second I saw Harry, throwing his invisibility clock over me, grinning down at me and winking before we looked back at Ron, who looked about terrified.