𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓤𝓷𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱 - 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 1

Chapter 10 - Mark of The Grim

  My Four paws were thundering on the ground. Every breath of the cold night air felt like needles were piercing my lungs. The Black Dog was not far behind me as I sprinted through the woods. It's coming for me. Just a little farther. Almost out of the woods. I could hear the blood pumping in my ears. The stitch in my side was throbbing. The open-bleeding wound on my side was stinging as the vegetation hit my sides.

     I had made it through the gates and past the Dementors. As I limped past the Great Hall the few people that finished dinner early the hall filed out. They pointed and whispered to each other and I crossed their path. I couldn't blame them. I mean if I saw a grayish-red wolf crossing my path I would be pointing and staring too. I figured I would change into my real human form when I got up the stairs...I have to climb the stairs to get to my common room.

  I don't think I can make it to the Ravenclaw common room. I'll stop by The Gryffindor common. As I heaved my aching body up the stairs. It was getting harder to breathe, I could feel myself panting. Oh, Thank god. I Had made it the Portrait of the fat lady. There was a low growl behind me. 

I had turned around slowly, ears down and my tail in between my legs, and to my horror, it was the black dog from the forest. I ducked as he pounced. But I soon realized it wasn't at me it was at the portrait of the fat lady. When I looked back I saw a tall man with short black matted hair. Sirius Black! I once again ran down the stairs wincing on every step.

 If I stayed where I was He would have killed me or I would have been blamed for ripping the fat lady. When I limped into the Great hall people gasped and panicked. The students were hopping from there as I walked down the middle row. My eyes had fallen on Harry. He wasn't moved even as I loomed nearer. So walked over to the spot he was sitting and collapsed at his feet. Harry had leaned over to graze the top of my head so I let him. " Athena..." Dumbledore's voice rang out. I raised Head a couple of inches off the ground " Come here." he finished. I struggled to stand as my legs shook violently. When I walked farther down the rows of tables I transformed in a whirl of wind. My clothes wear ripped and my wounds were bleeding profusely, I fell to my knees gasping for breath. " He is in the castle..." I rasped. " Who's in the castle, Dear?" came Professor McGonagall's shrill voice. " Sirius Black He's Here..." I cried out And before I knew it everything went dark and There was a falling sensation but my body didn't hit the solid ground.