Year 2
It was Kurt's birthday. August 30. He heard a knock on the door. Grandpa answered it. The whole Weasley family was here and Briar, of course.
They had cake and ice cream. They had bought all of the things Kurt needed for school this year and food for Bitsy. They even bought him candy.
By midnight, everyone had left. Well, everyone except for his grandparents, Harry and Ginny Potter.
Over the summer Kurt had gotten glasses do to his vision getting poor. He needed them for both near and far vision. (They are very similar to the ones Harry has.)
Kurt was currently in the process of carrying all of his gifts to his room. He was carrying the last thing (a bunch of school books) up now. He was halfway up the stairs. He carefully took each step, safely reaching the top. He opened the first door on the left (his room) and went inside.
He put the books down on his dresser and opened the window. Then he opened Bitsy's cage, carrying him on his arm over to the window. The owl took off, out into the night.
He sat down at his desk, clearing it off. Once he finished, he got up and turned off the light. Then he climbed into bed. The next day, he would be going back to Hogwarts for his second year. He let sleep take him.
Kurt opened his eyes the next morning when he felt a sharp beak biting his fingers. He sat up.
"Ouch, Bitsy. That hurts." He groaned, studying his hand, trying to see the damage. He grabbed his glasses off of the nightstand and put them on. Blood oozed from several cuts on his fingers. He glared at his caramel owl. "Good job."
The owl flew over next to his cage and sat beside it, watching Kurt as he dressed himself for the day. Then he packed all of his things he'd need for the year. He closed the window and pulled the curtains shut. He put Bitsy in his cage and carried his things down the stairs, setting them by the front door.
"I see you're ready for the train." Harry said, looking up from the Daily Prophet newspaper. He closed it and set it aside.
Kurt heard something sizzling and just nodded in reply.
"Ginny's making breakfast." His grandfather explained. "Let's go sit down." He got up from the couch and they both went into the kitchen, sitting at the round table.
"Good morning, Kurt." His grandma said.
"Morning." He responded.
Within a couple minutes, she had the bacon, eggs, and waffles on plates and at the table. They ate the great meal in silence.
They loaded Kurt's things in the car when they finished and drove to King's Cross Station. They went through onto platform nine and three-quarters. He hugged them good bye and boarded the train.
He got in an empty booth and put his trunk up on the storage rack. Setting Bitsy's cage on the table, he sat down. A minute later, Dominic Weasley came and sat down next to him.
"Excited?" Dom asked, grinning.
"You bet." Kurt smiled back.
They talked about what their classes were this year and what they planned to do. They arrived at Hogwarts hours later.
They were met by carriages pulled by ugly creatures. The creatures looked like skeleton horses with wings. Kurt heard someone call them Thestrals. They pulled the students to the entrance of the building, where they got out and the creatures left the way they had come, with the carriages, of course.
They went up into the Great Hall and went through the sorting. After the feast, Dom and Kurt went into the forest to enjoy themselves before they started classes the next day.
They went all the way to the back of the forest in their animagus forms. They didn't find any creatures though. At the back of the forest they found a cave. The entrance was just big enough for a centaur to go into.
The two boys, still in animagus form, went into the dark cave. They didn't hear any centaurs, so this was clearly not their home. They turned back to human and both said, "Lumos." The tips of their wands lit up. They proceeded further into the cave, forgetting that they could possibly get lost, Kurt leading the way.
"See anything up there?" He heard Dom ask.
"Not yet." Kurt responded.
They rounded a corner and saw the exit to the cave down at the end of the hall-like cave. They put their wands away and headed outside into the light.
They were now in a spacious meadow. The two boys glanced at each other in awe.
"Has anyone else discovered this?" Dom asked.
"I doubt it." Kurt mused. "Who knew the forest had a secret."
"Let's keep exploring." Dom said.
"We can't." Kurt explained. "It's almost dark and if we're gone any longer, we'll be missed."
"Hate to admit it, but you're right." Dom sighed.
"Hey, this place isn't going anywhere. Cheer up."
They went back through the cave and the forest. Then they went to Hagrid's. Kurt knocked on the door and it opened.
"Oh. Hello." Hagrid said. He seemed upset for some reason.
"Hey, Hagrid." Kurt answered. "Is something wrong?"
"Fang's dead." The half-giant said, sadly. "Died just a few minutes ago." He swung the door open the rest of the way and stepped back to let them come in.
They went inside and Kurt saw the unmoving shape of the old bloodhound, laying on the same chair it had been on when they met him.
"Shouldn't we bury him?" Dom piped up.
Hagrid nodded, picking up the old dog's body.
They went outside with a few shovels and dug a hole.
"Accio stone." A stone came to Kurt's hands.
He went inside and grabbed a knife, carving letters into the rock.
R.I.P.
Fang
He put the knife back and went back outside with the stone. Hagrid had put Fang's body in the hole. He and Dom were filling it in. They finished a minute later and Kurt put the stone on the end of where the dog's head was.
They stood there with Hagrid until after dark, as the half-giant mourned.
Finally, Hagrid said, "Well, you boys better be off to bed before you're missed."
"Okay." Kurt nodded. "Good night, Hagrid."
He turned and started walking towards the castle.
He heard Dom say, "Good night."
A few seconds later he saw his friend by his side and they continued into the castle together. They got to the common room easily and looked out the window.
"The full moon, that's tomorrow, right?" He asked Dom.
"I think so, yeah." Dom nodded.
"That means that the werewolves will be out." Kurt said thoughtfully.
"What about werewolves?" Briar's voice echoed the room.
Both boys spun around.
"Hey, Briar." He grinned, innocently.
"What about werewolves?" She repeated.
"They'll be out tomorrow." Dom answered. "That's what he said."
"Why do you want to know anyway?" Kurt asked her.
"Can you guys keep a secret?" She asked.
"I can." Kurt nodded, truthfully.
"Yeah, me too." Dom nodded.
"Okay then." Briar said, walking up to them. She lifted up her right pants leg to the knee. There was a bite mark on it.
Kurt looked at her shocked. "You're a werewolf?"
She nodded. "Happened over the summer. You're the only others who know about it."
"You can't be here tomorrow night, then." Dom said. "We'll have to take you somewhere."
"Where?" Kurt and Briar asked in chorus.
"Hogsmeade?" Dom suggested. "In the shrieking shack, perhaps."
"You two will get hurt, though." She said, worriedly.
"Look, Briar, we haven't been completely honest with you either." Kurt admitted. "It's time we tell you our secret." He said the last part, looking at Dom.
Dom just nodded. "Tell her."
"Last year, I stumbled across how to become an animagus in the Transfiguration book." Kurt explained. "And that very night, we began the process."
"When was that?" She asked, just as shocked as they were of her being a werewolf.
"We began on the first day of classes." Dom told her.