A/N: A one-shot :) It is for The Houses Competition, Ravenclaw. It is a Drabble and the prompt is Dog. Have an awesome day readers.

"AHH" Something massive came and bowled me over. I look to the side and see a massive male dog, it has shaggy black fur, a long snout and big paws. I look closer at his face and see the strangest thing, it had grey eyes. I consider his stormy grey eyes and I am mesmerised. I see emotions like hurt and worry, and understanding as if I was looking deep in to the eyes of person. Something deep inside me trusts this strange dog and I slowly move my hand from underneath me to pat him. My pale has runs through his soft fur then, some sudden thick liquid flows on my hand and onto my bare arm.

The liquid is bright red and coming out fast. I can't look at the wound, no I can't, Marlene you have to I think. Another voice in my head says, no don't. But for some reason that I cannot comprehend I look. It is bad, very bad, there is a massive gash slightly tilted line across the left of this ribs. It is filled with bright red liquid, which is sticking to his coal coloured-fur and making a deep- red puddle on the wet grass of the small patch deep into the Forbidden Forest.

I am confused and worried and I don't know what to do. Then the dog moves. He uses his long limbs to slowly trot closer, and closer and closer to me until our noses are nearly touching. What is he doing, why is he coming closer and I lift my eyes to reach his. Then as if he doesn't want to look me in the eye he moves his head down slowly towards the ground. No, wait towards the ground, his head is moving to my pocket. I shut my eyes confused.

I feel a soft nudge at the side of my leg, then it dawns on me. I can use my wand to heal him, I think of our lessons and healing charms. I think yes I know it and I grab my cherry wood wand from my pocket and whisper softly "Vulnera Sanentur".

The wound begins closing, and it is gruesome to watch. The pale skin moulds back together layer by layer and the fur is slowly growing back on top. Then the dog barks, then comes up to me and looks me in the eye. A kind of thank you gesture.

Then he does the strangest thing, he begins to do what looks like shifting. He stands on his hind legs and his blood covered black shaggy fur is beginning to retract back into his legs. His big paws are lengthening, the fur disappearing for what looks like a person's socks. A PERSON! Who is this, why are they transforming back from a dog. What is going on, is it illegal are they on the run. Will I go to Azkaban for helping them, but then why do I feel like I can trust him?

The transformation is gruesome and it is nearly finished. I want to run, but my feet will not obey my continuous commands to begin running in the opposite direction. Something tugs at my heart when I look at the dog/ human screaming out in pain and I can't figure out why I am feeling this and what this feeling is. Finally, the fur is coming off his face, and when it is all gone his snout turns into a nose. Then his head begins growing to full size and I scream in my head RUN. But I don't until the very last minute when his mouth is turning and I just can't look. Then an extremely familiar voice croaks out "Marlene McKinnon get back here" I slowly turn around.

I see the person, and consider his stormy grey eyes, identical to those of the shaggy haired dog. My eyes shift to his face and I freeze, that dog was Sirius Black, and he is an Animagus.