James Potter looked over his shoulder to see if Sirius was still behind him
and, seeing that he was, grabbed his invisibility cloak and hurried down
the steps to the common room from the Boy's Dormitory.
"Good gracious it took you guys a long time to just get the invisibility cloak off of James' bed! Do you think we're still young enough to make it to the Walloping Willow before we die?" said James' other friend, Peter Pettigrew, as he started toward the Portrait Hole, which led out of the secret Gryffindor Dormitory into the hall.
"I know I can make it to the Walloping Willow but I'm not sure Peter could make it! He's so fat and out of shape!" whispered Sirius Black, James' best and most reliable friend, in James' ear.
"Oh, shut up Padfoot! It was your idea to tell him about Moony and his little secret." James said to Sirius.
"Yeah, but I didn't know he would want to be friends with us and tag along every time we went to see him! You know the only reason I told him was to scare him away from us so he would leave us alone!"
"Well Padfoot, it doesn't have appeared to work does it?"
"Yeah, I realized that! And don't call me Padfoot until we get outside!"
They wound their way down the staircases, Dodging teachers along the way. Lately, the school had been in an uproar over some weird events that had been taking place. They weren't the strange attacks that had happened twenty years ago that left one girl dead and so many others paralyzed. No, these attacks weren't aimed at muggle-borns but at the house of Slytherin. Nearly half the house had already been found turned to stone, and they kept finding more every day. 75% of the few Slytherins that were left thought the basis of these attacks was in Gryffindor, their sworn enemy in everything. And half of those even swore that it was James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin. But the three boys were extremely determind to find out who it was so they could clear they're name.
"Good gracious it took you guys a long time to just get the invisibility cloak off of James' bed! Do you think we're still young enough to make it to the Walloping Willow before we die?" said James' other friend, Peter Pettigrew, as he started toward the Portrait Hole, which led out of the secret Gryffindor Dormitory into the hall.
"I know I can make it to the Walloping Willow but I'm not sure Peter could make it! He's so fat and out of shape!" whispered Sirius Black, James' best and most reliable friend, in James' ear.
"Oh, shut up Padfoot! It was your idea to tell him about Moony and his little secret." James said to Sirius.
"Yeah, but I didn't know he would want to be friends with us and tag along every time we went to see him! You know the only reason I told him was to scare him away from us so he would leave us alone!"
"Well Padfoot, it doesn't have appeared to work does it?"
"Yeah, I realized that! And don't call me Padfoot until we get outside!"
They wound their way down the staircases, Dodging teachers along the way. Lately, the school had been in an uproar over some weird events that had been taking place. They weren't the strange attacks that had happened twenty years ago that left one girl dead and so many others paralyzed. No, these attacks weren't aimed at muggle-borns but at the house of Slytherin. Nearly half the house had already been found turned to stone, and they kept finding more every day. 75% of the few Slytherins that were left thought the basis of these attacks was in Gryffindor, their sworn enemy in everything. And half of those even swore that it was James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin. But the three boys were extremely determind to find out who it was so they could clear they're name.