" Hide! Now!" Sirius pushed Harry into the room roughly and quickly shut the door. Harry stumbled over Hermione, who was being helped up off the floor by Ron. The room Sirius hid them in was unrecognizable. It got very quiet, only the sounds of their heavy breathing broke the silence. Harry could hear Sirius's heavy footsteps hurrying down the hall. He was almost sure that he heard someone cry out. Mrs. Weasley, probably.

More pounding on the hallways floor and as Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger stood in the small, dark room, they could see the light changing outside through the crack between the bottom of the door and the wooden floor. Ron had his arm around Hermione, who had widened her eyes. Probably wracking her brain for an answer, Harry though to him. Truthfully, he was also curious about the odd patronus that had warned everyone in the kitchen.