Chapter 2: Another Day in Azkaban

"Get your head down and go to sleep!" shouted the night guard through the cell door. His voice echoed through the halls and the many floors of Azkaban. You could hear the slam of cell doors, one by one, as he slowly approached the final cell on the 3rd floor. "Hope you're still in there, Bird!" he taunted through the door, "Don't want a repeat of that now do we?". This was routine for this guard, every night he is on duty he makes the effort to taunt his prisoners, this prisoner was no exception. As usual, there was no reply. The guard opened the door, there was no light to be cast in to the cell. He stood, filling the door frame with his large figure, his beard all matted and grizzly, his face looked worn. He has a small scar under his right eye from a previous encounter with a prisoner. He looked at the bird perched on the window. "Now don't be getting any funny ideas, Ernie."

Ater the raid on Stans house, Ernie had been taken in to capture. After they found out he was an anamagus and hadn't been enlisted as one to the Ministry, he was put on trial. He then had to face charges upon association with a Death Eater. He was found guilty and sentenced to 15 years in Azkaban. Two years in to Ernies sentence he tried to escape. The bars on his cell window were too narrow to get through, so he waited for the night guard to check up on his cell. As the door opened, Ernie flew through the gap in the top right hand corner between the wall and the guard. He statted flying down the corridor full throttle, he could see his escape! At the end of the corridor was an unbarred window, a gaping hole in the wall. He headed straight for it, until all of a sudden he was stopped in his tracks. He felt something wrap around his back leg and he dropped to the floor. Upon impact Ernie returned to his human form, the guard began to shorten the long crystalised rope that had been cast from his wand, slowly dragging Ernie across the cold, wet floor. His glasses shattered in front of his face before he was dragged back to his cell. Ernie was sentenced to 3 extra years of imprisonment and overtime started to become weaker.

A few years had passed since Stans escape, Ernie felt forgotten. He awaited for his rescue all those years but it never came. Ernie became weaker over time, he would stand on the window ledge in his bird form and look across the ocean, hoping to see his old companion coming to his rescue. He still waited.

"I said, it's time to get your head down, Bird!" shouted the guard. Ernie jumped off the ledge and returned to his human form. Without looking at the guard, he walked over the the corner that he often slept in and proceeded to curl up on the wet floor, hugging himself. "Nighty night" said the guard as he slammed the door shut. The lock clinked shut. Another day in Azkaban.