Andrew Sedgewick, a 1st Year from Gryffindor, was making his way from his History of Magic class to his broom flying lessons.

Just like all 1st Year students he got himself lost, the castle, while beautiful, was a bit difficult to navigate at times. As Andrew was looking around for the way back to the staircase, a door opened down the hallway.

"Hiya Andy!"

Andrew stopped when he heard his name being called and looked over to see a clown standing in a nearby doorway.

The clown smiled at him, "Aren't you going to say…hello?"

Andrew looked down at his shoes, and then back up at the clown. "I-I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. Professor McGonagall said so."

The clown shook his head understandingly. "Well that's very wise of Professor McGonagall Andy, very wise indeed!" The clown took off his clown hat and bowed slightly. "I, Andy, am Pennywise, the Dancing Clown!"

Andy nodded, "I'm Andy Sedgewick,"

Pennywise smiled as he put his hat back on. "You see! Now we ain't strangers no more!"

"I-I guess so," Any replied uneasily. "What are you anyway? A ghost?"

Pennywise smiled, "I, am the ghost-est with the most-est! But not quite! I am neither ghost, nor wight! Not a spirit of unimaginable size! Just plain ol' me, Pennywise!" He laughed, and Andrew laughed along with him.

"Why aren't you see through like Sir Nick?"

"I got to keep my color in the afterlife," Pennywise grinned. "Do you want a balloon, Andy?" Clown presented a whole array of colorful balloons for the Firstie.

Andy looked entranced by the balloons, but felt uneasy. "Sorry, but…I need to get to class."

Pennywise looked displeased, but then went back to smiling. "Oh, silly Pennywise! Don't want you getting in trouble with the Professors! Where are you going?"

"Flying Class, with the broomsticks!"

"Oooh flying! What a most pleasant past time! Do you like flying Andy?"

"Not so much," Andy admitted. "I don't like going so fast in the air, that high off the ground."

"Oh! Pennywise understands." The clown's smile grew larger if that was possible. "What about…floating? Yes, do you like floating?"

Andy thought about it, "Yeah I guess. I mean if it is above the ground by a foot or two. And I'm not going too fast."

"Oh good! Then I have just the broom for you! One perfect for floating! Right here inside!" Pennywise looked at Andy. "Would you like it?"

Andy intrigued at the prospect of a new broom stepped closer to the door. "Does it float well?"

Pennywise smiled in an intoxicating sense. "Oh yes Andy! It floats! It floats so well!"

Andy walked closer to the door.

"They all float well. AND YOU'LL FLOAT TOO!" Pennywise grabbed Andy by his forearm and pulled the now entrapped First Year into the room, and shut the door laughing maniacally as he did so. The screams of Andrew Sedgewick were drowned out by 'it's' laughter.


Remus had gotten Peter to agree to sit down with Severus and Lily. At lunch time the following day they had heard about how Andrew Sedgewick had disappeared as well.

"What year was Andrew Sedgewick in?" Severus asked Lily.

"It was his first year here," Lily said softly.

The two looked up to see Remus and Peter, who looked apprehensive to meet with them.

Remus sat down and looked over to his friend. "It's okay Peter. Severus and Lily want to talk with you…about the clown."

Peter looked at Remus, "You said the clown wasn't real. You, Siri, and James said that…"

"That was until I saw it, Peter. Lily and Severus saw it as well, and that clown is responsible for the disappearance of Richard Blake, and now, Andrew Sedgewick."

Peter gulped. He slowly sat down and looked over at Severus and Lily. "You saw it? Pennywise?"

"I'm sorry, that thing has a name?!" Severus was shocked to hear.

Peter rubbed his arm. "Pennywise, the Dancing Clown. That's what he called himself."

Lily put her hand upon his, she felt that his hands were clammy. "When did you first see it?"

"I-It was a few weeks ago. I first started seeing it out of the corner of my eye. Then the passing glimpses became more and more frequent." Peter took a few breathes. "It started…feeding. It…targeted the Unicorns and Centaurs in the Forbidden Forest."

"That's what happened to the centaur tribe?" Remus asked Peter. "I thought…I thought…Moony…" He looked down at the ground.

"What happened after?" Severus asked Pettigrew.

"It came to me, the night before Richard disappeared."

"What did 'it' do Peter?" Lily asked him. "Please, anything you can remember may be able to help us!"

Remus put his hand on Peter's shoulder, "Go on, Peter."

Peter buckled down and explained what had happened with his encounter with the clown.


'Three Nights Ago'

Peter was asleep in his bed when he heard a rustling down in the common rooms. He awoke, wondered if it was a couple of students doing some late night studying.

The noise occurred once more, and Peter decided to investigate. Which was rather unlike him, but he was intrigued.

He out on his robe, and slippers and descended down the stairs. To his surprise there was nobody downstairs, but he sworn that he heard something.

"Hello?" Peter called out to the darkness.

And to his surprise the darkness called back.

"Hello Petey." A clown emerged from the shadows of the living room.

Peter recoiled in fear and backed up to the wall. Clowns, why did it have to be clowns?

The clown smiled, "Beep beep Petey!" The clown leapt over the couches, and landed before him.

He slid over to the corner of the wall and curled down away from him.

"Oh don't be afraid! Not yet at least! It's a waste of good fear!" The clown smiled as he stalked Peter. The clown sniffed the air around Peter and smiled. "OOOOOOHHHH! That's some good fear!"

The clown grinned, "It's your lucky day Petey! Ol' Pennywise is gonna let you live…for the time being." Pennywise took out an hourglass, and flipped it over. The sands began slowly pouring down the funnel. "Every child, every morsel…will lead me closer to the Grand finale! Which is you! Oooohhhh, what flavors I'll taste!"

Pennywise grabbed a hold of Peter and ran his tongue over the petrified student's face.

"OOOOHHH! Deliciious! You will be the main course! You'll worth the wait! When the last grain of sand runs down the hourglass…well….simply put…Dinner will be served!"

Pennywise laughed as he backed away from Peter, and retreated into the shadows. "Beep beep, Petey! Remember, you'll float! And you'll float wonderfully!"

Peter remained perfectly still, frozen in fear. Simply put he was petrified, and scared beyond belief.


Peter finished telling his tale to Severus, Remus, and Lily.

"Well…" Severus tried spinning this in a positive light. "At least we'll know when he's done!"

"Sev!" Lily chided her best friend.

"What? I'm just saying this is a good thing! We know…'Pennywise' is saving Peter for last! Maybe we can devise a trap for that thing."

Peter glanced at Severus, "Do you really think so?"

Severus sighed and rubbed his head. "I mean I can give it a shot, but I need to get into the restricted section of the library. Maybe there I'll find something we can use to kill it."