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The Untold Stories of Fifth Year
Chapter 10: Sirius's Concern
Sirius Black sat in his chair pondering on what he should do. He wanted to speak to Harry but he noticed that he never carried the two-way mirror. Sirius was cooped up in Number 12 Grimmauld Place with only Lupin and Kreacher for company. Sirius sighed in sadness and took a stroll around the house. Order members never stayed there. They would only pop in and out from time to time. Sirius went to the tapestry room where his family tree was displayed.
"Nasty filthy traitor. My mistress would send him out of the house yet he would still come back," muttered Kreacher. Sirius glared at him.
"Go away Kreacher! Why don't you ever do something useful?" yelled Sirius.
"Whatever master wishes," The house-elf then disappeared with a pop.
"I swear he is going to be the death of me," mumbled Sirius. Sirius went back to the kitchen and saw Lupin flipping through the Daily Prophet.
"Sirius! Look at this!" shouted Lupin. Sirius ran towards him thrusting the newspaper away from him.
Ministry Located Sirius Black
A shocking report from the Minister last night confirms that the Ministry knows where Sirius Black is hiding. Reports say that Minister Fudge received a tip-off from one of the high employees working in the Ministry. Lucius Malfoy says "If it was not for that person who gave the tip-off, I would not have slept more safely than ever," Details on where Sirius Black is, have been not disclosed to the public yet. Aurors have been sent out to patrol the area and have been permitted to use Unforgivable Curses if necessary.
"WHAT?!" gasped Sirius. Lupin gravely nodded.
"I saw them outside. Luckily Kingsley told them to search the next street just in case, while he patrols outside!" exclaimed Lupin. Sirius exhaled with great relief.
"I just hope Harry doesn't try to talk to me because of this,"
Far away from London, Harry was just getting ready for Defence Against the Dark Arts. Hermione had unsubscribed her subscription to the Daily Prophet because she was running out of sickles to pay the owl.
"I'm going to send an owl to Gringotts for a withdrawal," said Hermione. Harry and Ron didn't bother to listen to her daily lectures. They took their seats and waited for Professor Umbridge.
"Good Morning class," said Professor Umbridge.
"Good Morning Professor Umbridge,"
"Please turn to Chapter 11: The Theory behind 'Expelliarmus'" said Professor Umbridge in her usual high tone.
"There will be…"
"No need to talk," muttered Harry and Ron together. The class ended quite smoothly and everyone was proceeding to Charms.
"Harry, what's up with that Marietta girl?" asked Ron. Harry turned around to where Ron was pointing. Marietta Edgecombe was shaking nervously and dropping her quill and parchment.
"Looks like a nervous breakdown," muttered Harry.
"Oh please! Harry you aren't that dim are you? She's obviously stressed out from studying for OWLs! Poor girl!" exclaimed Hermione.
"Sometimes you're a bit too caring Hermione," sniggered Ron. Fortunately Hermione didn't hear him and they went off to Charms. Professor Flitwick was there already and he was jolly as ever.
"Today, we shall practice our Colour-Change charms in preparation for your OWLs!" exclaimed Professor Flitwick. Everyone took out their wands and muttered incantations onto their rats.
'Diversus Umbra!' Harry's rat turned white like a mouse but not rainbow like the instructions. Ron had forgotten the charm and proceeded to enchant his rat with any random spell.
'Engorgio!' Ron's rat had unfortunately increased its size to a squirrel and only managed to reverse it by accidently killing it.
"I bet that I'll do something stupid in OWLs mate!" laughed Harry.