"Oh, vengeance is sweet. I hoped I would be the one to catch you." Snape had his wand pointed at Black.

"Severus— "Remus had moved beside his friend. Snape turned to him with a cold look.

"I told Professor Dumbledore that you were helping a friend into the school. Now I have proof."

"Of course Severus, always butting in and coming to the wrong conclusion." Sirius had moved closer to the man, but Severus pointed his wand at his throat. I clung to Harry's jacket, it was a mad house in here.

"Give me a reason. I beg you!" He snapped.

"Sorry Severus, it's old habit." The werewolf apologized.

"Don't tell him sorry, Remus!"

"Shut up—"

"You shut up!"

"Listen to you two, quarreling like an old married couple." The potions master sneered.

"Why don't you run along and play with your chemistry set." Sirius sneered back.

"Stop it all of you!" I shouted at the three men. They looked at me,

"You're all acting like a bunch of children!"

With the momentary distraction, Harry pulled my wand from my back pocket and cast a spell at Severus, knocking him backwards, slamming into the old bed in the corner smashing it to pieces. I gasped and turned to look at the boy,

"Why did you do that Harry?"

"You just attacked a teacher!" Hermione told the boy. He ignored us, looking at the two men.

"Tell me about Peter Pettigrew!"

"He went to school with us, we thought he was our friend." Remus began to explain.

"He's dead, he killed him!" Pointing his wand to Sirius.

"No he didn't. I thought he was dead until you mentioned seeing him on the map."

"The map was lying then."

"It never lies!" Sirius yelled, pointing again at Ron, "He's alive and right there!"

"Me?! He's mad Harry!" the red head replied.

"Not you, the rat!" I realized that Bella hadn't growled at anyone else at all this entire time except for the rat Ron was holding.

"They're telling the truth Harry!" I turned to the boy. "Bella's proof. She hasn't growled at anyone, except Scabbers this whole time!"

"Scabbers has been in the family for— "

"Twelve years?" Sirius guessed looking to the ginger boy. "That's a long time for a common garden rat, don't you think?"

"Show me." Harry told the man.

I turned to the red head and stretched out my hand, "Give him to me."

Ron handed the rat over to me, hesitantly. I squirmed at the fact I was holding a rodent. I quickly gave it to the Animagus and wiped my hands on my sweater, walking back over to Harry.

I would wash it later.

Sirius held the wand and placed the rat down on the piano in the room. Just then the rat dashed through the room quickly avoiding the charms the men were casting. I grabbed Snape's wand, that had fallen to the floor earlier and cast the charm, hitting the target as the creature morphed into its original form. He still had many rat like qualities.

"Remus? Sirius, my old friends!" He turned to Harry and walked over.

"Harry look at you. You look just like James. We were good friends, you know."

"How dare you speak to Harry!" Sirius barked at the man. He and Remus cornered the rat man into a corner behind the piano.

"You sold James and Lily to Lord Voldemort!"

"I didn't mean to!" He crawled under the piano and looked at me. He looked like he had seen a ghost. He dropped down in front of me.

"I'm sorry Lily! I didn't mean to get you killed. I had no choice! You have no idea the weapons he possesses." I was shocked and confused. Why did he call me Lily?

He was pulled away from me, "Ask yourself, Sirius. What would you have done?"

"I would have kept my mouth shut and died! I would have died rather than betray my friends."

He pulled away from Sirius' grasp and made for the exit, me and Harry jumped and blocked the way. He grabbed Harry and whispered in his ear, "James wouldn't kill me. He'd spare me. He would have shown me mercy!"

He was roughly pulled away from Harry and dragged back to the piano. Remus and Sirius, wands pointed to Peter, the werewolf spoke, "You should have realized that if Voldemort didn't kill you it'd be us!"

I looked to Harry and grabbed his arm. He looked back at me and he seemed to understand.

"No." Harry shouted to the men.

Everyone was silent again.

"Harry this man— "

"I know what he's done," He looked to me before he spoke, "but we'll take him to the castle."

Pettigrew got on his knees and crawled towards us, "Bless you! Oh, Bless you!" He made to grab my leg but Harry pulled me back behind him.

"Stop it! I said we'll take you to the castle, after that the dementors can have you."

Back in the tunnel, I walked behind Ron, who was being half carried by Harry and Sirius.

"Sorry about the bite. I know it tingles a bit."

"A bite? You nearly tore my leg off!" Ron griped at the Animagus

"I was going for the rat. Normally, I have a sweet disposition as a dog."

I couldn't help the chuckle from imagining the man curled up in a ball on the floor as a domestic pet.

"The tail I could live with, the fleas...not so much." Even Harry chuckled at that.

Once we were out of the tunnel the two set Ron down by the entrance, I sat next to him and tended to his injuries the best I could. Harry crouched beside me, I looked over and saw Sirius walking slowly toward the school. I nudged Harry, who had been looking at the man,

"Go ahead. I got this here, you two should talk."

He nodded and left to speak with his godfather. Hermione came over just as I ripped strips of my sweater for a makeshift bandage.

"That looks painful." She gestured to the injury.

"Very painful, they might have to chop it." I rolled my eyes and said to the ginger,

"Poppy will have your leg fixed to brand new."

"It's too late. It's ruined."

"Stop your drama, or I'll ask her to sew your mouth shut as well." I cleaned the wound with one of the strips and wrapped the others around his leg. "This should suffice for now until we get you to the hospital."

Just then Remus came out the hole, dragging the rat behind him.

"Ron, you can't let the dementors take me! Haven't I been a good pet?" He groveled at the injured boy.

"Get off me!" he moved away from the man. Remus threw him away from us. Just then he looked to the sky, frightened.

"Harry, look!" I looked up at the brunette who yelled to the pair. She pointed toward the sky, there was a full moon tonight. Sirius was wide-eyed, looking to his werewolf friend. The man was shaking. Sirius ran over and grabbed him by the arms.

"Remus, have you taken your potion tonight?"

Suddenly, the DADA professor started to thrash about and growl.

"You know who you are, my friend. This heart is where you truly live!"

He continued to thrash and then dropped his wand. Pettigrew picked it up holding it. Harry casted his wand to the man, but it was too late. He transformed back into a rat and scampered off. Harry went to chase after him, but I grabbed his sleeve.

"He's not worth it Harry!"

Just then Professor Lupin let out a guttural scream as his body started to transform. He tossed Sirius away and curled up in on himself, he looked up toward us and growled. He started to advance on us, when Severus emerged from the hole. He saw us and stormed over, grabbing a fistful of Harry's shirt.

"There you are, Potter!" He sneered.

Behind him Lupin roared. He turned around and spread his arms out, shielding us from the oncoming danger. Remus raised a clawed hand and swung it at us. Snape, Ron and Hermione were sent left towards the tree, Harry was sent backwards and I was sent to the right. Remus let out another growl and turned to me. I back away, which caused him to pounce. He had me pinned to the ground with his claw. He lifted his other clawed hand, ready to attack, when Bella ran over and bit the man's leg. He let out a pained howl and ripped her off his leg. He threw her over towards Harry and the others. She let out a pained whimper when she connected with the ground.

"Bella!" I shouted then stared wide eyed into his golden irises. He lifted his clawed hand again and I screamed.

Before it made contact, a black wolf tackled him from the side. I realized it was Sirius. He stood protective in front of me, growling at the werewolf in challenge. Then all hell broke loose. There was a flurry of fangs and claws. I didn't realize the others had made their way over to me, when I felt my face be turned to the potion professor.

"Are you hurt McCarthy?" he scanned my face looking for any signs of injury.

"I-I'm fine." I looked down at my hands and saw they were shaking badly. Bella had limped over, and laid her head on my lap, looking up at me with a whimper.

"I'm okay girl. You were very brave." I looked up and saw only three faces.

"W-where's Harry?" I asked. The professor turned looking for the golden boy. Ron and Hermione as well.

"He must have taken off after Sirius and Professor Lupin when we weren't looking." Hermione summarized.

"We have to find him. He could get hurt!" I tried to stand, only to fall into the witch. My legs were shaking so badly.

"Nonsense, I need to get you and Weasley to the hospital wing, you both have injuries to be taken care of."

"I'm fine, Professor."

"That is for Poppy to decide. Granger, can you manage on your own." I felt her nod her head to the man and place my arm around her neck, her arm going around my waist.

"Lean on me for now, until you feel your legs stop shaking." I sighed knowing I didn't have any choice. After having Hermione grab Bella for me, we walked toward the school as swiftly as possible, we were met by another professor who took to helping the ginger, as Snape left to find Harry most likely.

Once we got there, Pomphrey quickly patched up Ron's leg, as Hermione helped me sit on one of the beds. The woman turned to me, checking to make sure everything was okay and felt my cheeks,

"My dear, you're as white as a sheet and cold to the touch, no wonder you're shaking! I'll get you some blankets and a cup of tea; it also seems you sprained your wrist, you must have fallen on it."

As she left to grab her desired items, Severus entered the room with Harry. The golden boy was unconscious. Hermione got up from her spot beside Ron and helped the professor load the boy onto the bed next to me.

Pomphrey came over to me with several blankets, wrapping them around me. She turned to check on Harry quickly, "He'll be alright. Just weak, should be up in about an hour or so."

With that she left to grab the kettle of tea and a cup. She poured some and handed me the cup. "Here, drink this. You'll be warmer."

I nodded and took a sip. I made a face at the bitter taste. I held the warm cup in my hands, which the shaking slowly began to subside. The medi witch wrapped bandages around my wrist and did the same for Hermione. She checked out Bella's paw, telling me that if she laid still for the next few weeks it should heal on its own. She had left the room for the moment, so it was just us four. Just then a groan came from the bed beside me. I got up and placed a hand on the ravenette's arm.

"Harry?"

Slowly he opened his eyes, and said softly, "I saw my Dad."

"What?" Hermione asked as she too came over. Harry turned to her as he sat up, "He sent the dementors away. He and my Mum. I saw them both, across the lake."

"That's not possible…" I murmured.

"Harry, they've captured Sirius. Any moment the dementors will perform the Kiss."

"They'll kill him!"

"It's much worse, they're going to take his soul."

Just then the doors opened and revealed the headmaster. Hermione and Harry rushed over to the man.

"Professor, you have to stop the dementors, they have the wrong man!" Hermione pleaded.

"It's true sir, Sirius is innocent."

"Yeah it was Scabbers who did it." I turned around to the red head, he had a cast on the foot Sirius bit.

"Scabbers?" The man asked slightly puzzled.

"He's my rat, Sir. Well, not really a rat, he was one—"

I interjected the boy, looking the old man in the eye. "It was another friend of James and Lily, the one who really betrayed them to the dark lord."

"You believe us don't you?" Hermione asked.

"Of course I do, Miss Granger. Unfortunately, though, the word of four thirteen-year-old wizards will persuaded the mind of few."

He made his way over to Ron, saying "A child's voice, no matter how honest and true is meaningless if others have forgotten how to listen." He patted Ron's foot with the cast. He cried out silently, making to grab the injured limb. Dumbledore looked up and stared in Hermione's direction. Then he made his way back over.

"Mysterious thing, time. Powerful and when meddled with, dangerous." He paused for a moment, "Sirius Black is in the top most cell in the Dark tower."

He turned sharply to the brunette, "You know the laws Ms. Granger. You mustn't be seen, and you would do well to return before the final chime. If not, the consequences will be too ghastly to discuss…If you succeed tonight, more than one innocent life will be spared."

As he turned to leave the room, I couldn't help but be slightly confused. Just as he opened the door he turned his head and said to the witch, "Three turns should do it, I think. And if you're ever in doubt, I find that retracing my steps seem to be most beneficial…Good luck." He gave a wink and a smile, then closed the double doors behind him.

"What the bloody hell was that for?" Ron asked. I got up to ask the witch, when she pulled a large chain from under her shirt.

"Sorry Ron, but seeing as you can't walk…" She then wrapped the excess chain around mine and Harry's necks. I noticed there was a small medallion, with an hourglass in the center. There were thin metal rings surrounding it. Harry had made to grab it and had his hand smacked fiercely by the witch. She turned the small handle, as she did the hourglass would flip and make a light 'ding' sound. When it made the third ring, the medallion spun furiously and everything moved around us quickly, backwards.

Just then everything came to a stop and time seemed to flow normally again. Hermione removed the chain and tucked it back into her shirt.

"What happened? Where's Ron?" Harry asked the witch. She turned to us, ignoring his question at the moment,

"7:30, Where were we at 7:30?"

"I think we were on our way to Hagrid's…" I answered, still slightly confused.

She nodded and grabbed my arm, "Come on. Remember, we can't be seen."

With that she pulled me toward the opened doors and we ran through the halls, Harry following behind us. We crossed the courtyard and ran across the bridge.

"Hermione wait!" Harry shouted to the woman. We were just at the end when Hermione had slowed down to peer out. I did the same and was awe struck.

"Hermione, tell us what's going—"

I threw my hand over his mouth, and jerked my head over in the direction I had been staring at not too long ago. Standing there was us, along with Malfoy and his goons. Hermione had her wand pointed at the boy's throat, like she had earlier. I realized then that we traveled back in time.

"This is not normal." Harry replied as he moved my hand away. Hermione pulled us over to the wall and took out the device she used, "This is a time-turner. Professor McGonagall gave it to me first term. It's how I've been getting to my classes all year."

It made sense now, why she would be there beside us one minute and gone the next.

"Dumbledore obviously wanted us to return to this moment for a reason."

We peered back around the corner, just to see Hermione punch Malfoy in the face.

"Good punch." I chuckled. Hermione smiled, "Thanks."

Just then Malfoy was running toward us, "Quick, hide!" We ducked out of sight just as they ran past.

"Come on, let's go." I heard myself say. We crept over to the edge and watched as our past selves made their way to Hagrid's hut. As they passed, I noticed myself stop and walk towards Buckbeak.

"Do you remember what Dumbledore said?" Hermione turned to us, "He said if we succeeded tonight, more than one innocent life will be spared…"

"We can free Buckbeak!" I finished the witch's thought with a smile. She nodded, "Let's go." We headed down the path and made our way around the back of the giant gourds, peering behind them carefully. I could slightly hear Hagrid talking to us about Dumbledore from inside the house.

"Here they come." Harry said beside me. I turned in the direction he was looking. We could see Dumbledore, the minister, my mother and the executioner making their way to the hut.

"I better get going." He made to stand up, but Hermione grabbed his arm.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to free Buckbeak."

"They have to see Buckbeak first, otherwise Fudge will think Hagrid let him loose and get into big trouble." Hermione let him go as he stayed crouched.

"Scabbers your alive!" I turned my attention back to the window and saw Ron make his way to the half-giant for his rat.

"That's Peter Pettigrew…" I could hear the malice in his voice toward the man. I placed a hand on his.

"Harry, you can't."

"He betrayed my parents, Bambi! You can't expect me to just sit here."

"I understand how you feel, but you can't just storm in there with your past self still inside! It would cause to many problems, you heard what Dumbledore said."

"She's right Harry, awful things happen to wizard's who meddle with time." Hermione told the golden boy.

Just then Dumbledore's voice became clear and we could see the group of people arriving closer to the hut.

"Fudge is coming." Hermione noted, then looked back to the hut. "We aren't leaving…why aren't we leaving."

She looked down on top of the large pumpkin in front of her, I followed her line of sight. Sitting by the stem, was a small stone with a small fossilized shell in the middle of it; the same one, I remembered, we saw in Hagrid's hut. She grabbed the stone and then trough it into the open window, a loud smashing sound could be heard from inside the hut.

Well, that explained how that happened.

"Are you mad?" The ravenette asked the witch.

Following suit, I grabbed a pebble from where I was crouched and fired it toward the window. That one connected with the back of Harry's head.

"Ow…that hurt." He whispered, rubbing the back of his head as he watched his past self do the same.

"Sorry…" I flushed.

Just then Dumbledore had walked up to the door and knocked with his cane. Just as Hagrid opened the front door, we exited the back door.

"Hurry, back here!" Hermione whispered heading to the trees behind us. We hid out in there and watched as our past selves crouched were we had just been. I saw Bella sniff the air and turn in our direction, tilting her head. I placed my finger to my lips, signaling for her to stay quiet. She seemed to understand because she turned her attention back onto the me beside her.

"Is that really how my hair looks from the back?" I heard Hermione whisper next to me. I almost busted laughing, but I managed to keep it in. Then the four of us left, back along the path. As we emerged from our hiding spot, I heard voices coming from inside the hut. That meant the adults were all inside.

"Now's our chance." I turned to the other two, Hermione nudged Harry forward. He quietly raced over to the Hippogriff, but was hindered by the crows surrounding them. As Harry neared the creature, he bowed his head respectfully. Buckbeak returned the gesture. As Harry grabbed the chain Hermione moved toward the boy, I did as well but noticed something out of the corner of my eye. It was a small rack with six dead ferret's hanging on it.

I looked back over to the pair who was having trouble moving the hippogriff. The door to the hut had begun to open, when Dumbledore spoke, "Minister, perhaps I should sign the papers as well?"

"I believe that would be a great idea, don't you minister?" I heard my mother reply.

With that the door closed again, and the two in front of me attempted to get the creature moving once more. I went over and grabbed four of the ferrets, bringing them back over. I shook one in the line of sight of the creature, which perked up at the treat.

"Buckbeak, want a treat?" I smiled at the creature that slowly got up. "Come get the nice, dead ferret!" With that the Hippogriff bolted toward me, I threw the dead animal into the air and rushed to the line of trees. When I turned around, Buckbeak had just finished scarfing down the remnants of his snack and looked to me for another. I grabbed a second one and did the same as before.

"You got to come this way if you want it, sweetie!" and I made a mad dash into the foliage as I heard the creature trotting behind me. We went quite some ways, even with me having to stop to give Buckbeak his treat. It had gotten dark when we finally reached a clearing to which I gave him the final rodent.

"Good boy, you're such a smart and handsome creature!" I gently petted the creature's beak, to which it nuzzled me in return.

"Now what?" Harry asked.

Hermione told him, "To save Sirius."

"How?"

"No idea." She ran off, and we followed her. We didn't go very far, because when we left the safety of the trees, we had a clear view of the Whomping willow. I noticed the man that stood in front of it. I whispered to the others,

"Look, its Professor Lupin."

"Immobulus." He said pointing his wand at the tree. It stayed still as the werewolf made his way down the hole.

I sighed in annoyance, "That would have been handy to know." The other two chuckled. Just then a dark cloaked being came toward the willow.

"There's Snape." Hermione replied. He too made his way down the hole.

"Now we wait." Harry said sitting down by a tree. Me and Hermione followed, sitting on either side of him.

The night was calm, I laid down in the grass. I wanted to sleep but knew I couldn't. There were high pitched screeching noises and then bats flew overhead.

"Looks like someone's enjoying himself." Hermione laughed. I sat up and looked as Buckbeak would snatch a few bats from the air and eat them. I chuckled, as the last few bats that were able to escape flew past. It was quite for a few minutes before Harry spoke up, "Down by the lake, when I was with Sirius. I did see someone, they made the dementors go away."

"With a Patronus." Hermione interjected, "I heard Professor Snape telling Dumbledore. According to him, only a really powerful wizard could have conjured it and even then, the power had to have been a combination of magic between two wizards."

"It was my parents, they had to have conjured the Patronus together." I saw the small smile he gave at the thought.

"But Harry, they're—"

"Dead, I know." He interrupted the brunette, a frown now on his face. "I'm just telling you what I saw."

I reached for his hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. He looked at me and gave a small smile.

"Here we come." Hermione stated, standing up. We stood up with her. I looked to see me patching up Ron's leg. I looked up to him and I could see the irritation radiate off me.

"You see Sirius talking to me over there…He was asking me to live with him."

"That's wonderful, Harry." Hermione replied. I nodded in agreement.

"When we free him, I'll never have to go back to the Dursleys'. It'll just be me and him…We could live in the country; some place you can see the sky."

"That's sounds amazing." I told him, "I'm sure he'll like it, after being locked up in Azkaban for all those years."

Just then the peaceful night turned sour, as the DADA professor transformed into his werewolf form. We saw ourselves be knocked over, and Remus turning on me. I saw Bella be flung towards the others and then Sirius tackling Lupin.

"Come on. This way." Harry said and we ran off towards the direction of the two wolves. We stopped at a dirt path that showed the ravenette throwing a rock at the werewolf. Just as the creature neared the boy, I panicked and did the first thing that came to mind.

I howled. I felt Harry move to cover my mouth, asking, "What are you doing?!"

"Saving your life!" I replied, pushing his hands away from me. I howled again as the werewolf turned in our direction.

"…Thanks." He then started heading toward us. "…And now he's heading for us."

"…yeah, didn't think about that."

"Run!" Hermione yelled at us, running. We wasted no time in following the girl. As we made our way through the forest we hid behind a very large tree. As we slowly moved around it, I tripped and landed on the ground, rustling the leaves and twigs that were scattered. The man turned to me and growled.

I coward as the beast made to pounce on me, when a screeching noise filled the air and then seemed to appear in front of me. I looked up to see Buckbeak scaring away the werewolf. It turned around to look at me, tilting its head.

I couldn't help the smile that made its way across my face, "Oh, if I only had more dead ferrets for you, you beautiful Hippogriff you." It came over to me and nuzzled my cheek, "Thank you, Buckbeak." I hugged its neck and got up Harry and Hermione rushing over to me.

"Are you okay Bambi?" Hermione asked me, "That was so scary!"

"I'm fine, Mione."

Just then the wind picked up, I looked to the sky. There were so many dementors! We followed in the direction they were heading. We came across a frozen pond, Sirius seemed to be unconscious on the ground. Harry was standing, the dementors were draining him. I pulled out my wand and made to move forward, but Harry put his arm out.

"Don't worry, my mum and dad will come. They'll conjure the Patronus, any minute now."

We stood and watched for a while, but nothing happened; aside from more dementors swooping by and further draining Harry of his energy.

"Harry…no one's coming." I reasoned with the wizard.

"No, they will. You'll see."

I placed a hand on his shoulder and turned him to face me, "Harry, you're dying! Let me help, please!" I begged with the boy. He seemed to cave as he pulled out his wand and moved to the edge of the frozen lake.

"Expecto Patronum." It worked but not nearly enough to drive them all away, I ran to stand next to him.

"Let's do it, together." He nodded and we both raised our wands and said at the same time,

"Expecto Patronum!" The world seemed to stop as a bright light emitted from both our wands. It shot forward and banished all the dementors away. Just as it had started the light slowly began to fade. The air was quiet, except for our panting. I could feel my legs shaking again, I made to move forward and almost collapsed. Harry had reached out to me, to hold me up.

"Are you okay?" He asked me, breathless.

I nodded, "I'm fine." I made to take a step forward and almost fell again.

"You're still not a very good liar." Harry smirked at me. I shook my head, smiling.

"We should get going." I turned to the witch behind us, "We don't have much time left."

"How are we going to get there?" I asked. Before she could say anything, a screech was heard and Buckbeak landed gracefully in front of us. I felt my self being lifted and carried to the Hippogriff.

Once there he placed me on the hippogriffs back then climbed on himself, behind me. Hermione climbing on behind him. Once everyone was settled in, Buckbeak took off into the sky.

One the way to the dark tower Harry yelled, "You were right, Hermione. It wasn't my parents I saw, it was Bambi and me! I knew we could do it, because I saw us do it before! Does that make any sense?!"

"No!" The witch screamed, "but I don't like fly—" the last part was cut short with Hermione screaming. We had dived down to get closer to the school and Sirius' holding cell. I couldn't speak for the witch, but I found it rather enjoyable. When we landed, we raced to find the door. Once we did, Hermione cast a spell that broke open the lock and all four of us rode on the back of Buckbeak to the school courtyard.

Once we landed Harry and Sirius were the first two off the creature. Sirius helping Hermione off, then Harry helping me off.

Sirius turned to us with a big smile, "I'll be eternally grateful to you, the three of you."

"I want to go with you." Harry spoke to his godfather.

"One day, perhaps. For some time, unfortunately my life will be too unpredictable." He reached for the boy shoulders, "Besides, your meant to be here."

"But your innocent."

"And you know it." He sat Harry down on a nearby bench and kneeled before him. "And that will have to do, for now."

He paused and held the boy's face in his hands. "I'm sure you're tired of hearing this, but you look so much like your father. Except your eyes…You have—"

"My mother's eyes." Harry smiled to the man. Sirius then turned to look up at me, "And your friend here is practically her spitting image. It's uncanny how much she looks like Lily when we were younger."

With that he turned back the Gryffindor, "Its seems almost cruel that I got to spend so much time with Lily and James, and you spent so little. But know this: the ones that really love us, never really leave us."

I smiled at the kind words the Animagus spoke. With that he got up and walked over to the Hippogriff. He mounted the creature's back and said to Hermione, "You really are the brightest witch of your age."

With that he and Buckbeak took off into the night sky. The chime of the giant clock could be heard.

"We have to go. Come on." Hermione told us, we sprinted through the castle back to the hospital wing. Just as we arrived at the closed door, Dumbledore had stood in front of it, back turned to us. We stopped just as he turned around.

"Well?" He asked.

"We did it. He's free." Harry told the old wizard.

"Did what?" He started his way down the steps. "Goodnight." He told us with a smile and wink.

I returned the smile, "Goodnight, Headmaster."

The other two were slightly puzzled at the man's actions but pressed forward. As the door opened, we saw ourselves in the center of the room and then vanished.

Ron looked over at us dumbstruck. "How did you get there?... I was talking to you over there," He pointed to where we were originally, "and now you're there." He pointed to where we stood now.

Hermione turned to us, with a smile, "What's he talking about?"

Harry shrugged, playing along, "I don't know."

I walked over to the red head, "Honestly, Ronald. How can anyone be in two places at once?" I patted his leg with the cast on it, to which he replied with a pained gasp.

"I think this bite has gone to your head."

It was the final week of Hogwarts and everyone was preparing to leave. I happened to see Harry. He told me he wanted to see Professor Lupin, so I agreed to go with him. We walked to the room and walked up the steps to his office to see him packing. Harry made to knock on the door, but it seemed the teacher knew we were there,

"Hello, Harry. Bambi." He turned to us with a smile. His face was littered with scratches. He pointed to the splayed out map on the desk, "I saw you two coming."

He cast his wand to the small chest by the door and it closed itself up.

"You've been sacked." Harry pointed out.

"No, I resigned." He sighed tearing up an old document, I presumed.

"Resigned, why?" I asked this time.

"Well, it would seem someone let slip the nature of my condition. This time tomorrow, owls will be sent to parents of students here. And I can imagine many would not like the idea of someone, like me teaching their children."

"But Dumbledore—"

"He's already risked enough on my behalf." Lupin interrupted the Gryffindor. "Besides, people like me are, well…" He paused for a while then said, "Well, I'm used to it by now."

There was silence as Lupin continued to put items away, he looked over at Harry, "Why do you look so miserable, Harry?"

"None of it made any difference. Pettigrew still escaped."

"Didn't make any difference? Harry it made all the difference in the world! You uncovered the truth. You saved an innocent man from a terrible fate."

He let out a chuckle, "I think it made a great deal of difference…and if I am proud of anything, it is of how much you learned this year." He smiled to the boy. As he grabbed his bag to head to the door, he replied, "Since I am no longer your teacher, I feel no guilt as to give this back to you." He gestured to the Marauders' map.

"So now I will say good bye, Harry. To you as well Bambi." He turned to me and smiled. I felt tears in my eyes and hugged the man.

"Goodbye to you too, Professor." The man was still for a minute before I felt his hand pat my back.

I let go of the man, smiled gently at me, "I am sure we will meet again soon." and then left the room. As we left to enter the Grand hall many of the Gryffindors crowded around Ron. He had an object in his hands that he placed on the table. Neville saw us and ran over.

"Harry. Were ever did you get it?" we looked to the boy confused.

"Get what?" I asked. Before I could be answered Seamus came up to Harry as well.

"Can I have a go on it, Harry? After you, of course!"

We made our way down to the Gryffindor table to where Ron stood.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked. I looked to Ron who had a semi-guilt look on his face.

"I didn't mean to open it, Harry. It was badly wrapped. They made me do it!" He pointed to the Weasley twins and Sammy.

"Did not!" The three replied at once.

Harry peeled back the paper and saw a brand new broom. But not just any broom, "It's a Firebolt." I told him in awe.

"It's the fastest broom in the world!" Fred added.

"For me?" Harry asked astonished, "…but who sent it?"

"No one knows." Ron answered. Hermione held up a large greyish-white feather.

"This came with it."

Harry grabbed the broom, "Let's test it out."

With that we raced out to the courtyard, along with most of the Gryffindor class. Many of them egged him on.

"Go on, Gryffindor. Show them how it's done." I smirked at the boy. He nodded and mounted the broom. Not even given the chance to kick off the ground the broom zoomed into the air.

Everyone cheered for the boy. I couldn't help the smile, or the blush on my face. This boy sure was something.


Hope you enjoyed this Chapter, it took me a while to edit; though there might still be some slight mistakes ^-^' Hope you still enjoyed it anyway!