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Chapter 14: Knight Bus and Chocolate

After Rose and Harry's birthday, the three British wizards continued to enjoy their holiday in Italy. However, all good things must come to an end, and they were nearing the end of August.

That's why they found themselves standing in the muggle airport in Rome. They sat in the sitting area near the gate until their plane arrived.

"There's a decent sized cottage out in Wales that my family owns," Sirius said as he sat in between them. He looked quite aristocratic with his clean black hair pulled into a ponytail at the nape of his neck, sharp features, sunglasses, and white muggle suit. "There's also Potter Manor out by Scotland."

"I'd prefer the cottage," Harry replied. Dressed in a loose red shirt and a pair of jeans, he looked just like an average teenaged boy.

"Can we at least check out the Manor?" Rose asked. She was wearing a short grass green sundress with a white head ban re straining her hair. On her lap was a large brown bag where Gwaine was sleeping in with her purple purse on her shoulder. Hedwig was on her way to England with her own wings since she refused to go into enter a plane.

"Flight 394, boarding," A voice announced through the intercom.

"That's ours," Harry said. The trio got up with their carry-ons and made their way to the gate. Since they had gotten first class tickets, they boarded the plane really quickly.

"So once we touched down in London, you have to transform into Lancelot," Rose stated.

"Of course, it also helps that I look nothing like my mug shot now," Sirius remarked.

"I wouldn't say that too loudly," Harry said. At that moments the flight attendant appeared and began to read the safety instruction.

"I have to say, muggles must have their own form of magic," Sirius muttered as the plane took off. Rose smiled and rested her head on Harry's shoulder. Her eyelids drooped and she dozed off to sleep.

Four hours later, Rose was shaken awake by her brother.

"We're here," Harry said. Rose absent mindedly nodded her head and reached over to her purse. Gwaine meowed at her.

"C'mon, pups," Sirius said as he ushered the children out. They didn't wait long to exit the plane since they were in the front of the plane.

They held their breaths in anticipation as they entered the London International Airport. They had heard over the wireless radio that the muggles had been informed of the escaped criminal Sirius Black. They were given his Azkaban mug shot which was one of a thing screaming man with long filthy hair and a wiry beard. They were smart enough to get him a fake passport (the miracles that money could do).

But would any muggles notice that Sirius Black was walking among them?

The answer was no.

No one said a word or even gave Sirius a second glance much to their relief. They went through customs smoothly (Sirius flirted with the lady working there), and got their luggage.

If any outsider was watching them, they would see what looked like a small family with either a father or uncle and a pair of siblings. They would also see this trio walk towards a janitor's closet. Then their uncle or dad, whoever he was, stepped into the closet while the children waited. Moments would pass until the door opened again. Instead of the tall man in the white suit, a large dark haired dog came out. The two children didn't seem to bat an eyelash at the dog. Rather, the girl pulled out a large collar and leash and strapped it around the dog's neck.

Fortunately, no one was watching. Expect for a small boy who would later publish a fictional book series about the daring adventures of two siblings and their transforming guardian. It would later become a movie along with a series of collectible dolls and possibly a spin off television series.

"It was called the Knight Bus, right?" Harry asked again. Lancelot barked in agreement.

"Yeah, we just have go out to the street and call for it," Rose confirmed. They walked through the streets in attempt to find a part that wasn't crowded with muggles or cars. They had to walk for a good seventeen minutes before they found a deserted road. Harry stuck his arm out and said:

"Knight Bus."

There was a deafening BANG, and Harry Rose threw up their hands to shield their eyes against a sudden blinding light -

They moved away from the road, just in time. A second later, a gigantic pair of wheels and headlights screeched to a halt exactly where there were. They belonged to a triple-decker, violently purple bus, which had appeared out of thin air. Gold lettering over the windshield spelled 'The Knight Bus'.

Then a conductor in a purple uniform leapt out of the bus and began to speak loudly to them:

"Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. We can take you anywhere you want to go. My name is Stan Shunpike, and I will be your conductor toda -"

He stopped in the middle of his sentence, and looked at the pair. His small brown eyes flicked to the large black dog, Rose's hair, and Harry's forehead. Harry quickly flatted his bangs in front of his forehead.

"So, who ya are?" Stan said, his professional demeanor dropped.

"Neville Longbottom," Harry said. Rose stifled a laugh at his words.

"Daphne Greengrass," Rose said with a smile.

"Well, Daphne, Neville, watcha ya waiting for? Come on board!" Stan stand as he ushered them inside. He went to lift up their trunks which and they climbed inside of the large decker bus. Inside instead of rows of chairs there were rows of white cots. The inside of the bus had three stories with a large chandelier in the center of it.

"Ernie! It's daytime, turn the chairs on!" Stan shouted at an elderly wizard with thick glasses who sat in front of a steering wheel. He flipped a lever and the cots disappeared and were replaced by rows of blue bus chairs. Stan set down their trunk while the twins went to sit. Lancelot climbed onto a chair.

"Where to?" Stan asked.

"Diagon Alley," Rose told him.

"Ya heard the girl, Ern!" Stan shouted at Ernie. Ernie flipped another lever and –BANG!

They were thundering along the streets. Rose sat up and watched buildings and benches squeezing themselves out of the Knight Bus's way.

Ern slammed on the brakes and the Knight Bus skidded to a halt in front of a small and shabby- looking pub, the Leaky Cauldron, behind which lay the magical entrance to Diagon Alley.

"Thanks," Harry said to Ern. He gave Harry a toothless grin. Stan helped them out again by carrying their trunks. Rose paid the man for the trip and then –BANG! The Knight Bus was gone again.

"Hi, Tom," Both Potters greeted him as they entered the pub.

"Good to see ya so soon, tots," Tom greeted them.

"Could we get a room for two nights?" Rose asked. Tom grinned and was as helpful like he always was. He led them upstairs to the inn into to same room they got last time. As soon as Tom left, Lancelot went to the bathroom and came out as Lancelot a moment later.

"So, Rose," He said as he sat down on one of the four poster beds. "What's your big plan to sneak me into Hogwarts?"

At that moment, Hedwig came flying through an open window and landed on Harry's shoulder. She hooted cheerfully and nipped at his ear.

"Hey, girl," Harry greeted his loyal familiar.

"Rose," Sirius repeated. The red haired girl smiled and petted the snowy owl on her brother's shoulder.

"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a blond, Sirius?" Rose asked.

Twenty minutes later, Sirius Black was sitting with a towel around his shoulder as Rose rubbed some sort of bad smelling goop on his head.

Harry was laughing loudly in the background.

"Now, I see why you refuse to tell me what was going on," Sirius grumbled.

"So what's going to happen is that you're going to stay as Lancelot, but as a blond Lancelot in case anyone in Hogwarts had any memories or recollection of you as a dog," Rose explained. "And then we're going to get Dobby and Bubble to take you over to Hogsmeade on September 1st. We'll meet you at the train station there when we get off. Then Harry's gonna put his invisibility cloak over you and we'll sneak you through."

"Where will I stay while at Hogwarts?" He asked.

"Have you ever met Hagrid?" Harry asked.

"Yes," he eyed the twins suspiciously. "I lend him my motorcycle once. Haven't gotten it back yet."

"Well, Hagrid is quite fond of dogs," Rose said as she smiled sweetly.

"I think I understand where this is going," Sirius grumbled. "You want me to stay with Hagrid while you lot find Pettigrew."

"Exactly, and then once it's all done, we'll sneak you out again during the first Hogsmeade trip and you can apparated away," Rose said. "And then we'll just have to comfort Hagrid on the disappearance of his latest pet."

"I think it's a good plan," Harry remarked.

"Yeah, well at least you don't have to look like a Malfoy," Sirius grumbled. Rose frowned and tugged at a lock of his hair. "Ow! You pulled my hair!"

"Draco Malfoy is our good friend," Rose scolded him. Sirius pouted and rolled his eyes.

"Are you sure Padfoot is going to turn blond?" Sirius asked.

"Who's Padfoot?" Harry asked. Sirius smiled nostalgically.

"When we were in school," Sirius started. He stared at the floor with his grey eyes flooding with emotion. "Your father and I and our friends gave nicknames to each other. I was Padfoot and James was Prongs. Our friend was Moony, and that rat was Wormtail." He spat out the last name. A silence filled the room which was quite normal whenever Sirius brought up his times in school.

An hour passed and Sirius stepped out of the room with his newly washed yellow hair.

"I look terrible," Sirius grumbled. Rose and Harry laughed.

"I love it," Harry chuckled. Sirius shot him a glare. He really did look strange with the blonde hair.

"How long is this thing gonna last?" Sirius asked. He directed the question at Rose who couldn't look at him and keep a straight face.

"Ten months. It's a Madam Kathleen's Magical Hair Coloring Solution," Rose said. Sirius ran his hand through his hair and then transformed.

In front of them was Lancelot. But now he was completely yellow. He looked a lot less menacing as a blonde dog.

"You look like a golden retriever," Harry stated. Lancelot rolled his eyes.

"Listen, Sirius, you're going to have to stay like Lancelot from now on," Rose said. "We don't want anyone seeing you or overhearing you. We've already risk enough already." Lancelot gave a pout (how the hell does a dog do that), but reluctantly nodded his head.

The next day passed fairly quickly since Rose and Harry were asleep for most of it. The jet lag along with the time difference did nothing to help them. Fortunately, they had enough energy to get new school robes, school books, and school supplies.

Then, August 31st arrived. Rose was awake at dawn once again. She waited until seven am to wake up Harry and Sirius.

"Rossseee," Harry whined. Rose rolled her eyes and grabbed him and pulled him out of the bed.

"C'mon, we're going to get to see our friends," Rose said. That seemed to perk Harry up a bit, so he was finally able to move out of bed.

A few hours later, they were sitting at Florean and Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. Harry had decided to be adventurous and chose a peanut butter and jelly flavored ice cream with sliced bananas. Rose decided to stick with triple chocolate fudge.

"Harry! Rose!" The twins turned around to see Hermione and Ron running up to them. They nearly dropped their ice cream as their friends hugged them tightly.

"Mione, I've missed you so much," Rose said as she wrapped her arms around the brunette. Hermione had physically changed over the summer. The girl had grown a good four inches and was now taller than Rose. Her skin was tanned a nice caramel color than went nicely with her hair. Rose also noticed that Hermione had filled out into her figure and looked quite good in her tank top and shorts.

"I've missed you too! You look so good," Hermione responded. Rose had only grown an inch or two. Her hair had gotten longer and a bit curlier. She also filled out as well though it was unnoticed beneath the oversized yellow sweater and shorts.

"Finally!" said Ron, grinning at Harry as he sat down with them. "We went to the Leaky Cauldron, but they said you'd left, and we went to Flourish and Blotts, and Madam Malkin's." The ginger boy was now towering over all of them. He somehow got thinner and his nose got longer. His pants were obviously getting short since they ended inches above his ankle. Harry beamed brightly. He grew a good five inches as well but still seemed small next to Ron.

"We already got our supplies yesterday," Harry said.

"We're also staying in the Leaky Cauldron tonight as well. So we can all go to Kings Cross together," Ron added.

Hermione nodded, beaming. "Mum and Dad dropped me off this morning with all my Hogwarts things."

"Brilliant!" said Rose happily. "So, have you got all your new books and stuff?"

"Look at this," said Ron, pulling a long thin box out of a bag and opening it. "Brand-new wand. Fourteen inches, willow, containing one unicorn tail-hair. And we've got all our books -" He pointed at a large bag under his chair. "What about those Monster Books, eh? The assistant nearly cried when we said we wanted two."

"What's all that, Hermione?" Rose asked, pointing at not one but three bulging bags in the chair next to her.

"Well, I'm taking more new subjects than you, aren't I?" said Hermione. "Those are my books for Arithmancy, Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, the Study of Ancient Runes, and Muggle Studies-"

"What are you doing Muggle Studies for?" said Ron, rolling his eyes at Harry and Rose. "You're Muggle- born! Your mum and dad are Muggles! You already know all about Muggles!"

"But it'll be fascinating to study them from the wizarding point of view," said Hermione earnestly.

"I can't remember if I chose Arithmancy or Ancient Runes so I had to buy both books," Rose told Hermione.

"At least we'll have that class together," Hermione said.

"Are you planning to eat or sleep at all this year, Hermione?" asked Harry, while Ron sniggered. Hermione and Rose ignored them.

"I've still have ten Galleons," she said, checking her purse. "It's my birthday in September, and Mum and Dad gave me some money to get myself an early birthday present."

"How about a nice book?" Ron said innocently. Rose kicked him beneath the table.

"No, I don't think so," said Hermione composedly. "I really want a familiar. I mean, Harry's got Hedwig, Rose's got Gwaine, and you've got Errol -"

"I haven't," said Ron. "Errol's a family owl. All I've got is Scabbers."

"Where is Scabbers by the way, Ron?" Rose asked with an impassive face. Ron frowned.

"The stupid rat got himself lost," Ron grumbled. "He's probably somewhere in my trunk or something." Rose frowned and Harry fidgeted slightly.

"Hermione, why don't we go get your pet? There's a magical creature shop just over there," said Rose.

So they paid for their ice cream and crossed the street to the Magical Menagerie.

There wasn't much room inside. Every inch of wall was hidden by cages. It was smelly and very noisy because the occupants of these cages were all squeaking, squawking, jabbering, or hissing. The witch behind the counter was already advising a wizard on the care of double-ended newts, so Harry, Ron, and Hermione waited, examining the cages.

"Hello there, little one," Rose greeted a small black snake. It looked up confused and fluttered open its eyes. It had stunning bright green eyes.

"Are you talking to me, Missss," the small snake hissed back.

"Yes, what's your name?" Rose asked. Harry, Hermione, and Rose had scattered off examining owls and some cats.

"I don't have one," the snake replied. "I'm a boy, but I've never been called anything."

"How about Arthur?" Rose asked. The snake cocked its head to the side as he considered the name. Finally he nodded his head.

"Are you gonna buy me?" Arthur asked. Rose bit her lip. Should she buy the little snake? She already had Gwaine and then there's Lancelot. Alright so maybe he was technically Sirius, but she still considered Lancelot as her pet. What would Hogwarts say? Would she even be allowed to get a second pet let alone a snake?

"Please," Arthur begged. He widen his green eyes. Rose groaned. How could she say no now? Why did that little snake have to have her brother's eyes?

"Fine," Rose responded. Arthur gave little shrieks of joy. Rose picked up the small cage and went to the counter. The double-ended newts' guy had left.

As soon as she purchased the small snake she turned to see that Ron, Harry, and Hermione had come back.

"Another pet, Rose, really?" Harry said. Rose pouted.

"I couldn't say no, look at his little eyes," Rose gestured to the snake. Ron flinched.

"You're mental," Ron said and then turned to Hermione. She was holding a large orange fur ball in her hands. "More mental than you are." Hermione rolled her eyes.

After Hermione had paid for her new cat, Crookshank, they made their way back to the Leaky Cauldron. Mr. Weasley were sitting in the pub reading the paper. On the front was the mug shot of a certain dark hair wizard.

"They still haven't got him yet, dad?" Ron asked.

"No," said Mr. Weasley, looking extremely grave. "They've pulled us all off our regular jobs at the Ministry to try and find him, but no luck so far."

"Would we get a reward if we caught him?" asked Ron. "It'd be good to get some more money -"

"Don't be ridiculous, Ron," said Mr. Weasley, who on closer inspection looked very strained. "Black's not going to be caught by a thirteen-year-old wizard. It's the Azkaban guards who'll get him back, you mark my words." Rose and Harry both shot each other a look and frowned.

At that moment Mrs. Weasley entered the bar, laden with shopping bags and followed by the twins, Fred and George, who were about to start their fifth year at Hogwarts; the newly elected Head Boy, Percy; and the Weasleys' youngest child and only girl, Ginny.

Ginny promptly dropped her bags and ran to Rose. The small redhead wrapped her arms around the older redhead.

"Good to see you too, Ginny," Rose laughed. Ginny seemed even more attached to Rose and was even more awkward around Harry (probably because they saved her life last year). She barely let out a 'Hello' to him.

As soon as Ginny let go of her, Fred and George held her in a bone crushing hug.

"Splendid to see you, Rose!" One of them said. She couldn't tell who.

"And you too, Harry!" The other said. They finally let her go and stood by her side with their arms around her shoulders.

"Hello, Harry, Rose, dear," said Mrs. Weasley, depositing her shopping in an empty chair. "I suppose you've heard our exciting news?" She pointed to the brand-new silver badge on Percy's chest as she wrapped an arm around him. "Second Head Boy in the family!" she said, swelling with pride.

"And last," Fred muttered under his breath.

"I don't doubt that," said Mrs. Weasley, frowning suddenly. She glanced at Ron before quickly looking back at the twins. "I notice they haven't made you two prefects."

"What do we want to be prefects for?" said George, looking revolted at the very idea. "It'd take all the fun out of life."

Ginny giggled, and Rose bit back a smirk.

"You want to set a better example for your sister!" snapped Mrs. Weasley.

"Ginny's got other brothers to set her an example, Mother," said Percy loftily. "I'm going up to change for dinner..."

He disappeared and George heaved a sigh.

"We tried to shut him in a pyramid," he told Harry and Rose. "But Mum spotted us."

Dinner that night was a very enjoyable affair. Tom the innkeeper put three tables together in the parlor, and the seven Weasleys, the Potter twins, and Hermione ate their way through five delicious courses.

"How're we getting to King's Cross tomorrow, Dad?" asked Fred as they dug into a sumptuous chocolate pudding.

"The Ministry's providing a couple of cars," said Mr. Weasley. Everyone looked up at him.

"Why?" said Percy curiously?

"It's because of you, Perce," said George seriously. "And there'll be little flags on the hoods, with HB on them"

"- for Humongous Bighead," said Fred. Everyone except Percy and Mrs. Weasley snorted into their pudding.

"Why are the Ministry providing cars, Father?" Percy asked again, in a dignified voice.

"I work there, they're doing me a favor," said Mr. Weasley,

His voice was casual, but Rose couldn't help noticing that Mr. Weasley's ears had gone red, just like Ron's did when he was under pressure.

"Good thing, too," said Mrs. Weasley briskly. "Do you realize how much luggage you've all got between you? A nice sight you'd be on the Muggle Underground... You are all packed, aren't you?"

Rose nodded her head along with everyone else. Arthur, who was hiding in her sweater, slithered up at the movement. Rose gently and quickly pushed the snake down as he tried to peek his head out from her sweater.

After dinner, everyone returned to their room to sleep. Rose and Harry snuggled up together in one bed for the last time while Lancelot snoozed at their feet.

The next morning, Rose woke up at her usual time at dawn. She showered got dressed, and then summoned Bubble.

"Good morning, m'lady," Bubble greeted her.

"Hello, Bubble," Rose responded. Arthur slithered around her shoulder and peeked up at the elf. The little snake, who was only about six inches long, had enjoyed crawling into Rose's shirts and sweaters and staying there. Rose was a great source of heat.

"M'lady, got a new pet," Bubble said. Gwaine chose this time to wake up and stalk towards Rose. The black cat rubbed against her legs. Bubble giggled.

"C'mon, miss giggles, do you know what you're supposed to do?" Rose asked. Bubble nodded her head eagerly.

"Yes, m'lady," Bubble responded. "Dobby and Bubble is taking Mr. Siry as 'Lot to Hogsmeade laters in the day."

A few hours later, Harry was awake and ready. They sat together in the pub with their trunks and pet cages as they waited for the Weasleys. You could hear the hustle and shouts as the family got ready and sorted out. Hermione quickly came down with her trunk and Crookshank.

As soon as the seven Weasleys came down, two old fashion green cars were waiting outside. Mr. Weasley and the two drivers added him in shoveling all their trunks inside. They all piled into the cars which were charms to be bigger on the inside. Rose had Gwaine on her lap while Arthur laid on her shoulders. Hermione had Crookshank on her lap. Harry had Hedwig in her cage on his lap as well.

They got to Kings Cross quite fast. The Ministry drivers pilled all of their trunks into separate trolleys. Once done they sent a salute to Mr. Weasley and to Harry as well, oddly enough.

They were able to get onto Platform 9 ¾ quite uneventfully. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley said bye to them. The mother made sure to give everyone a large hug and a kiss on the cheek including Rose, Harry, and Hermione.

Once they were done, they got into the train as they tried to find a compartment. Fred and George ran off to find Lee Jordon while Ginny wanted to find a friend of hers (someone named Laura or Lola or something).

"How about this one?" Harry asked as they passed a compartment.

"No, I think someone's in there," Rose said. True to her words, there was a man in there dress in shabby robes and fast asleep. A large old truck was placed in the overhead compartment with faint initials of R.J.L.

"Didn't Draco say that we wanted to meet us in the back of the train?" Hermione said. That was true. So they made their way to the back of the train. They opened the last train to find Draco Malfoy sitting comfortably by the window.

"Took you lot long enough," Draco drawled.

"Come here, you little slime ball," Rose beamed as she hugged the blond boy.

"Eh, there's no more gel in my hair," Draco responded as he hugged her.

"He's right," Ron said as he ruffled Draco's hair. Draco frowned and tried to fix his hair again. He didn't have the chance since Hermione attacked him with a hug.

"You've gotten thinner," Hermione commented as she touched his pale cheek. "You need to remember to eat more."

"Nice to see you too," Draco responded. He turned to greet Harry.

"Still short, Scarhead," He teased. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Get over yourself, Malfoy," Harry said lightheartedly.

They all settled down into their seats. They exchanged stories about their summer vacations and everything else they thought important to mention. The trolley lady came by and they purchased their usual treats.

A few hours passed and everyone had dozed off a bit. Rose stayed awake with her head resting against the window.

"Ow," Rose mumbled as she flinched away from the window. The glass turned white as frost covered it. Suddenly there was a jerk, and the train suddenly stopped.

"What the fu-"Ron said as he was thrown across the compartment and landed on Draco's lap.

"We can't be there yet," said Hermione, checking her watch.

"So why're we stopping?" Draco said as he pushed Ron off him.

The train was getting slower and slower. As the noise of the pistons fell away, the wind and rain sounded louder than ever against the windows.

Harry, who was nearest the door, got up to look into the corridor. All along the carriage, heads were sticking curiously out of their compartments.

The train came to a stop with a jolt, and distant thuds and bangs told them that luggage had fallen out of the racks. Then, without warning, all the lamps went out and they were plunged into total darkness.

"'What's going on?" said Ron's voice from behind Harry.

"Ouch!" gasped Hermione. "Ron that was my foot!"

"Draco that's my hair you're holding onto."

"Sorry."

Harry felt his way back to his seat.

"D'you think we've broken down?" That was Rose.

"Dunno..." Rose frowned. Through the darkness she could faintly see Ron wiping a patch clean on the window and peering out.

"There's something moving out there," Ron said. "I think people are coming aboard..."

The compartment door suddenly opened and someone fell painfully over Harry's legs.

"Sorry - d'you know what's going on? - Ouch – sorry"

"Hullo, Neville," said Harry, feeling around in the dark and pulling Neville up by his cloak.

"Harry? Is that you? What's happening?"

"No idea - sit down -"

"I'm going to go and ask the driver what's going on," came Hermione's voice. Harry felt her pass him, heard the door slide open again, and then a thud and two loud squeals of pain.

"Who's that?"

"Who's that?"

"Ginny?"

"Hermione?"

"What are you doing?"

"I was looking for Ron -"

"Come in and sit down -"

"Not here!" said Harry hurriedly. "I'm here!" There was more shuffling.

"Ouch!" said Neville.

"Get off my lap," Draco hissed.

"Sorry." That was Ron.

"Shhh!" Rose hissed at everyone. Suddenly everyone stopped moving. Through the silence they could hear a hissing sound. There was a creaking as the compartment door slid open. Rose quickly held onto the first person she could hold onto.

Then the compartment door slid open.

Standing in the doorway, illuminated by the frosted window, was a cloaked figure that towered to the ceiling. Its face was completely hidden beneath its hood. Rose felt her stomach twist into knots as she clamp onto whoever it was next to her. There was a hand protruding from the cloak and it was glistening, grayish, slimy-looking, and scabbed, like something dead that had decayed in water...

But it was visible only for a split second. As though the creature beneath the cloak sensed their gaze, the hand was suddenly withdrawn into the folds of its black cloak.

And then the thing beneath the hood, whatever it was, drew a long, slow, rattling breath, as though it were trying to suck something more than air from its surroundings.

An intense cold swept over them all. The cold went deeper than her skin. It was inside her chest, it was inside her very heart...

Rose felt like she was drowning into a vat of ice water. She shivered and shook. The only think keeping her warm was the hand she was holding onto.

Then she heard a scream. It was her brother's scream. Every piece of her stood on ends at the sound. She tried to move towards him but felt like shards of ice were holding her back.

Then the screams were replaced by a woman's scream. A flash of green light filled her vision and the screaming got louder and then suddenly died down. She wanted to help whoever that was. She needed to help them… but she was surrounded by fog, a thick fog that clung to her like chains.

Suddenly the cold feeling was gone and it was replaced by a bright, warm light.

Rose opened her eyes to see that, that thing was gone and replaced by it was a man. He stood with his wand pointed out and dressed in long shabby robes. Rose turned to her friends to see them coming back to reality. The only person left was Harry who was lying unconscious on the ground.

Rose fell to the floor, ignoring the fact that she had been holding onto Neville. She grabbed her brother and shook him slightly.

"Harry! Harry! Are you all right?" Green eyes fluttered opened and stared back up at her. The lights flickered on.

"Wha?" Harry mumbled. Rose and Ron quickly heaved Harry back onto the compartment chair.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked nervously.

"Yeah," said Harry, looking quickly toward the door. The hooded creature had vanished. "What happened? Where's that - that thing? Who screamed?"

"No one screamed," said Hermione.

Harry looked around the bright compartment. Ginny, Neville, and Draco looked back at him, both very pale.

"I heard the screaming too," Rose said softly. She sat next to her brother and held him tightly.

A loud snap made them all jump. The man in the doorway was breaking an enormous slab of chocolate into pieces. He had sandy hair that reached his ears in odd layers. Faded white scars decorated his tan face and he had warm amber colored eyes.

"Here," he said. He handed the slabs of chocolate to everyone in the compartment. He made sure to give Rose and Harry slightly larger chunks. "Eat it. It'll help."

Rose accepted the chocolate and nibbled at it. Harry stared at it solemnly.

"What was that thing?" he asked the man.

"A dementor," he said. "One of the dementors of Azkaban." Rose felt her stomach do flips again. What were those monsters doing anywhere near them?

Everyone stared at him. He crumpled up the empty chocolate wrapper and put it in his pocket.

"Eat," he repeated. "It'll help. I need to speak to the driver, excuse me..."

"Wait!" Rose called out as he was about to leave. He turned back to face her. "Who are you?"

The man gave her a small smile.

"Remus Lupin," He answered. "I'm the new Defense against the Dark Arts professor." With that Rose's godfather turned around and made his way to the front of the train.

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