Turns out I'm allowed to play Quidditch this time as Katie Belle fell ill. Poor sole I really like her she's a sweet person. I was pulling on my Quidditch uniform when I wondered if father would be there to watch me? He better be... He doesn't have an excuse and the,

"Just because it's raining..."

Shite isn't going to work on me. I tied up my hair and pulled out the goggle things Oliver gave me. What the bloody fuck are these things? They are the most unattractive things ever. I sighed heavily as the rain slashed down. Fucking rain... Hate the bloody stuff sometimes...

I picked up my broom and made my way out of the room and to the small hall if you could even call it that. I leaned on the wall and closed my eyes. I can't seem to get rid of what I saw in the fire that night. It's been burned into my eyes... I hate it!

I felt someone's presence and crack open an eye. I grinned.

"Hey." I said quietly as he leaned down and kissed me, messing up my hair. I pulled away and started laughing. He smiled.

"What are you smiling about?" I asked as a huge gust of wind hit the small wooden building. He brushed my hair away and said in barely a whisper,

"I love your laugh..."

Fuck sake he always makes me blush. It's so annoying yet marks something good about him. Makes me smile that's for sure. Someone cleared their throat and Fred and I looked round to see the rest of the team staring at us. Oliver clapped his hands. Fred rolled his eyes a stepped back again.

"You two concentrate please?" Oliver whined and I smiled.

"Calm down Oliver... Just cuz your jealous." I joked as I walked passed him. God he blushed quicker than I do. That's saying something else. Anyway now was time to concentrate.

Let's just say this game was a whole lot more difficult than I would have hoped. At least father came to watch. I really miss my father. I know he loves teaching and things but I miss him being my father...

Anyway I got a few goals for us and then saw the Hufflepuff Seeker come flying down from the sky but no Harry.

Come on Harry.

We were loosing and that was not fun especially when it was Hufflepuff... Fucking badgers... I mean no doubts about it, most of them are nice, down to earth people but most of them are snobby bastards as I've said before. I don't care that I repeat myself.

Anyway the match was going far quicker than anyone wanted it to... And still there was no sign of Harry. Please don't be dead! That's all I have to say. While I was out of it a freaking Bludger game charging towards me. My eyes went wide but the last thing I know was a very familiar voice was swearing his head off.

Fucking hell my was hurts. What the bloody hell happened? It was like my brain had been smashed into the left side of my skull and then fell back into the middle. I groaned loudly and there was a slight sound of laughter. I opened my eyes slowly. Harry looked rather worse for ware and I looked at Ron's arms.

"Harry your broom! What happened?"

Fred had a tight hold of my hand and George was at my left side near my head. Ron and Hermione were inbetween the two beds.

"You got hit pretty hard in the head with a Bludger... Fred wasn't happy at all. Never heard him say that many different things at once... And then minutes later Harry fell probably 50 possibly 100 feet through the air and landed on the ground-" George was rambling and really I couldn't be arsed. I waved him to stop their and he looked away from everyone as he went red. Yeah I saw him. Ha!

"Who... Who won?"

"Hufflepuff won." Hermione said sadly, and I sighed heavily. Well that's fucking great isn't it? My first ever Quidditch match and I got myself injured and we fucking lost... I was pretty gutted actually.

"Move! Goodness let them rest you lot get out now."

Hmm trust Madam Pomfrey to get pissed off at them. I laughed as they all dashed off leaving me and Harry to our thoughts. Everything's been happening...

I was now puzzling everything through. He'd gotten in that night The Fat Lady disappeared from her picture frame. How could no one have seen him... And how could he have gotten in with all the Dementors around? I then had a rather disturbing thought that it was father...

Actually just as I thought that father came walking in, concern on his face. I rolled my eyes and sat myself up as did Harry.

"Are you two alright? Pretty bad falls I must say."

I smiled warmly and father pulled up a chair and sat between us.

"We're fine dad no need to be worried." I said happily and he sighed. I knew he was concerned about Harry though. Fuck sake give the boy a brake like.

Both me and Harry recovered fine and I'd been through yet another painful week but as I always say father helps me though it. We do call to each other but I just wish it wasn't such a dangerous animal we both had to be. God even just thinking about it makes me hurt inside.

Anyway I decided to go to Hogsmeade with Ron and Hermione this time. It was pretty amazing. Mmm I ate so much freaking chocolate today it was unreal. Also fuck sake Zonko's is amazing. Father was certainly right about this place.

Hermione and Ron wanted to see the Shrieking Shack. I shuddered obviously and Ron laughed.

"How are you shivering? Your wearing like ten jumpers?"

Thank God he never said anything else, AND thank God Hermione never said anything. She looked ready just to spill it out but I shot daggers at her.

I stood on Ron's right staring blankly at the Shack terrified just seeing it. Hermione didn't even seem to care really. Well fuck you thats all I have to say.

Ron was totally loved up. I sighed and said,

"Just go out with each other..."

Ron slapped my arm and Hermione used her back slamming it into the back of my head. Bloody hell! I didn't really mean it. I laughed either way though as they both blushed. They claimed it was because it was cold but I know better.

Moments later we weren't alone.

Great...

"Well, well. Look who's here. You two shopping for your dream home? Seems a bit grand for you, Weasel- Bee. Don't your family all sleep in... One room? Oh Charlie didn't see you there! Isn't this... Your home for a night every month?" snake boy said before snickering with his assholes he calls friends. I almost deliberately cut my hands on the wire so I could turn his blegh blonde hair red. Could use some highlights.

Also how dare he speak of Ron's family like shite? How the fuck does he know about that?

Absentmindedly I snapped the barbed wire and growled. Ron looked pretty upset as well and Hermione looked down right pissed off.

"Shove off Malfoy..." Ron said upset yet angrily. I placed my hand on his shoulder and hissed at Malfoy. He started tutting. Fucking bastard...

"Now, not very nice are we?"

You bloody bet were not. I will not hold back again... That night was a one off. I still hurt someone though so its fine. Anyway he thinks he's our superior... I down right laughed in his face. Hermione stood up next replying to the whole superiors shit.

"Hope you don't mean yourself!"

That got him. Well done my friend! But what came next sparked the fire inside me.

"How dare you speak to me, you
filthy, little Mud-"

I grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and pulled him very close to me. His eyes were wide. I wore an evil smile that's for sure.

"I wouldn't finish that sentence if I were you..." I growled and through him backwards. He tried again but he got hit in the face by a snowball. I covered my my mouth.

"Who did that?" he spat. My laughs were muffled which made Hermione and Ron smile. It was just so funny. We don't even know who's doing it? Whoever is... Is our friend.

Soon Draco and the other two ran away whoever was there started playing with Hermione's hair and Ron's hat. I just laughed my head off now...

"Harry!" Hermione said before laughing herself. Harry pulled off this cloak and Ron's face was a picture. He was terrified.

"Bloody hell Harry. That was not funny."

"Yeah it wasn't just funny it was bloody brilliant." I said happily and we high fived.

Harry found out the hard truth about Sirius Black. He found out he was his parents friend, and also something I never knew either... Blacks... His Godfather...! Why the bloody hell did they do that?

Anyway it's been a good few weeks since then and we were running down to see Hagrid. Let's just say its a dark day for him. Buckbeak's execution was today. I still can't believe that fucking snakes asshole of a father got Buckbeak sentenced to death.

Let's just say I fucking hate them all... His whole fucking family... Ugh mingers and foul people.

We went straight to his house. He'd found Ron's rat which to be quiet frankly was way passed its sell by date if you ask me. See Ron being... Well Ron claimed Hermione's pig faced cat ate it... Stupid boy he is.

Anyway Hagrid wasn't feeling his normal self today and I can see why... Buckbeak is simply beautiful, and of Malfoy had listened this would never had happened. He had Ron's rat and everything. My head kept wondering to when Fred took me down a secret passage and out near the Black Lake. We just sat there for hours as the half moon rose high and the many thousand stars dotted around.

Plus I never knew about any Marauders Map... Fred never told me and plus no one knows who they are. I will find out though.

Anyway Hagrid soon ushered us out and we ran behind the many huge pumpkins. There was a snapping of twigs and we all turned round looking into the Forbidden Forest. That also gives me bad memories but I won't go into those as it hurts to think about them.

We saw Fudge, Dumbledore and the executioner walk towards the hut. We waited until they went inside to run back up towards the school.

I was getting that feeling I always get in my heart when something bad is about to happen. Like when it beats it hurts inside you almost like its tearing its self apart.

When we reached the top of the hill Hermione leaned into Ron and me into Harry as we watched the executioner lift the very hug axe.

CHING!

My head was in Harry's shoulder, my tears soaking through his jacket. I couldn't seem to help myself I have become soft and an emotional wreck... Really it's not me.

Anyway when Hermione and I composed ourselves Ron suddenly gasped and his rat fell from his hand. I sighed angrily. Can he never keep that rat safe? Mrs Weasley will kill him!

He ran after him and us being us followed. Hermione, Harry and I stopped dead and my breath caught. I was tugging furiously on Harry's jacket.

"What?" he hissed and I pointed to the tree.

"Harry! You do know what tree this is right?"

FOR GOODNESS SAKE! IT'S THE FUCKING WHOMPING WILLOW! Harry caught on and his eyes widened.

"Ron RUN!" he yelled and Ron's face turned slowly into his fear face. It's funny but nows not the time. He pointed behind us. I didn't want to turn round. What if it was something huge?

"Hermione, Harry, Charlie run! It's the Grim!"

What the bloody fuck?

I spun round and looked at a massive black dog with golden flashing eyes. My body froze. Fucking... Fucking hell! I was terrified. It leapt over our heads and grabbed Ron by the leg. He shrieked and cried out as he tried to grab the grass.

"HARRY!"

He soon disappeared out of sight into the hole and towards the... The Shack.

"What are we going to do?" I hissed.

A/N: Sorry this was short I do apologise greatly! Hope this was alright either way! Also she doesn't know yet that her father was a Marauder :) I listened to "This" by Ed Sheeran! Anyway... Please review! Thanks :) All Welcome

~Destrier~ x