Harry Potter and the Poodle of Magic Alcatraz

Chapter 2

What if Harry saw something Else when the Dementor's attacked?

By

Jason Richard

"I mean it, Hermione," said Ron as they stood in the Leaky Cauldron. "You keep that mangy beast away from Scabbers!"

Harry walked in on Ron and Hermione arguing, which didn't surprise him. What did surprise him was what Hermione was holding. It seemed like she'd taken a fur coat, bundled it up into a ball, ripped it to shreds with a pair of scissors, and then used a spell to bring it to life.

"It's a cat's nature to chase rats," said Hermione indignantly. "He's perfectly sweet to people. Don't you think so Harry?"

The pile of fuzzy laundry growled at him.

Harry: "I'll have to take your word for it."

…

Later the trio went to Diagon Alley to get new school supplies. They didn't have trouble getting any, except for one. Turns out Hagrid was going to be the new care of magical creatures teacher, and his choice of textbook was...interesting.

They approached the bookstore to find the bookstore owner.

"How can I help you?" The guy said.

"We need The Monster Book of Monsters," said Harry.

"Ah," said the bookstore owner. "Jerry! The monster book!"

The employee sweeping up in the back looked uncomfortable and said, "The books with teeth? Do I have to?"

"Yes," said the owner.

The employer put some gloves on and made his way to the back. After a minute they heard a loud, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

The owner checked, then came back and said, "Say, does any of you need a job?"

All three of them backed away nervously.

…

They did manage to get the books, each locked down with chains and a padlock. These things caused their luggage to shake as the fanged books tried to escape, but they managed to get all their books just the same. Soon they found themselves boarding the Hogwarts train. The only compartment they found that had any room also had a teacher in it, a teacher with the name Lupin on his luggage. They went in quiet as Professor Lupin was sleeping, and they waited for the train to reach Hogwarts.

Suddenly, and without any warning, a wave of cold seemed to hit the train, and they felt...strange. Curiously and cautiously they went to the compartment door and poked their heads out. Out in the train's hallway's, they saw strange creatures in cloaks, their presence setting all of them on edge. The creatures floated a few inches off the ground, gliding along as their icy presence got closer and closer.

"What are they?" Asked Ron.

Hermione: "I don't know, but they make me feel..."

Harry: "Like they suck all the happiness from the world."

The other two nodded in agreement. After a moment

Harry: "They look like Ringwraiths."

Both Hermione and Ron gave him a funny look.

Hermione: "They're nothing like Ringwraiths Harry."

Harry: "They wear dark cloaks and surround themselves with an aura of dread wherever they go. Sounds exactly like Ringwraith to me. Give them a sword and a black demon horse and you basically have a Ringwraith. What's so different about these guys from Tolkien's creation?"

Hermione: "These things float."

Harry: "Oh yeah, that makes all the difference."

Ron: "What's a Ringwraith and who's Tolkien?"

Harry: "A ringwraith is basically these things..."

Hermione: "Hey!"

Harry: "And he's the famous British author who wrote The Lord of the Rings."

Ron: "The Lord of the Rings? Sounds like the biography of a jewelry maker."

Hermione: "It's nothing like that! It's an epic fantasy story!"

Ron: "So it's not about a guy who makes jewelry?"

Hermione hesitated to answer.

Hermione: "Well there's a guy who makes jewelry in it..."

Ron: "Uh-huh."

Hermione: "But it's evil jewelry that helps him take over the world...I swear it's more awesome than I'm making it sound."

Ron: "I'll say. I wouldn't be caught dead in a story about evil jewelry."

…

Voldemort, a spirit hiding in the wilderness, felt strange.

Voldemort: "Huh. I swear I can feel a couple of my horcruxes tingling. Specifically, the jewelry ones. Weird."

…

"Well, it's not as embarrassing as you make it sound!" Said Hermione indignantly.

Ron: "Whatever Nerd."

Hermione: "Ugh! You...you...wait. Ron, don't you see what's happening?"

Ron: "What?"

Hermione: "We're being so mean to each other because of those things out there and the way they suck out all happiness from the world."

Ron: "Oh my...you're right. Why would I say things like that to you? I'm sorry."

Hermione: "I'm sorry too."

And they hugged. Harry, however, was confused.

Harry: "But you guys always argue..."

Hermione: "Shut up Harry we're having a moment."

Harry: "Okay."

Harry waited, and found himself getting affected by those creatures. He really did feel like all the happiness in his life was disappearing. And suddenly, he collapsed, his mind left with visions of terrible things.

"Harry," said Hermione, shaking him. "Are you okay?"

Harry, a horrified look coming to his face as he woke up, said, "No. I've just seen something...horrible."

Ron, nervously, and with great concern for his friend, asked, "Did you see...you know...your mum's death?"

Harry: "Worse. I saw...I saw...Draco Malfoy doing standup comedy."

…

Draco: "So how many Muggles does it take to hex a garden gnome? None. Because they can't do magic. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

…

Hermione and Ron were stunned.

Hermione: "That's the most terrible thing I've ever heard of."

Ron: "Agreed."

Harry: "How do you think I feel? I had to see it!"

"Oh dear," said Professor Lupin, who had finally woken up. "Dementor attack leave you rattled? Well, we can't have that. Here, have a cure for unhappiness.

He handed the three of them something and they looked at it uncertainly.

Ron: "This is Chocolate."

Lupin: "As I said."

The three of them ate some chocolate.

Hermione: "I do feel a little better." And the boys nodded in agreement.

Ron: "Do...do you have any peanut butter cups?"

Lupin smiled, reached into his luggage, and pulled out some tin foil covered peanut butter cups. All three of the teenagers took the candies and uttered a soft, "Best teacher ever."