I'm back, again. I'm sorta pleased with myself. Cause, like, I've been getting these chapters out pretty quickly, right. Okay, here's a few things I have to tell you. 1~ Harry in Wonderland is still a working story. It's just that this story is so much more easier to write. I mean, I just sit at the computer and I know exactly what to write, almost. With HIW, I write on paper and need mire time to think about what I'm writing. And, I only got 2 review when I asked for 3. Three isn't that much to ask for, really, is it?

2~ I have no clue how long this story is gonna be. I only thought I was gonna write one chapter when I started, but now I'm on chapter 5! I'm so very proud of myself.

3~ Sorry if this all looks very smushed together. I can't seem to upload anything when it's in html (damn my computer) and text always makes things come out looking like I don't know what the tab button is. It's not my fault, really. that's it for now. Oh wait, thanks to AuthorByNight, *~A White RosePetal~* and ThePheonix (whose story I'm still waiting for) for reviewing my poem, Don't Change. As always, the thanks for those who reviewed this story are at the bottom.

Disclaimer: I know you all know I don't own any of this but the plot, so why must I write it all the time? It's sad sniff

//Previously in What's Wrong With Wierd:

"Wormtail!" I screamed //

5Wriggling Eyebrows and More Gaping5

Harry turned to me, shock clearly etched onto his beautiful features. I saw that Ron was also gaping at me.

"What?!? What did you just say?"

"It's Wormtail, over there," I pointed to the corner where a fat, grey rat was asleep, oblivious to my shrieks. "Hermione?" I asked, because I had turned to her to see her digging in her bag for something. She jumped up, clutching a jar in her hands. Before I was able to ask why she had a jar, she had rushed over to the rat and scooped him in, while touching him as little as possible.

"There is an unbreakable charm on this jar, so he won't be able to transform or anything." She stated, cool as ever.

We all peered closer, our faces covered in horror and, in Harry's case, the most disgust I have ever seen on a person's face. But, then again, I didn't see how Sirius and Remus looked at him. I stared at the rat that who, for a time being, had once stayed in my house. I inwardly gasped as I saw the paw that had a silver tint to it. That must be the hand that Voldemort made for him last year.

"C'mon. We are bringing this thing," Harry spat out the word, "to Dumbledore's office immediatly. The sooner he confesses under Veritaserum, the sooner he is gone and Sirius will become free." He stated the last part with the biggest grin I've seen on him in a long time.

So, we climbed out of the portrait hole and marched side-by-side towards Dumbledore's office. It wasn't until we got there that we realized that is was 2 in the morning and that we had no idea what his password was.

"Chocaroach Clusters?" tried Harry. When the gargoyle made no attempt to move, Harry screamed bloody murder at it. Lucky for us, Dumbledore wasn't in his office, and happened to be nearby, so Harry didn't wake up the whole school.

"Do you need me?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkling as they passed over Harry, looking very relieved to see the Headmaster. Harry nodded towards the jar in Hermione's hands. Dumbledore's eyes swept over towrds Hermione and the jar and they became cold and he nodded. He wispered the password to the stone gargoyle (which happened to be jelly slugs) and led us up the stairs. It was very disconcerting for me to have seen our normally jovial headmaster, the one who always has a twinkle in his eye, so cold, even if I only glimpsed his eyes for a second.

Anyways, by now, we had been led into Dumbledore's office, which I was seeing for the first time. It was a round office, and upon stepping into it, I got a very warm feeling. I saw the beautiful pheonix with red and gold plummage in the corner, the same bird that had pulled Harry, Ron, Lockhart and I out of the Chamber of Secrets, whose name I found out when Harry said hello automatically, was Fawkes.

"Sit down. Now, I assume that Miss Weasly knows about Sirius Black and Mr. Pettigrew. I know that she found out from her own resources," he stated looking over at me. I could feel my cheeks burning red.

"I'm terribly sorry, it's just that-"

"It is quite alright, Miss Weasly. As long as harry trusts you, I see no reason not to myself. So, who was it that found Mr. Pettigrew, and where did you find him?" This time, Harry spoke up before I had a chance.

"Ginny found him sir. He was asleep in the common room, by the stairs to the boy's dorm."

"Ah. So, it was his own fault that he was so easily caught. Well, I think that I will owl Sirius, and tell him to arrive tomorrow morning. I will tell him that Miss Weasly found out about him, so that we have another person for him to trust, but I will not tell him why I need to meet with him, for he would probably rush here immediatly, don't you think?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkling again, " I will also owl Cornelius Fudge, and tell him to come at 12. I also suggest that you four go to bed now. It is very early in the morning, and you need to be awake for our meeting tomorrow, at say, 11, that way, you four and Sirius can say your hellos and have a little time for your own, non-violent, conversation with Mr. Pettigrew. The password will remain Jelly slugs, for tomorrow. Good night.

We climbed down the staircase and didn't speak until we got to the common roon. There, we talked for an hour or so, and Hermione told me all about Rita Skeeter and why ahe had the jar. As I fell asleep that night, my final thought was that i was finally part of the wonder team, and I loved it.

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The next morning, we were up at 9 and, even though we had stayed up to about four in the morning, it didn't surprise me a bit. We had one important meeting to go to in two hours. After eating, we sat outside, waiting for Sirius to arrive. We didn't talk much, we were far to anxious about what wormtail had to say, and I was anxious about meeting Sirius Black for the first time. I just hoped that he wasn't going to get mad at me for knowing or anything. I was shaken from my thoughts by Harry shaking my shoulders lightly.

"Madam,' he said, in a fake french accent, "He is arriving. Shall I help you up?" He offered his arm to me and I, giggling at him, took it.

"Are you laughing at me?" he asked, in his normal voice.

"No, why would I laugh at you?" I responded, still giggling. I looked towards the forest to see the great form of Padfoot the dog running over. When he reached us, he jumped into Harry's arms and licked his face.

"Ugh, Snuffles, please." Snuffles then licked Hermione and Ron on their faces. He then padded (A.N~ I know understand why he's called Padfoot) over to me, and, after looking me over, licked my face, too. Even though having dog slobber all over your face isn't the nicest thing in the world, I still giggled. We walked inside, Padfoot treading at our feet. We reached the gargoyle, harry said the password, and then we stepped inside. Once the gargoyle (whom I will now call Stoney, for I feel he needs a name) slid back over the entrance, sirius turned back into his human form. We climbled the steps and knocked on Dumbledore's office. After hearing him call us in, he all stepped inside the office and sat.

"So, this is Ginny. It is very nice to meet another ally," said Sirius. He then proceded to look me over, than wriggled his eyebrows in Harry's direction. He blushed but I, miraculously enough, did not. "Now, I would like to know why I have been called to the Headmaster's office. Has Harry been bad?"

"Actually, Sirius, I have something to show you that you will be very interested in," said Dumbledore, eyes twinkling, obviously very happy for Sirius. he reached under his desk and pulled out the jar. Sirius gasped and gaped wordlessly at it for a few minutes wht the rat (there is no better word for him)inside squirmed in apparent fear.

"Is that, I mean, that's really him?" Dumbledore nodded, "But, how? Who?"

"I believe that Miss Weasly can answer that question."

"Well, you see, last night, or more precisly, this morning, Harry, Ron, Hermione and I were in the common room and I spotted scab- I mean, Wormtail in the corner, by the stairs to the boy's dorm. Hermione took out the jar and captured him, and that's about it." I stated. Then, out of nowhere, Sirius jumped out of his chair and hugged me.

"Thank you"

"Um, sure, no problem," I said, akwardly. He finally let go and I could see unshed tears shining in his eyes.

"Sirius, " began Dumbledore, "I have contacted Fudge about this matter and he will be here 15 minutes. I suggest that you 5 can go into another room to wait for him. I would like nothing to, ahem, happen to Mr. Pettigrew, here. i also would like yo, sirius, to dtay in that room until Mr. Pettigrew, here, has finished testifying against himself. that way, no harm can come to you. There is no telling what Fudge may do. Follow me"

We followed him down the stairs, with Sirius in his Padfoot form, of course, and he led us down a corridor I've never seen before. There were no paintings, only four statues fo the school mascots, one of a snake, slithering it's way up the wall. There was a badger, standing tall, or short, as the case may be, as if protecting something. Then, we passed the hawk, flying high (yes, it was a statue of the groung, but people, remember, I'm magic!) with the menacing look in it's eye, that, if not for the fact that I'm magic, I would have overlooked. We stopped at a statue of a lion, standing brave on it's hind legs, as if ready to fight. Dumbledore whispered something in a foriegn tounge and we stepped in. I gasped.

This room was like a normal dorm, with only one bed. The room was adorned with the Gryffindor colors, red and gold. The bed, which was almost like one I slept in here at school, except it was much more magnificent, had red velvet sheets and drapes that were trimmed with gold. On the carpeted floor, there was a drawing of the same lion I'd seen outside as the statue in the same position except it was intirely gold, sewn into the dark red carpet. The wall was covered with pictures of none other than Godric Gryffindor himself. there was one with him standong next to Rowena Ravenclaw, one with the other three founder standing outside of a newly built Hogwarts, wind blowing their hair and their smiles bright and full of pride and happiness, one of Gryffindor with people I could only assume were students and many other pictures.

"This," said Dumbledore, shaking me from my reverie, "Is the room where Godric Gryffindor slept and stayed. As you may have noticed, we passed three other statues, each of a different Hogwarts mascot. This hall is called Founders' Hall. Those rooms were for each Founder, respectivly. Stay here and, after the private trial, I will call you through the fire. I will see you soon."

Dumbledore quickly left and we sat down in various comfortable, velvety furniture, nervousness etched into all of our faces. After awhile, we began talking to each other, and even played a little wizard chess (there happened to be an ancient set in the corner), though, we were still as nervous and apprehensive as when we first sat down. And, I am sure, the one question on everybody's mind was, 'Will wormtail come of use after all?'

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