Author's Note: You should start getting answers that everyone's been asking in this chapter. Not all of them, just a few. And some hints and clues about Audren's behavior. Try and figure out what I have plotted in my ingenious mind! mwahahahahahahahahahahaha! lol ok
Disclaimer: Silvernight and Audren are mine. Nothing else. Nada. Oh, well, except the poorly written plot! lol ;)
Audren Black
(Part 6: Visit to Hagrid's)
Audren was held up in the Library. She had already spent five whole hours, searching for something that would help her with a wand. She was nearly close to flunking those classes, and she didn't like that. Audren never failed.
If it hadn't have been for Madam Pince shoeing her out of the library, Audren would have stayed there the whole day away. So she headed outside towards Hagrid's to visit with Silvernight.
Silvernight had been allowed to stay when Hagrid had graciously accepted to house the friendly wolf for Audren. And what with being so worried about her classes and all, she was ashamed to admit that she had forgotten about her loyal pet.
Audren knocked loudly on Hagrid's wooden door. The half-giant opened it a minute later, smiling wide. "'Ello there Audren! Finally come to visit me eh?" he chuckled.
"I'm so sorry I haven't come sooner, Hagrid! I've been so busy with certain classes!"
"Well come on in and tell me 'bout 'em." he opened the door wider, and she stepped in to the small hut.
As soon as Silvernight saw his owner, he quickly got up from his curled position on the floor, and bounded toward Audren, licking her face excitedly. She laughed and began to stroke Silvernight.
Hagrid came back with a pot of tea in his hand, and sitting down, he poured them a cup. Audren forced herself to gulp down the tea (her least favorite drink), and gave him a weak smile.
"So what are ya' so worried 'bout?" he asked.
"I just can't seem to use a wand properly!" she complained, finally able to completely pour out her worries. "I'm great at everything else, except for my classes with a wand! You should have seen Mr. Ollivander, Hagrid! He literally tried half of his wands on me!"
"Shouldn't worry too much 'bout it. I'm sure you'll get it down sooner or later. Mind you, you started a bit late. But you'll catch up. Good man, Dumbledore. Trust him, he knows what he's doin'."
Audren sighed, then changed the subject. "So how's Silvernight been doing? Is he getting along with Fang?"
At the sound of his name, the black Boarhound lifted his gigantic head from where he was lying on the enormous bed of Hagrid's.
"Not real friendly, but they ain't fightin' or not'in like that sort." he responded.
At that moment, Silvernight and Fang both stood growling, the hair raised on their backs, staring fixedly at the back door of the hut. Hagrid quickly grabbed his crossbow that had been leaning against the wall, and cautiously approached the door. He opened it, and looked out. Nothing.
"That's been happenin' a lot lately." Hagrid informed Audren as he came to sit back down.
"Hagrid, I'm worried . . ."
"Nah, I told ya' you'll do find, once you get used to the wand."
"No, I mean, I'm worried that something's about to happen. Nobody's really the same if you look at it at a certain angle."
Hagrid's bushy eyebrows came together in confusion. "Whaddya mean?" he inquired.
"Nobody's like themselves, except for the students. The teachers are more uptight then the last four years, especially Dumbledore. Plus, there was a whole lot of Slytherines that were sorted this year. Then the incident with Silvernight and Fang. Hagrid, what's going on?"
Hagrid shifted a little, not looking her squarely in the eyes. After some obvious decisions, he cleared his throat and answered, "Ministy of Magic is all outta wack. There's rumors to be spies in the Defense Against Dark Magic and Dark Wizards. They seem to think that Voldemort's behind it. There's been a whole lotta killin' in New Breeman, and the whole lot of em -victims that is- have been known supporters for Dumbledore. No one can really solve anything about whose been doin it, but the wizard community has their guesses, and I'd say they're right on the mark."
Audren was half shocked, half expecting that something like this would happen. But she realized that Hagrid was holding something back and prodded with an, "And???"
Hagrid shifted again, but said, "And Dumbledore's been having some trouble getting the Dementors' loyalty on our side. 'O course the Ministry o' Magic ain't helpin' him none. What wit Fudge beein lousy and all . . ." he trailed away.
So that's why Dumbledore's not been himself. Should have known. Man.
All of a sudden, Audren felt an uncontrolable urge of anger well up in her. She stood, fists clenching, face red, and screamed, "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE!?"
Hagrid was utterly shocked. "Well, I . . .uh . . ."
"HUH? I COULDN'T HEAR YOU!" she yelled, her chest heaving with anger. The fire behind Hagrid rose significantly.
Silvernight whimpered, and came to lick her hand. Audren's eyes snapped as if a fog had been cleared away from her mind, and realized that she had been screaming at her friend.
"I'm so sorry Hagrid!" she pleaded. "That was NOT intentional!"
" 'S ok." he mumbled.
"No it's not. I've been losing my cool a lot. I don't know what's wrong me, Hagrid. I overreacted badly and instigated a fight with Malfoy on the Hogwart's Express, then broke his nose awhile later. This is not me." she finished, looking frightened.
