1 Werewolf-Part 6 Harriet's POV
. There I was, stuck in a lonely tower, with nobody to talk to and nothing to do. Yes, of course I was glad I was alive, but it's not much off a life, being guarded so carefully. I knew it was for my own good, and I didn't want to get caught again, and executed, but you'd think they'd let someone come and talk to me! Not Danielle. She was my best friend, but I was sure she wasn't now.
I had read the Daily Prophet, and I was in it. If Danielle had read it, she would know what I was-am. She'd know I'm a werewolf! She must hate me, I thought. That was why I had never told her. After all, she was, like me, a pureblood witch, and had probably been brought up to hate and fear 'Dark Creatures' like myself.
And it wasn't exactly written in a good way. If I had told her myself, she might have been able to accept it, but as it was…
[u]'[b]Murderous Beast Escapes![/b]'[/u]
'[b]Werewolf escapes from Committee for the Disposal of dangerous Creatures, immediately before it was to be executed. Members of the public are advised to keep away, and if they see the creature, to contact the Ministry of Magic at once.'[/b]
'Most people thought Harriet Rivers (see picture above) was a normal, human girl. Some of her 'friends' at Hogwarts still may be unaware, that someone, who they trusted, was actually a vicious monster. She was supposed to be executed on the first of September, after murdering a muggle boy, but the execution date was brought forwards because they had to catch her after she escaped the first time Really, these people don't seem capable of dealing with the monsters they work with. If you see the werewolf, contact the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures or the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible, so it can be caught and destroyed as soon as possible'
I didn't even read the whole article. I tried to convince myself that it wasn't worth it, that it didn't matter, but really I spent most of the day imagining what everyone would be saying.
I had a few visitors from time to time, who tried to take my mind off it, but no one could think what to say, so the visits were as bad as when I was alone. I had an owl with me, but I didn't think of using it, until a few days after I read that article. I kept thinking about my friend. Then I had an idea. I wrote a letter to her.
'Danielle,
I'm safe, but I won't tell you where, in case you're not my friend any more. Even if you aren't, can you please read this book, and send it back. The owl will find me.
~Harriet~'
I put the letter in an envelope, and tied it to my owl's leg. Then I picked up a battered book, which my parents had given me after I was bitten. 'Hairy Snout, Human Heart' I wrapped it up, and tied that to my owl, who flew out of the open window.
Immediately I wished I hadn't sent it. It was stupid. She would probably tear my letter and book into hundreds of pieces. She wouldn't trust me, a werewolf. I wasn't bothered about the book; I knew most of it off by heart anyway, but if only she would read it. I was sure that if she read it, she would understand.
'Please read it' I said, though she would never hear it. Fingers crossed.
. There I was, stuck in a lonely tower, with nobody to talk to and nothing to do. Yes, of course I was glad I was alive, but it's not much off a life, being guarded so carefully. I knew it was for my own good, and I didn't want to get caught again, and executed, but you'd think they'd let someone come and talk to me! Not Danielle. She was my best friend, but I was sure she wasn't now.
I had read the Daily Prophet, and I was in it. If Danielle had read it, she would know what I was-am. She'd know I'm a werewolf! She must hate me, I thought. That was why I had never told her. After all, she was, like me, a pureblood witch, and had probably been brought up to hate and fear 'Dark Creatures' like myself.
And it wasn't exactly written in a good way. If I had told her myself, she might have been able to accept it, but as it was…
[u]'[b]Murderous Beast Escapes![/b]'[/u]
'[b]Werewolf escapes from Committee for the Disposal of dangerous Creatures, immediately before it was to be executed. Members of the public are advised to keep away, and if they see the creature, to contact the Ministry of Magic at once.'[/b]
'Most people thought Harriet Rivers (see picture above) was a normal, human girl. Some of her 'friends' at Hogwarts still may be unaware, that someone, who they trusted, was actually a vicious monster. She was supposed to be executed on the first of September, after murdering a muggle boy, but the execution date was brought forwards because they had to catch her after she escaped the first time Really, these people don't seem capable of dealing with the monsters they work with. If you see the werewolf, contact the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures or the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible, so it can be caught and destroyed as soon as possible'
I didn't even read the whole article. I tried to convince myself that it wasn't worth it, that it didn't matter, but really I spent most of the day imagining what everyone would be saying.
I had a few visitors from time to time, who tried to take my mind off it, but no one could think what to say, so the visits were as bad as when I was alone. I had an owl with me, but I didn't think of using it, until a few days after I read that article. I kept thinking about my friend. Then I had an idea. I wrote a letter to her.
'Danielle,
I'm safe, but I won't tell you where, in case you're not my friend any more. Even if you aren't, can you please read this book, and send it back. The owl will find me.
~Harriet~'
I put the letter in an envelope, and tied it to my owl's leg. Then I picked up a battered book, which my parents had given me after I was bitten. 'Hairy Snout, Human Heart' I wrapped it up, and tied that to my owl, who flew out of the open window.
Immediately I wished I hadn't sent it. It was stupid. She would probably tear my letter and book into hundreds of pieces. She wouldn't trust me, a werewolf. I wasn't bothered about the book; I knew most of it off by heart anyway, but if only she would read it. I was sure that if she read it, she would understand.
'Please read it' I said, though she would never hear it. Fingers crossed.