Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. I might own a little
piece of the plot line soon? (yay).
A/N: I hope you like this next part. I know the parts are short, but I have my reasons. Please review.
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Part 3
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"Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to me!" Harry said quietly, regarding the presents in front of him. He waited a minute before picked up a red present: it was from Ron. Opening it, he found a Quidditch poster, the players zooming around it. He smiled, knowing that he would put this up when he got to Hogwarts.
Along with the present contained a note:
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday! Dad says you can come here next week for vacation. We'll pick you up. We'd use the floo powder, but I don't think dad wants alarm anyone. Hope the muggles are nice.
- Ron
Next he opened a heavy present from Hermione, containing a book. He shook his head: she always sent books. He made a note to read it later as he glanced at the cover: "History of Quidditch, Part 2." From Hagrid he received a cake and a "Happy Birthday" written on the top. Harry smiled, at least knowing now that Hagrid wasn't in any trouble. Picking out a slice of the cake, he looked at the last present, wrapped in green.
The last present was from Sirus which, to Harry's surprise, contained no letter but a paw print. He smiled anyway, un-wrapping the present to find numerous sweets. Harry absently looked around, making sure Dudley wasn't near. If he spotted the candy, he was bound to explode.
Maybe this wasn't such a bad birthday after all..
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Lupin dashed along the back path, making sure no one spotted him. Werewolves were always watched. He remembered the last time he was caught off guard by some village people, who tried throwing stones at him. He shuddered a bit. At least Snape never tried throwing stuff at him back at Hogwarts. Then again, there was that one time----
Lupin pulled out his wand as he neared the cave that Sirus was hiding out, eyes narrowing at the sun, now rising. His mind had to focus now despite his tiredness.
"Sirus?" Lupin called out.
No Answer..
The wind blew into the small cave, blowing at Lupin's gray hairs. Lupin carefully walked into the cave, armed for the worst. However, he was taken aback when he rounded the corner, to see blood on the wall. Sirus, though, was nowhere in sight.
Lupin tried to comprehend what happened, but knew that Sirus was gone..
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To Be Continued.
A/N: Please review.
A/N: I hope you like this next part. I know the parts are short, but I have my reasons. Please review.
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Part 3
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"Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to me!" Harry said quietly, regarding the presents in front of him. He waited a minute before picked up a red present: it was from Ron. Opening it, he found a Quidditch poster, the players zooming around it. He smiled, knowing that he would put this up when he got to Hogwarts.
Along with the present contained a note:
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday! Dad says you can come here next week for vacation. We'll pick you up. We'd use the floo powder, but I don't think dad wants alarm anyone. Hope the muggles are nice.
- Ron
Next he opened a heavy present from Hermione, containing a book. He shook his head: she always sent books. He made a note to read it later as he glanced at the cover: "History of Quidditch, Part 2." From Hagrid he received a cake and a "Happy Birthday" written on the top. Harry smiled, at least knowing now that Hagrid wasn't in any trouble. Picking out a slice of the cake, he looked at the last present, wrapped in green.
The last present was from Sirus which, to Harry's surprise, contained no letter but a paw print. He smiled anyway, un-wrapping the present to find numerous sweets. Harry absently looked around, making sure Dudley wasn't near. If he spotted the candy, he was bound to explode.
Maybe this wasn't such a bad birthday after all..
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Lupin dashed along the back path, making sure no one spotted him. Werewolves were always watched. He remembered the last time he was caught off guard by some village people, who tried throwing stones at him. He shuddered a bit. At least Snape never tried throwing stuff at him back at Hogwarts. Then again, there was that one time----
Lupin pulled out his wand as he neared the cave that Sirus was hiding out, eyes narrowing at the sun, now rising. His mind had to focus now despite his tiredness.
"Sirus?" Lupin called out.
No Answer..
The wind blew into the small cave, blowing at Lupin's gray hairs. Lupin carefully walked into the cave, armed for the worst. However, he was taken aback when he rounded the corner, to see blood on the wall. Sirus, though, was nowhere in sight.
Lupin tried to comprehend what happened, but knew that Sirus was gone..
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To Be Continued.
A/N: Please review.