Love, Percy
That's what
makes him annoying. 'Love'. We were Prefects together, and then Head's
together. We were both in Gryffindor and he wanted us to date. I didn't want
to, because I like Oliver Wood, and the twins. Luckily for me, Penelope caught
Percy's eye, and I was set on the back burner. But now, I'm back up front and
on consent watch. Fred and George told me that Penelope dumped him harshly,
something about 'big headed, egotistic, obsessed git' but they may have been
lying about that.
I wrote a response
back, saying I'll try to make it if nothing else came up, and sent Hermes back
to Percy. As I was shutting the window, I noticed a large black shape stumble
and fall down. I grabbed my wand and stepped into my slippers.
As I got
nearer to the thing, I noticed what the massive creature was, a grim. I reached
down to see if it was alive. It's breathing was shallow and it's heart was
beating rapidly, I conjured a stretcher and took the dog inside.
He had a
broken leg and was losing blood. I did as much as I could remember from muggle
studies and the few things I learnt from Madame Pomfrey and Professor Lupin. I
set him by the fireplace, and went to the kitchen to get more bandages and
water.
"Did I
light the fire?" I said out loud, seeing the fireplace filled with a roaring
fire. I shrugged and knelt down beside the dog.
"How are
you feeling?" I asked it, not really expecting a response. He howled when I
touched his leg, to clean the wound.
"Sorry.
Here drink this." I put the bowl of water in front of him, while I went to brew
a healing potion, and a pain killing one.
When I
finished the potion I poured it in a bowl and set it in front of him.
"I don't
know if this will work, but I know it won't kill you." I petted him and went
back to realizing on the sofa.
I only
realized after my stomach growled that I didn't feed the poor dog, and he
needed it dearly.
"What do
you feed a dog if you don't have dog food?" I looked inside my refrigerator for
something. I had left over chicken. That should be good for him.
"You're all
set, right?" I asked him. Luckily, I don't have a roommate or they'd be owling
St. Mungos right now.
After
making sure the dog was fine, I went around the house and turned all the lights
off. The only light left in the house was from my wand, and the fireplace. I
summoned my favorite afghan and laid back on the couch.
"Night
doggy." I snuggled into my blankets, as he woofed in reply.
I woke up
late the next morning, since I didn't have my magical mirror to wake me up. I
rushed upstairs and got dressed for work. Yes, I hate work, but I can't afford
to be fired.
"Down dog."
I shooed him away from my desk, as I hopped to get my shoes on. I grabbed the
files off of it, and stuffed them into my briefcase. Fudge was having me do
more work on the Sirius Black case. He wants the people to know that he still
cares about their well-being. He wants people to think Black is their biggest
threat, since the information that You-know-who has come back has leaked out.
He's still convinced Harry Potter is insane. Next election, you'll be sure I'm
not voting for him. An envelope fell from my briefcase. It was from Hermione.
Hermione Granger is my brother's wife's niece. Her Aunt Jamie married my
brother. It's confusing, but we met at the reception, remembered each other, and
have been owling each other back and forth since. I quickly read through the
letter as the tea bag sat in the hot water.
Dear
Michelle,
I
heard that Percy invited you to the Weasley's party. It was all he would talk
about last night, now he's fussing about what he's gonna wear. Oh, I'm staying
with them until term starts. I can't wait. I was made prefect. Ron said they
would've made me Head Girl. He's just stupid. Talk to you later.
Hermione
I shoved
the note into my pocket and grabbed my teacup. I was about to Apparate until
the dog barked. I forgot to feed him. I filled up his dishes, giving him more
of the healing potion, and Apparated.
"Miss
Thomas. You're late!"
"Sorry sir.
I had to take care of my dog, and I slept late."
"Since when
do you have a dog?"
"He's a
stray. He came to my house with a broken leg and starved."
"Oh, well
get started on your paper work."
"Yes sir."
I filled up his coffee mug and went back to my office. I opened up the several
howlers on my desk. This is my job, giving Fudge coffee or tea, and opening up,
and answering his mail. At least it pays well. When my desk stopped bursting
into flames, I wrote a response back to Hermione.
Hermione,
Congrats on being made a
prefect. I found this big black dog in my yard. It looks like a grim that
hasn't eaten in a couple of weeks. He had a broken leg and lost blood, but he's
getting better. I think I'm going to name him something I heard the twins say
before. I think it was Padfoot. Well I got to go. Fudge needs more coffee.
Toddles, Michelle
"Harry,
Ron, can you help me with something?" Hermione asked, shoving the letter in her
pocket.
"What?
Stuck on a homework problem?" Ron said jokingly, not looking up from his chess
game.
"Yeah sure,
why not. It's in your room, come help me."
"Are you
alright?" Harry asked, after Ron's queen dragged his knight off of the board. Hermione looked around to make sure no one was
listening in on them.
"It's about
Snuffles."
"Come on
Ron, let's go to your room."
Once they
got into his room, she read the letter to them
"Wait,
Michelle? Is her last name Thomas?" Hermione nodded. "She's the girl Percy
keeps talking about. He has a crush on her, but I think she has something for
Oliver Wood."
"She's
coming to the party right? Then we can have her bring Sirius." Harry said
hopefully.
"I'll tell
Percy to ask her. He'll probably do anything to talk to her."
"Kids!
Dinner!" Mrs. Weasley yelled from the bottom of the staircase.
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I hope you all liked this. I'll try to get the next part out
if I get several good responses. Oh and please, read Generation Chaos by Gothic
Valley Girl, I co-wrote it! It's the next generation of Harry Potter. Skylar is
my OC.
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