In the morning Harry cautiously tied the letter to Hedwig. The dull rays of sunlight enlighted the room, Hedwig nuzzles Harrys hand with the side of her head, then flew off beating her small porportioned wings.
Harry looked through the window for a while, then remembered there was a Quidditch match in a few hours, againest the cheery Hufflepuffs.
Harry and the rest of the team stood on the field, the cheers of the fellow Gryffindors pierced through the stadium. Harry looked up and saw Professor Dumbledore. He wondered what would happen if someone -gulp- died. Perhaps the nurse, would make a potion. As she did when Harry had his arm de-boned.
The game whent smoothly, Gryffindors had a slight advantage over Hufflepuffs. Harry could cleary see the golden ball compared with the grey sky of early October. For a second, Harry felt his fingertips gently touch the smooth shell of the tiny golden ball. It's small wings beated furious, gently hitting his hand. The crowd stood on it's feet, Lee stood gaping, as did everyone else. "Harry.........Harry....Harry! Watch out!" A buldger spun threw the air like a baseball, it dodged out of Fred's reach and hit Harry's shoulder with a threatining blow. The snitch flew out, a golden glitter trail left behind. Harry cringed, trying at best to ignore the pain. Fortunetly, the Gryffindors won in the end, unfortunetly they would be againest Slytherins when the next game came around.
At dinner everyone celebrated the new victory, even though the Slytherins weren't so cheerful about. Hermione insisted they whent to bed, she walked in great strides to her dorm. Ron and Harry stayed in the back, Ron talking to Harry about the letter.
"There is no way Sirius can come here." He said in a low whisper so no one could hear.
"I know, I know." Harry admitted, slightly annoyed. "But there has to be some way. We didn't know Rita Skeeter was a animagi, or Sirius. Maybe he knows how to change into other things too..."
"Maybe, but don't count on it." Ron shrugged. Hermione spun around, irritated. "Geez, can you be any slower? The stair was perfectly still, now it started moving again." She growled. Ron and Harry snickered to Hermione's annoyance.
At the dorm, Harry stared out the window. "Where is Hedwig?" He said quietly to himself. He saw a small piece of fluff flying in the air, flying towards the window. Harry looked closer, it was Pidwegeon Ron's pet, in place to Scabbers. Harry caught him before he fell into the glass, the small owl chirping joyously. Ron walked over to them annoyed, then saw a newspaper rolled up and tied to Pig's leg.
"Hey look here Harry....wait!"
"What? What is it?" Harry said peeking over at the newspaper. "Ron, thats just a ad for a lost dog..."
"Thats not any lost dog...thats..thats Sirius!" He gasped.
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Yea...it's short. But....cliffhanger! Yay! I finally got the idea, when I was eating lunch, lol.
Harry looked through the window for a while, then remembered there was a Quidditch match in a few hours, againest the cheery Hufflepuffs.
Harry and the rest of the team stood on the field, the cheers of the fellow Gryffindors pierced through the stadium. Harry looked up and saw Professor Dumbledore. He wondered what would happen if someone -gulp- died. Perhaps the nurse, would make a potion. As she did when Harry had his arm de-boned.
The game whent smoothly, Gryffindors had a slight advantage over Hufflepuffs. Harry could cleary see the golden ball compared with the grey sky of early October. For a second, Harry felt his fingertips gently touch the smooth shell of the tiny golden ball. It's small wings beated furious, gently hitting his hand. The crowd stood on it's feet, Lee stood gaping, as did everyone else. "Harry.........Harry....Harry! Watch out!" A buldger spun threw the air like a baseball, it dodged out of Fred's reach and hit Harry's shoulder with a threatining blow. The snitch flew out, a golden glitter trail left behind. Harry cringed, trying at best to ignore the pain. Fortunetly, the Gryffindors won in the end, unfortunetly they would be againest Slytherins when the next game came around.
At dinner everyone celebrated the new victory, even though the Slytherins weren't so cheerful about. Hermione insisted they whent to bed, she walked in great strides to her dorm. Ron and Harry stayed in the back, Ron talking to Harry about the letter.
"There is no way Sirius can come here." He said in a low whisper so no one could hear.
"I know, I know." Harry admitted, slightly annoyed. "But there has to be some way. We didn't know Rita Skeeter was a animagi, or Sirius. Maybe he knows how to change into other things too..."
"Maybe, but don't count on it." Ron shrugged. Hermione spun around, irritated. "Geez, can you be any slower? The stair was perfectly still, now it started moving again." She growled. Ron and Harry snickered to Hermione's annoyance.
At the dorm, Harry stared out the window. "Where is Hedwig?" He said quietly to himself. He saw a small piece of fluff flying in the air, flying towards the window. Harry looked closer, it was Pidwegeon Ron's pet, in place to Scabbers. Harry caught him before he fell into the glass, the small owl chirping joyously. Ron walked over to them annoyed, then saw a newspaper rolled up and tied to Pig's leg.
"Hey look here Harry....wait!"
"What? What is it?" Harry said peeking over at the newspaper. "Ron, thats just a ad for a lost dog..."
"Thats not any lost dog...thats..thats Sirius!" He gasped.
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Yea...it's short. But....cliffhanger! Yay! I finally got the idea, when I was eating lunch, lol.