Chapter 4- Fox Fire

~Damonna's Notes- OKAY! Another Chapter, this one's all serious and stuff. Tempest Blue (me) wrtoe all of this one, but don't worry. Erin's written most of the next one. So, without further ado, may I present- Chapter 4.

*Damonna*

I gazed in shock. Several of the students gasped. I pulled my wand from inside my robes and advanced on the professor.

"What did you do to her?!" My voice was shriller than I would have liked, but I guess it had to do.

"My dear Damonna, she's fine." Professor Riddle smiled at me. "She's just been knocked out."

"Yeah? Well…Un-Knock her out!" I seem to say the most intelligent things when I'm angry.

"This IS Defence Against the Dark Arts." He smirked. "Why don't you do it." He let his arm fall from Audia's shoulders and I rushed forward to catch her.

"Revivre." I said softly, pointing at her heart with my wand. This'll teach him to mess with my friends!

Audia's eyes flew open and she gasped for air. Her eyes searched the room frantically for a moment, and then she relaxed. "Damonna. Hey." She smiled weakly.

"And you." I said thickly, leveling my wand at the professor. "Let her have my partner. I'll be yours."

He grinned, and I felt the room grow cold. "Alright. But now that the wands are out…" He reached behind him and grabbed his own wand. "I think this should be a better lesson." He looked around the classroom. "I want everyone to move out of the way." His voice was calm. I hated him.

The students scattered. He waved his wand and tables flew to rest against the walls. "Damonna, you go and stand at the other end of the room."

I smiled. This used to be a favorite past time of mine. "Wands only, correct?"

"Of course." He waited for me to turn to face him, and then began. "Expilarmus!"

I dodged quickly and his spell hit the door behind me. His style was much like Corbin's. Which was good. "Frictus Minima!" I felt the floor below me grow slick, and my feet began to slip out from under me.

Fortunately, so did the professor's. "Frictus…!" He started, before hitting the smooth stone floor.

I had planned my fall carefully. And was lying on my stomach on the floor. "Willwisp!" Blue lights danced from the end of my wand and flew into Professor Riddle's face. Hopefully…

"Vixi!" He waved his wand at the lights and they disappeared.

Damn. He knew the counter for it.

I had gotten distracted, I decided later. There was no other reason why it should have happened.

Because suddenly, I felt everything go black.

And I could see Corbin.

*Sirius*

I was sitting in Transfiguration. My most favorite class.

Usually.

It would've been great. We were learning how to turn mice into small elephants. I guess McGonagall found it amusing. I don't know.

I was in a bad mood. Maybe it was because I hadn't seen Damonna since yesterday. She wasn't even in the great hall this morning.

Maybe it was because I had gotten caught trying to sneak out. I was starting to wonder if Filtch were a vampire. He was always up all night.

But it was definitely because I had to work with Lwena, of all people.

Lwena Fairyweather. Nice name. Horrible girl. She's best friends with Corbin AND Severus. And, to top it all off, she's a Slytherin.

So anyways, I was sitting in transfiguration. And then it happened.

It was like a wingless angel. That's all I can say. A ghost, maybe. Only…

The girl it belonged to was alive.

Or, at least, I hoped so.

She ran in, the door flew open and she came rushing in as a cold breeze flew through the already chilly room. Her silver hair flew out behind her as it fell out of the braid it was in. Her blue-tinted glasses fell off her face and hit the floor with a small peal against the rough stone. Her hair was moving, alive, as if being tossed around in some breeze.

The most peaceful expression was on her face. And then I noticed it. Or, should I say them?

Her ears. They had grown long and pointed. I could see that fur had grown from them. And then there was the bottlebrush tail. The tone of the fur lightened at the end, as if dipped in white paint.

The students were stunned. Several groped for their wands, only to find them in their other hand. McGonagall stood stunned, as she watched this apparition stand at the front of her class.

And then, she turned. Her eyes leveled their gaze on Corbin, and her eyes widened and she gasped. But then the small smile returned again, and she walked up to him, all the while growing smaller.

It noticed it quickly. I knew that James and the others would. Maybe Lily, depending on how much she knew. But as I watched Damonna's face slowly form into a muzzle, her hair shrink ,and her body grow fur. I knew what it was.

I was watching an Animagus.

I had to look away for a moment. Did this mean…? Maybe it was just the phantom. I glanced back at the others. They all nodded at me solemnly.

So it wasn't just me. But what did it mean?

Damonna was now reaching Corbin's table, her robed now hung over her body. And then they weighed her down and she stopped.

The students (and even McGonagall) leaned forward, waiting to see what would happen. They didn't have to wait long.

It leapt from underneath the robes and seemed to so much as hover as jump. It slowly rested in font of Corbin.

It was a fox. And it nuzzled against Corbin's face.

He smiled and patted it on the head, said something in a whisper, and it turned.

It stared at me. And jumped again, leaving a small trail of vapor behind it. And, just as it reached me, it stopped and was blown away, as if made out of sand and standing in a strong gale.

McGonagall was the first to speak. "I wonder if that counts as her interrupting my class?" She thought aloud. And I could just picture her, standing there, yelling at the phantom fox 'Fifty points from Ravenclaw!'.

I turned and saw Corbin's ice blue eyes glaring at me. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and then looked away.