A/N: Hi! Okay, here's another chapter. I hope you like it.

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...CREAK! The door opened: Sirus held his breath, Lupin having raised his spatula high.

Who was it, Harry thought, eyes fixed at the opening door. Voldemort? He gulped as the door swung open and Sirus poked his head out from behind it.

"Hey, there's no one here!" He exclaimed.

"MEOW!"

Lupin practically jumped into Sirus' arms at the sudden sound. Shaking his head, he was about to make a blow with the intruder, but fell short, looking at the visitor: Mrs. Norris.

Mrs. Norris purred, rubbing up against its owner, who leaned back a bit in the doorway: Filch! He grinned a bit, as though glad his cat had nearly scared them all to death. "Why, hello Sirus and Remus! Ah, and of course, Harry Potter."

Lupin poked his spatula a bit towards Filch as he spoke. "Las' I saw of you, I was being yelled at for trying to poison our lucky Severus." He looked at Mrs. Norris who had rubbed up against Sirus' leg.

Sirus looked shocked. Remus just shuddered.

"Why are you here?" Sirus finally asked, recoiling from Mrs. Norris. He was tempted to get rid of her once and for all. However, Filch had those chains in his office still....

Filch laughed. "Ah, I shall tell you. Can I come in?" Sirus silently nodded, letting Filch walk into the house and sit down. Everyone else had sat down before he spoke again. "I've come to warn you of something." His voice was rather dreary.

"What?" Lupin, Sirus, and Harry had asked together.

"It's very bad,' Filch shook his head. "Dumbledore, the poor fellow: he is having a hard time with the ministry. It seems that you-know-who has spies. Very helpful spies." He absently eyed Lupin for a minute, and Harry swore he heard a low growl. "He needs help, he does."

"Why weren't we sent an owl?" Sirus asked, eyes narrowed as he waited. He then watched as Lupin trembled at the sight of Mrs. Norris. Strange, but very amusing. Sirus wondered if it was a werewolf thing. "Filch?"

"Haven't you heard?" Filch said, alarmed. "I guess not..not while off rescuing Harry from those muggles. Yes, I know you were in it Mr. Lupin." Filch sighed for a minute. "McGonagall is dead."

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Author Note: okay, okay someone died. Not very happy but hey, there's more to it. Please Review!