Chapter 3-
Ron and harry got into their PJ's. Ron slipped into his bed and Harry into his sleeping bag. Almost instantly, harry was asleep and Ron creeped out the door. He couldn't see a thing. It was pitch black while he was walking down the stairs.
He finally reached Ginny's room. He opened the door a crack, Hermione was awake scribbling something down in a journal, and Ginny seemed asleep. "Hermione" Ron whispered. She turned around. Her hair was up in a messy bun and her PJ's were on.
" What are u doing UP Ron!" Hermione scolded, getting up slowly, leaving her journal thrown on the ground.
Ron watched her look through the crack of the door, her face scrunched up. "I need to talk to you"
Hermione glared at him. "Ron this is WAY to-"
Ron cut her off. " Its about Sirius!" Ron could see her change her mind almost instantly; her face went from scold mode to worry.
"Ron what-what is it?" She said, stepping into the small stairway.
"We can talk down here." Ron answered, leading her down the steps. They walked quietly down the stairs, hoping now to wake a soul.
Hermione sat down in a chair at the kitchen table. They didn't dare turn on the light, because they didn't want to take any chances. Ron sat across from her, each of them close in so they could whisper.
"What's this about Sirius?" Hermione spoke her voice very low.
"I think I saw him." Ron replied his voice even softer than hers.
Hermione's eyes widened, even though Ron could barely see her. He nodded. The only thing he could see was the outline of her. The moon's light barley came through the kitchen window and it wasn't enough for him to see.
"Are you sure Ron, I mean was he a dog? Or himself?"
Ron looked up at the stairs, he thought he heard someone moving around.
"Dog-but I know, well I wasn't entirely sure, that's why I wanted to talk to u, I didn't want to tell harry. Dun't wanna get his hopes up." Ron kept moving his eyes from Hermione worried face, to the quiet stairs. " I mean what if it was Sirius, shouldn't we be worried?"
Hermione thought for a moment. "I don't think we should tell harry unless-" Hermione stopped.
A sliver of light came from the stairs and they both heard something. As if both thinking the same thing they ducked under the table, hoping the person walking down the stairs wasn't holding a flashlight.
Percy came down the stairs humming a tune. He didn't have any flashlight, just a cup to fill with water. He was holding some papers, and looked at the table momentarily, but noticed nothing. Soon he was on his way up the stairs and in his room, to do god knows what.
Ron and Hermione sighed, each getting up and sitting in their chairs.
"That was to close." Hermione said, pushing back some hair that had fallen out of her bun.
Ron nodded; he was tired and didn't want to have to wake up early.
"Let's go, we can talk tomorrow." They got up and started for the stairs. "Don't tell harry" Ron warned, looking at Hermione with a serious face.
"Like I would tell him!" Hermione said, as they reached Ginny's room. They smiled and said their good-night's. They Ron quietly trudged up to his room flopped into his bed (nearly stepping on Harry's head). And drifted off into a dream filled sleep.
Ron and harry got into their PJ's. Ron slipped into his bed and Harry into his sleeping bag. Almost instantly, harry was asleep and Ron creeped out the door. He couldn't see a thing. It was pitch black while he was walking down the stairs.
He finally reached Ginny's room. He opened the door a crack, Hermione was awake scribbling something down in a journal, and Ginny seemed asleep. "Hermione" Ron whispered. She turned around. Her hair was up in a messy bun and her PJ's were on.
" What are u doing UP Ron!" Hermione scolded, getting up slowly, leaving her journal thrown on the ground.
Ron watched her look through the crack of the door, her face scrunched up. "I need to talk to you"
Hermione glared at him. "Ron this is WAY to-"
Ron cut her off. " Its about Sirius!" Ron could see her change her mind almost instantly; her face went from scold mode to worry.
"Ron what-what is it?" She said, stepping into the small stairway.
"We can talk down here." Ron answered, leading her down the steps. They walked quietly down the stairs, hoping now to wake a soul.
Hermione sat down in a chair at the kitchen table. They didn't dare turn on the light, because they didn't want to take any chances. Ron sat across from her, each of them close in so they could whisper.
"What's this about Sirius?" Hermione spoke her voice very low.
"I think I saw him." Ron replied his voice even softer than hers.
Hermione's eyes widened, even though Ron could barely see her. He nodded. The only thing he could see was the outline of her. The moon's light barley came through the kitchen window and it wasn't enough for him to see.
"Are you sure Ron, I mean was he a dog? Or himself?"
Ron looked up at the stairs, he thought he heard someone moving around.
"Dog-but I know, well I wasn't entirely sure, that's why I wanted to talk to u, I didn't want to tell harry. Dun't wanna get his hopes up." Ron kept moving his eyes from Hermione worried face, to the quiet stairs. " I mean what if it was Sirius, shouldn't we be worried?"
Hermione thought for a moment. "I don't think we should tell harry unless-" Hermione stopped.
A sliver of light came from the stairs and they both heard something. As if both thinking the same thing they ducked under the table, hoping the person walking down the stairs wasn't holding a flashlight.
Percy came down the stairs humming a tune. He didn't have any flashlight, just a cup to fill with water. He was holding some papers, and looked at the table momentarily, but noticed nothing. Soon he was on his way up the stairs and in his room, to do god knows what.
Ron and Hermione sighed, each getting up and sitting in their chairs.
"That was to close." Hermione said, pushing back some hair that had fallen out of her bun.
Ron nodded; he was tired and didn't want to have to wake up early.
"Let's go, we can talk tomorrow." They got up and started for the stairs. "Don't tell harry" Ron warned, looking at Hermione with a serious face.
"Like I would tell him!" Hermione said, as they reached Ginny's room. They smiled and said their good-night's. They Ron quietly trudged up to his room flopped into his bed (nearly stepping on Harry's head). And drifted off into a dream filled sleep.