Chapter 2: Excitement gone.
"After all the excitement," Dumbledore said. "Someone go get Claire, and Krystal,
and someone go and find that imposter of Sirius Black." Dumbledore was standing
by Harry's bed, talking to Severus and Minerva. Truth was, Sirius Black was a fake.
And now he had fled. They figured out that the imposter was someone from Azkaban,
but they didn't know who. It seems as though the Daily Prophet told them.
ESCAPE FROM AZKABAN: NEW PRISONER COMMITED OF MURDER
BELLATRIX LESTRANGE-COUSIN OF SIRIUS BLACK
Harry also noticed, that inside was a story about Sirius.
SIRIUS BLACK--- NON-MURDERER It seems as though the convicted-of-murder Sirius wasn't at all a murderer.
He was blamed for a murder caused by Peter Pettigrew, Who is also the murderer of Lily and James Potter. We have no further information
of Peter Pettigrew, except for classified
Information. The Ministry of Magic and many, many more people
Wish Sirius Black a peaceful Heaven in his dreams.
Harry didn't read the story about Bellatrix-he didn't want to. He was still
mad with
Fury with her. In his mind she was a complete moron, idiot, etc. But he
knew that couldn't change a thing. All he wondered was, What happened to Buckbeak? Was it the true Buckbeak? No. It can't be. "Oh, Harry Potter, listen to me, listen. I say, can't you
hear me? I want to EAT you.. come, come!! Or else.." And there was that voice. Harry couldn't at all be calm about it. He just wished that it would
go away.
The next day, something took away his thoughts.
The introduction of the October dance. From now on, all 7th years were going to have a dance every month. Naturally, Harry had no one to go with.
But he wanted to go with someone. 2 people. But that sounded weird. He knew Draco liked Krystal, though, so he didn't
dare
Date her. Instead, he asked someone else.
"H-Hermione?" He asked. "Yes?" She said, turning to look at him.
"Will you go to the dance with me. you know, the October one?"
Hermione glared at him with red eyes of fury.
"Harry, you dimwit. You have fallen into the hands of Lord Voldemort.
And your little friend Hermione." A evil grin came across her/his face. "No, no!!" "Hermione!" And then. it seemed as though he was somewhere dark.
"After all the excitement," Dumbledore said. "Someone go get Claire, and Krystal,
and someone go and find that imposter of Sirius Black." Dumbledore was standing
by Harry's bed, talking to Severus and Minerva. Truth was, Sirius Black was a fake.
And now he had fled. They figured out that the imposter was someone from Azkaban,
but they didn't know who. It seems as though the Daily Prophet told them.
ESCAPE FROM AZKABAN: NEW PRISONER COMMITED OF MURDER
BELLATRIX LESTRANGE-COUSIN OF SIRIUS BLACK
Harry also noticed, that inside was a story about Sirius.
SIRIUS BLACK--- NON-MURDERER It seems as though the convicted-of-murder Sirius wasn't at all a murderer.
He was blamed for a murder caused by Peter Pettigrew, Who is also the murderer of Lily and James Potter. We have no further information
of Peter Pettigrew, except for classified
Information. The Ministry of Magic and many, many more people
Wish Sirius Black a peaceful Heaven in his dreams.
Harry didn't read the story about Bellatrix-he didn't want to. He was still
mad with
Fury with her. In his mind she was a complete moron, idiot, etc. But he
knew that couldn't change a thing. All he wondered was, What happened to Buckbeak? Was it the true Buckbeak? No. It can't be. "Oh, Harry Potter, listen to me, listen. I say, can't you
hear me? I want to EAT you.. come, come!! Or else.." And there was that voice. Harry couldn't at all be calm about it. He just wished that it would
go away.
The next day, something took away his thoughts.
The introduction of the October dance. From now on, all 7th years were going to have a dance every month. Naturally, Harry had no one to go with.
But he wanted to go with someone. 2 people. But that sounded weird. He knew Draco liked Krystal, though, so he didn't
dare
Date her. Instead, he asked someone else.
"H-Hermione?" He asked. "Yes?" She said, turning to look at him.
"Will you go to the dance with me. you know, the October one?"
Hermione glared at him with red eyes of fury.
"Harry, you dimwit. You have fallen into the hands of Lord Voldemort.
And your little friend Hermione." A evil grin came across her/his face. "No, no!!" "Hermione!" And then. it seemed as though he was somewhere dark.