The sun was just setting behind the houses on Privet Drive. One boy
was outside working in the garden. He pushed his messy black hair out of
his face and went on pulling weeds out of the ground and throwing them onto
a pile just behind him.
Harry thought he heard something from behind the bushes and he went to look what it was. As he looked over the short shrubs, a pair of brown eyes met his. With a happy bark, a gigantic black dog jumped up on Harry and started licking his face.
"Get off of me!" Harry said.
The dog sat down and looked at him with sad eyes. Harry stared at him for a minute. Then he went back to his work. The dog followed him.
"Go home!" Harry yelled at it.
The dog stared at him and then shook its head.
"I said Go Home!" Harry yelled again.
The dog refused. It stared Harry in the eyes. Then it came closer. Harry threw a rock at it.
The animal started to growl a little. Then it jumped on Harry. Holding him to the ground the dog stared at him some more. It looked as though it was trying to get something across to Harry.
"Why did this animal insist on torturing me like this," thought Harry. If it had been a year ago, Harry would have greeted the dog happily. He would have thought it to be his godfather. However, Sirius had died at the end of the school year. There was no way that this dog could have been him.
Just then Harry's cousin walked down the sidewalk with a group of his friends.
"Hey! Look at that dog!" shouted one of the boys.
"Wow! He doesn't like Potter very much does he," said another.
With that Harry managed to shove the dog off of him. The dog rolled a couple times in the grass.
"Can't even make friends with a dog, can you Potter," said yet another one of Dudley's friends, "Hey, Dudley this would make a good pet for you."
The dog looked at Harry. It seemed to have a hint of mischief in its eyes. It began to growl at Harry again. It jumped on Harry and acted like it was attacking him (though it never touched him).
"Get him! Come on!" shouted the boys.
After a few minutes of this the dog stopped and went over to the boys. He sat in front of them and wagged his tail.
"Let's go talk to Mom and Dad," Dudley said. Dudley led the dog into the house. Before the dog went through the door, it looked at Harry and seemed to smile.
Harry shot it an angry glare. A few minutes later all of Dudley's friends left. Harry finished his work and went into the house. The dog was lying on the couch next to Dudley.
In the morning, Harry woke up to find the black dog lying at the foot of his bed. "Get out of here," Harry said as he kicked the dog. The dog gave him an angry glare. Then it seemed to forget about it. It followed Harry out of the room. As they passed Dudley's room, Dudley opened the door. The dog cornered Harry and began to growl once again.
"Good boy," said Dudley patting the dog on the head and went down the stairs. As soon as Dudley was out of sight, the dog stopped growling and acted like he liked Harry once again.
"You have problems," said Harry.
That evening Dudley brought home a collar and leash for the dog. The dog seemed to screw up its nose. Harry couldn't help but laugh at this.
************************ Sirius-"I wonder what's up with that dog" A.J.-"You will have to keep reading I guess." Sirius-"Why did you have to make me dead? Do I look dead to you?" A.J.-nods her head Sirius-shoves her off the chair. A.J.-"Hey!" she gets off the floor and sits back on the chair "I hope you liked this story. Please review! By the way, would anyone like to be my beta reader?"
Harry thought he heard something from behind the bushes and he went to look what it was. As he looked over the short shrubs, a pair of brown eyes met his. With a happy bark, a gigantic black dog jumped up on Harry and started licking his face.
"Get off of me!" Harry said.
The dog sat down and looked at him with sad eyes. Harry stared at him for a minute. Then he went back to his work. The dog followed him.
"Go home!" Harry yelled at it.
The dog stared at him and then shook its head.
"I said Go Home!" Harry yelled again.
The dog refused. It stared Harry in the eyes. Then it came closer. Harry threw a rock at it.
The animal started to growl a little. Then it jumped on Harry. Holding him to the ground the dog stared at him some more. It looked as though it was trying to get something across to Harry.
"Why did this animal insist on torturing me like this," thought Harry. If it had been a year ago, Harry would have greeted the dog happily. He would have thought it to be his godfather. However, Sirius had died at the end of the school year. There was no way that this dog could have been him.
Just then Harry's cousin walked down the sidewalk with a group of his friends.
"Hey! Look at that dog!" shouted one of the boys.
"Wow! He doesn't like Potter very much does he," said another.
With that Harry managed to shove the dog off of him. The dog rolled a couple times in the grass.
"Can't even make friends with a dog, can you Potter," said yet another one of Dudley's friends, "Hey, Dudley this would make a good pet for you."
The dog looked at Harry. It seemed to have a hint of mischief in its eyes. It began to growl at Harry again. It jumped on Harry and acted like it was attacking him (though it never touched him).
"Get him! Come on!" shouted the boys.
After a few minutes of this the dog stopped and went over to the boys. He sat in front of them and wagged his tail.
"Let's go talk to Mom and Dad," Dudley said. Dudley led the dog into the house. Before the dog went through the door, it looked at Harry and seemed to smile.
Harry shot it an angry glare. A few minutes later all of Dudley's friends left. Harry finished his work and went into the house. The dog was lying on the couch next to Dudley.
In the morning, Harry woke up to find the black dog lying at the foot of his bed. "Get out of here," Harry said as he kicked the dog. The dog gave him an angry glare. Then it seemed to forget about it. It followed Harry out of the room. As they passed Dudley's room, Dudley opened the door. The dog cornered Harry and began to growl once again.
"Good boy," said Dudley patting the dog on the head and went down the stairs. As soon as Dudley was out of sight, the dog stopped growling and acted like he liked Harry once again.
"You have problems," said Harry.
That evening Dudley brought home a collar and leash for the dog. The dog seemed to screw up its nose. Harry couldn't help but laugh at this.
************************ Sirius-"I wonder what's up with that dog" A.J.-"You will have to keep reading I guess." Sirius-"Why did you have to make me dead? Do I look dead to you?" A.J.-nods her head Sirius-shoves her off the chair. A.J.-"Hey!" she gets off the floor and sits back on the chair "I hope you liked this story. Please review! By the way, would anyone like to be my beta reader?"