In this chapter I shall introduce Kupo, who in real life is me. I know I don't describe what anyone looks like; as I mentioned before, this story was for my friend so that was unnecessary. But if you're curious, Rren has straight brown hair down to her shoulders, usually in two pigtails, brown eyes, small short figure. Kupo has purple hair put up in two buns high on her head, and yellow eyes. Medium sized and whimpy-looking, compared to Rren's more sporty figure. There you go. :D

By the way, Rren and Kupo are adults. Say 20 or so, give or take a few years.

What else…oh yes, Mrs. Jarmon and Johnsie refer to two of our teachers. Mrs. J teaches Geometry and Johnsie teaches Biology.

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Rren jumped back. It was Kupo, that annoying girl who used to be in her geometry class. They never talked while Mrs. Jarmon was explaining the lesson or last night's homework.

"Rren! Whassup girlfriend?" Kupo started doing the jive.

"Kupo, I know after all these years you are still jealous of me being a witch and not you, but that doesn't give you the excuse of knocking on my door every morning to say whassup." Scolded Rren.

"Well, that is usually the case, but today I've actually got something useful to say! It's about you-know-who!"

"Who, Voldemort?"

"God, no! Seriously now. It's about Sirius Black!"

"Ssssshhhhhh!" Rren's eyes darted both ways before she pulled Kupo inside her house and slammed the door. "What about? Is he alright?"

Kupo's face fell, and Rren had to mop it up real quick before she could continue. "No, it's bad news. I was walking around Hogwarts last night…" Rren rolled her eyes. Kupo often did so to see if she could see any wizard peoples. She was a fanatic. "And I saw a trampled patch of grass which looked as if a fight had taken place there last night. There was a torn piece of cloak on the ground…and this letter…" Kupo held it up. At first glance, Rren could tell it was written hastily. It was dirty and slightly wet, probably caused by the dewy grass, and at the top there was two spots of a dark substance. Rren guessed it was blood. The letter was addressed to her, but it had not been finished. It was from Sirius Black.

Devastated, Rren reached out numbly for the letter and read it.

Dear Rren, Wind Goddess of my soul:

It's me, Sirius. Sirius Black. Seriously. I was just writing to express my undying love for you before I die. You see, I'm being chased by dementors and they are descending upon me at this moment, I can feel their hot breath on my neck and I d

The last letter was warped; the path of the writing tool had taken a downward turn and was dragged toward the edge in a jagged, ungraceful swipe.

"OH. THE ANGST." Rren wailed.

"Shut up…you're embarrassing me. Not to mention myself." Kupo whispered.

Rren's thoughts turned to the dark spots on the page. "Do you think…?" her voice trailed off as she pointed at it.

"I don't know, Rren. It…it could be Dementor blood…I wish Dumbledore was here so we could ask him, but he's…er…attending a wizard council in Las Vegas right now…" Suddenly Kupo's face lit up. "Wait a sec! I took biology. And genetics was my favorite part of the year. I could ask Johnsie if I could borrow a microscope…I believe I know enough about chromosomes and crap to be able to determine if this is Sirius' blood after all…what do you think?" Kupo began to look excited.

"Um…sure…" Rren had always doubted scientific stuff. In fact, she had been attempting to disprove the scientific method for some time.

"Yes! I can do this!" Kupo wrenched the letter out of Rren's hands and grabbed her arm. "Let's go!"

"Now wait a minute. My car is broken down, you can't teleport, and the school is way too far away. Not to mention the Pope is in town, traffic is gonna be backed up the wazzoo." Rren did her best to avoid the situation.

"Not to worry," assured Kupo with a wink. "I've got special connections. TO THE POPEMOBILE!" and she yanked Rren across the room and out the door.


Wrapping his heavy coal-colored cloak tighter around himself, Sirius quickened his pace, now entering Hogwarts grounds. The night around him had gotten noticeably colder and the forest looming around him had an ominous look about it. It seemed to press in on him. This place was not safe; that he knew, having been to the forest himself. Also, there was a good chance he would get caught if he wasn't careful. He couldn't let that happen for Rren's sake.

A chilly wind began to pick up around Sirius; strange for such a calm night. Slowing down, though his senses told him he should be speeding up, he surveyed the area around him. He could see nothing, yet…

Colder still. Instincts finally kicking in, Sirius began to walk, faster, faster, a little faster. There was definitely something wrong.

A crackling of twigs from the forest; Sirius whirled around, heart racing. Still nothing. Resisting the urge to break out in a run, he turned back around and walked again, but noticed something strange. The grass was crunching under his feet. Looking down, he saw frost coated the grass beneath his boots. Fear grasping his heart in an iron grip, Sirius bolted across the grounds.

Oh God, oh God… was his only thought as he ran for his life. Footsteps could be heard close a little too close behind. The Dementors were after him.