17
About
two hours later, Kenzie woke up, her friends sitting in chairs all
around her bed.
"Hey... are you okay?" said a voice in
her ear. She looked up to see the smiling face of Chris. "Here,
let me help you up."
"Thanks," came Kenzie's feeble
reply.
"You blacked out, young Ms. Potter," said the
hospital wing nurse, Madame Patil. (It was Padma, not
Parvati.)
"Yeah, I think so," Kenzie said.
"Your
friends here said that the scar on your forehead turned green and
that your eyes were red with slitted pupils, like a cat's. And they
were right. It was terrible."
Kenzie found herself unstable
on her feet and fell back into Chris's arms. He held her up.
"What
caused your spell?" Madame Patil inquired.
"I read my
dad's letter and-" Kenzie started.
"Never touch that
letter again, got it?"
"Got
it."
Later
that evening, when everybody was up in bed, the four friends were
still up, doing some forgotten Potions homework. Suddenly, the Fat
Lady talked to them from outside the door.
"Anyone still up?
Please, there's someone here!" came the wail.
"I'll go
and get it," Kenzie said, standing up.
She climbed out of the
portrait hole.
"Shush," she said to the Lady.
"Lumos."
Kenzie looked up into the face of a
scruffy-looking man, who seemed to be in his fifties, standing in
front of the portrait hole.
"Oh McKenzie!" the man said,
giving her a fierce hug.
She pulled away, saying, "What is
your name and what is your buisness here?"
"Oh, how
terribly rude of me. My name is Sirius Black, and I am your dad's
godfather."