Chapter 2
Unfortunately I do not own Harry potter or the characters from the book
Once I left the castle of Hogwarts on that cold, windy and very dark night, I walked over to Hagrid's cottage and left him a note. I then walked to Hogsmeade, where I would hopefully run into the Knight bus. I didn't have anywhere to go and it was late in the night. The only place I could go to was to 12 Grimmauld place, where Sirius and the order were, but what if he told Harry in a letter or through a fire. I didn't want that, but at this time I was desperate to go somewhere and that would be the only place I would be welcome at.
I got my broomstick out of my trunk and got onto it. I got a firebolt for my birthday a couple of months ago, and it flies so fast and smoothly. I remembered my way to Sirius's house quite well, since the night I was escorted there by Lupin and Tonks. It was very tense and Lupin looked terrible. It was after Voldermort came back to power. No one believed Harry or Dumbledore when they told the minister. Rita skeeter wrote these terrible stories about them, and made them out to be attention seeking, overthrowing, mental wizards. These are three things Harry and Dumbledore aren't.
I flew the same road, from my memory. It was a lot harder as I couldn't see the road as clearly as I could last time I took it. I was scared, especially since I could be approached by a Dementor or one of Voldermort's death eaters.
The night was so dark and cold. I actually wished I was back at the warm castle, but it was too late to turn back and I left all my friends a letter, except Harry. I just left him a sentence on a little parchment, "I will never forget you Harry Potter"
That's the last thing I would have ever written to him, and it broke my heart into little pieces.
I couldn't hold back my tears anymore and I was so terrified and depressed when I started approaching the familiar apartment which belonged to Sirius, Harry's godfather.
After finally landing on a concrete pathway leading to the apartment, I thought I'd be safe for at least a day.
By then I could think through where I could go. There was the possibility that I would go back to my parents and go to a muggle school. Even though I don't want to go to a muggle school, but I couldn't go back to Hogwarts.
I finally got the courage to clench my right hand and softly bang it against the wooden door, to where I would enter and see a warm apartment with Lupin and Sirius in it.
After I knocked, I waited a couple of minutes for an answer. No one came to the door.
I decided not to knock again, and picked up my brown and red stripped truck, and then as I turned around I heard the door open.
It was Sirius and Lupin with their wands up in the air