The room was dark. "Dammit!" I yelled. What time was it? How late was it How long had I been out of it. I ran into the room and fell on the lump to check for a pulse. There was one.
I took a deep breath and laid my head on the lump. It smelled funny…..and was drooling everywhere. Ugh….it was a dog. Not my beloved brother.
"Fang! You scared me!"
Of course the dog did not answer me, but it did wake up. I was worried again. I quickly got up and began to search the hut. Chris was not in anyplace the would seem logical. I left the hut and began to pace around outside until I found myself in a large pumpkin patch. There right before me, was Malfoy.
My face grew hot and anger feld throughout my entire body. He was here to kill my brother. He caused this suffering, he should pay for it. I reached into my pocket to draw my wand, but it wasn't there. Madam Pomfery. She must have taken it from me while I was in the hospital wing. Here I was with Malfoy and no wand. I was as good as dead.
Slowly he turned and looked at me with terrified eyes.
"Well," he said, "aren't you going to kill me?"
"Why would I?"
"Well, I caused Crab to curse you."
"Don't remind me. Im feeling merciful."
Lies. But what was I supposed to do. If he knew I had no wand, I was a good as dead. He would curse me in a heartbeat. He was only frightened by my rage. Nothing more. We stood there for a while. I broke the silence.
"Malfoy. Where is Chris? I need to talk to him."
"In the forest."
Suddenly, I understood why he was here.
"Why is Chris in the forest Malfoy? Where is he and why are you here?"
I was growing more and more anxious.
Malfoy replied slowly. "I was supposed to have dentention with him, but when I came here, he was. He was…."
"He was what?"
"He was dead!"
My suspicions confirmed. Now I was not scared, just angry.
"Why is he in the forest Malfoy?"
"I was scared. I knew they thought I cursed you so I thought I would get blamed for this to."
"So what did you do," I said curtly.
"IdraggedhimintotheforestsoIcouldblameitonthewildanimals!"
I gave a disgusted look and ran into the forest. I found him lying there. My brother. His face was calm though his body was rigid. I began to cry. I never got to have Harry meet him. Harry would never get to spend time with him brother. I would never see him again. I would never get to have my family together. My twin. Dead.
My cries filled the night with a wale that could wake the dead. Teachers fled into the forest to find me. My face burried into the chest of my dear brother. Grief filled me until I began to drift away.
Dear Student of Hogwarts,
We are regretful to infrom you that two students and a teacher have died in an unexplainable phenomenon. Lizzy Potter, Harry Potter, and Chris Potter, triplets, have all perished. The deaths, though linked, are still unexainable. Death is something that even wizards cannot control. Please remain safe and remember the life of this family, all its members lost.