Belive

Chapter 10

Summer Vacation-Part 1- Sarah's POV

"Huuuuhhhh!" I sighed. We were in a compartment, on the Hogwarts Express. Ron, and Hermione were coming over for the first month of the summer hols. Harry always came, anyway. My dad was picking us up. I hope he brings his-my motorcycle. I thought, forgetting he gave it to me, on my 11th birthday. Silence filled us. No clue why, except for Hermione, she was always the quietest. I guess we were all thinking about our school year. Or, well I was. About all the detentions I did, about well, everything. Suddenly, I burst into laughter. Just to break the silence, it was wayyy to quiet.

"What's so funny?" Hermione said, in her I Need Answers Now voice.

"Nothing, I just thought it was too quiet, so I laughed. I had nothing to say, so that's what I did," I answered.

"Oh," And everyone else laughed. We all laughed, until the train reached King's Cross. As we were getting off, I spotted a black dog. Dad! I thought, shaking my head. To fool my friends, well mostly Hermione and Ron, I transformed, into my black dog, too. Long story short, I was three, I loved playing with my dad when he was in Animagus form, so he helped me become one. I ran over to him.

"Where'd she go?" Ron asked, looking behind him. I ran behind him, when he turned his head, and transformed back.

"Nowhere, I've been here!" I exclaimed, giggling with Harry.

"Ahhhhh!" I transformed again. "Ahhhhhh!"

"Why are you screaming?" I asked, in human form again.

"You were just-whoa!"

"I was just whoa? Wicked! I never knew I was whoa!"

"No-no you were just a dog!"

"So? You got a problem with that-punk?"

"N-n-no!" He stammered. I howled with laughter. Typical Ron.

"Well, my dad is over there." We ran over there. I gave him a hug, and he picked me up and swung me, like he used to do when I was little. He never did that with any of my sisters. Uncle Prongs, and Uncle Moony did that to me a lot, too. Uncle Wormtail was shorter then me. Hmmmmm. Mysterical! He took out a mini motorcycle, and cast engorgio.

"My motorcycle!" I practically shouted.

"Yep! You and Harry can ride it home if you want, while I side-along apparate Ron and Hermione." He answered. I boarded the front, Harry behind me. We took off, flying above the clouds. I lived at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. My room was my dad's old one. The only one next to it, was his brother Regulus' room. He let me use it to practice gutar, and drums and stuff. When mum wasn't home, he charmed my laser amplifier, so the lasers only burn his brother's old stuff. Uncle Regulus lives in Argentina, and I've only seen him once. We arrived in Grimmauld Place, and I let us in.

"Uncle Moony! Aunt Rachel! Taylor! Uncle Prongs! Aunt Lily! Bethany!" I shouted. I ran and gave Uncle Moony (Remus) a hug. Then I hugged Aunt Rachel (Remus' wife). Next Uncle Prongs (James). After that Aunt Lily (James' wife). Then little Bethany (Harry's little sister). She was 10. And then Taylor, who was 16, (Remus and Rachel's daughter.),. The four of us ran off upstairs. Ron and Hermione went to unpack. Harry's parents brought his stuff over, while Ron and Hermione owled for it. I don't know what made me do it, but I did. I did I did I DID!

A/N

ME: Ow…

Harry: What's wrong?

M: Teeth…

H: HUH?

M: Teeth hurt… braces… ow? Ring a bell?

H:Oh, so you want me to tell them to be nice, cause you are hurt?

M:That would be lovely!

H: BE NICE YOU NO GOOD DELINQUENTS!