Snowbyrd

Ch. 4

"My grandmother?"

Byrd was completely confused. The past week had been more action-packed than the last eleven ears of her life. And now, she was finding everyone in her family except her parents.

She was lying in bed. She had wanted to ask all her questions upon arrival, but it was very late and sleep had overwhelmed her. She turned over to be more comfortable and felt her eyelids close…

Her mother was standing in a graveyard. She was bound and gagged, and she was held back by a statue of the Dark Angel. A man was standing in front of her. It was the rat man. He was laughing as he pointed his stick at her mom. She screamed, despite her gag, and started writhing against the statue. A woman approached. She had long, black messy hair. She yelled something at the rat man and he stopped. "You know we have to wait. Bring him!" she said, shooting a jet of light at the man. He screeched and ran off. Her mom was hanging, limp, against the statue. The woman cackled.

"Not so high and mighty now, are we?!" she asked, sneering. The rat man came back, dragging another man. The man's eyes widened when he saw the woman. Byrd saw his face clearly. Everything went black.

Byrd sat up, drenched in sweat. That had been no dream. It was real, she knew it. She needed to save her mother! But where was her mother? She knew it had been a graveyard, but that could have been anywhere. Her train of thought was interrupted by a loud creak outside her door. It opened, and in came a man. He was tall and had graying hair. He had a worn, thinned-out look about him.

"I heard you screaming, and I came to see what's wrong." He explained.

"Who are you?" asked Byrd.

"I'm Remus Lupin. You can call me Lupin."

Byrd decided to ask him straight out. "Do you know of any graveyards? Like, with a statue of the Dark Angel in it?" Lupin looked at her for a moment. Of course he is, you just asked about a graveyard! How would a total stranger know what I was talking about?

"Learning a bit about your dad? Yes, I know a graveyard. The graveyard he was in is far away. But, there's been many a book on your father's life. This one tells where it is and what it looks like." He held a thick book out to her. "Maybe you can learn a few things from here." He left the room, leaving Byrd with the book. She looked at the cover. The book was titled Harry Potter: A Wizard to be Remembered. She opened the book to a random page and almost screamed. There was the man from her dream! She flipped to another. There he was again…and again and again! Another page showed the rat man and yet another the lady with the black hair.

She went to the index and found there was a graveyard on pgs. 157-162. She went there and saw everything she needed to know. But, should she go? She had no magic and no wand. But she would have to go. They were her parents! She sneaked downstairs (she was very good after years at the orphanage) and packed a little food, the book and took a broom. Stepping outside, she opened the book to the graveyard page. If the place is east from here, then I should go…right! She mounted her broom just like Ron had showed her and flew away from the only family she knew.