I don't own JK Rowlings masterart. I'm just an 18-year-old girl who loves to write and practise her English.

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"But I don't want to go to bed! I'm a big girl! I'm almost five and a half!" Evelyn whined when Hermione had suggested (okay, demanded) for the fourth time that evening that Evelyn should go to bed.

"Yes, but even big girls need their sleep too," she said, rubbing her own eyes. Mr. and Mrs. Gutlin were away again, to another convention of their work. She didn't mind the extra pocket-money it had given her, but since she had trouble with sleeping since Cedric had died, she slowly felt a head ache creeping up.

As if the girl had sensed her thoughts and felt pity, Evelyn suddenly said: "Okay…. But you have to tell me another story!"

She walked the girl upstairs, looked over her when she brushed her teeth, and tugged her in.

"Okay, so what's it have be about?"

"Did Tom really disappear?" Evelyn asked with a small voice.

Not wanting to give the real answer, she said: "Of course he did. He's never been seen since Harry killed him."

She hadn't known the story had made such an impact on the girl.

"Okay, then I want to hear the same story!"

"But that's a bit lame," Hermione replied, not sure why she didn't want to tell the sae story. "What about if I tell you about what happened with Harry that next year?"

"Is it exciting?"

Hermione nodded.

"Is Ginny in it?"

"Uhm, no…. but another girl is!"

"Does she love Harry too?"

"No, only as a friend," she said, remembering the articles Rita Skeeter had produced this year.

"Okay, what's her name?"

"Hermione?"

"No, you are already Hermione!"

"There can be more Hermione's!"

"I don't know more people who are called Hermione!" Evelyn replied stubbornly.

"What name does she have to have then?"

"Evelyn! Or no…. Sophie!"

"Sophie?"

"Yes, that's the name of my friend! She's the one who has a Barbie who can speak and if your comb her hair it…"

Hermione tuned off, thinking about how she would start with this one. Her third year had been far more complicated.

"that's nice," she interrupted Evelyn. "Let's start the story, shall we?"

Evelyn nodded.

"Not so long ago, there were four friends. They all had very funny names, because they could turn into animals. Remus was called "Moony", and could turn into a wolf. Peter was called "Wormtail", and could turn into a rat. Sirius was called "Padfoot", and could turn into a dog. And James was called "Prongs", and could turn into a stag."

"What's a stag?"

"It's another word for a deer.

The friends were very happy together, and they kept it a secret from every one that they could turn into animals. When they were done with school, James married Lily, the girl he was in love with, and-"

"Is the story already over?"

"Huh? No, why?"

"Mostly, people only marry at the end of the story."

"Well, not in this one. Actually, when they got married, the problems started."

"Didn't they love each other?"

"Of course they did. But an evil wizard was angry at them, because Lily and James were trying to stop him from growing in power. The wizard was so angry at them, that he wanted them dead."

Evelyn gasped.

"So they went into hiding. Only one person knew where they could be found. Everyone thought it was Sirius, the friend who could turn into a dog. But then, something terrible happened. Lily and James were murdered. They had been betrayed."

Hermione saw that she was actually scaring Evelyn a bit, so she quickly proceeded.

"Everyone thought Sirius had betrayed them, so he was locked up in prison. The only one who had survived the dark wizard, was the little son of James and Lily. He was called Harry."

Evelyn scrunched up her nose. "Harry again?"

"Yes, Harry again," she said determinedly, not wanting another discussions about names. "The evil wizard had been conquered not long after he had murdered Lily and James and Harry had to live with his aunt and uncle, until he was old enough to enter the wizard school."

"He was a wizard too?"
"Yes, they all were, but only a few were evil," Hermione explained quickly. Evelyn nodded, as if it sounded very logical.

"When Harry was 11, he was allowed to go to that school. He enjoyed it very much, and quickly had made friends, Ron and Sophie were their names. Harry didn't know much about his parents' deaths, but in his third year, something terrible happened. Sirius escaped from the prison."

Evelyn gasped.

"Someone told Harry about how Sirius had betrayed his parents, and Harry felt very angry when he heard about it. Ron and Sophie did everything to prevent Harry from seeking Sirius. But he didn't seem to listen to them.

A few months passed, and no one knew where Sirius had gone to. But Sophie had other problems too. She wanted to know everything, and had taken a lot of classes. To all follow them, she was able to time travel back in time. But she got very tired of that, so sometimes, she snapped at her friend Ron. He was angry at her for snapping, and also because Sophie's cat wanted to eat his rat. And his rat was already sick.

Anyway, no one knew why, but a few weeks later, the rat had vanished. Ron thought he had been eaten, but Herm- I mean, Sophie thought he had just escaped. They were more worried about Harry, though."

"Why? What happened?"

"Sirius had been seen near the school." He seemed to want to kill Harry."

Evelyn gasped. "Did he?"

Hermione shook her head. "No, but something else happened. One evening, when Sophie, Harry and Ron walked over the grounds of the school, Ron suddenly saw his rat, lying in the grass!"

"What? He had accused Sophie for nothing?"

"Yes, Sophie was a bit angry for that, but before she could say anything, a huge dog had come from the forest nearby, and had taken Ron's foot."

Evelyn gasped again, her hands for her mouth. "But… that's Sirius!!! He can transform into a dog!!!"

"Yes it was, but Harry, Ron and Sophie didn't know that he could turn into a dog! The dog took Ron to a tree, where a hole had been made under the ground. Sophie and Harry followed them, and quickly saw that it was a secret tunnel! At the end of it were a few rooms, and on one of it, they found Ron, and Sirius, who had transformed back into a human."

Evelyn shrieked. "Did he kill them?"

Hermione shook her head. "No he didn't. At first, Harry, Ron and Sophie were too shocked to do anything, and didn't believe anything of what Sirius was saying. Soon, however, they listened. Sirius told them that he wasn't the one who had betrayed Lily and James! He hadn't even known where they had went into hiding! Another old friend had known, though, and Sirius was the only one who had known who that friend was. It was Peter who had betrayed them."

Hermione paused, taking a sip from the water that stood at the nightstand.

"Now, Evelyn, do you remember in what sort of animal Peter could transform?"

"A wolf… no, wait.." Her eyes got big and she gasped, "a rat! Ron's pet is Peter!" she shrieked.

"Yes indeed! And Ron still had Peter in his hands after he found them. The rat was squealing and twisting, but Ron hadn't let him go. Sirius transformed Peter back in his human form to prove that he was right, and Sophie had never seen Harry so angry. They had tied Peter up, and wanted to go to the headmaster of the school, to tell everything. Sirius went also with them."

"So everything went out okay?"

"Wait, little squirt, I'm not done yet. When they came outside of the secret hole, Peter transformed back into a rat and tried to escape. Sirius ran after him to stop him, but they all had forgotten one thing."

"What? What??"

"There were guards around the school, trying to capture Sirius. They didn't know Sirius hadn't done anything. So they captured him, and locked him in the tower near the school."

"What?? But what happened to Peter?"

"He escaped. Ron, Sophie and Harry turned directly to the school, to warn the Headmaster, and he believed their story. He made a plan with Sophie. They had to use Sophies device to travel through time. Ron couldn't come along, he was still injured at his foot. But Harry went along."

"What did they do?"

"At the moment that the real Ron, Harry and Sophie were telling the headmaster what happened, Sophie and Harry who had travelled back in time were saving Sirius from that tower."

"How?"

Hermione considered that telling her about the big half-bird, half-hoarse wasn't a good move. A muggle-girls-imagination would only stretch so far.

"They… uhm… they flew, on the broomsticks. They were wizards, after all, weren't they?"

Evelyn eyed her sceptically, but nodded.

"Sirius quickly escaped on one of their brooms. After that, Harry and Sophie sprinted back to the school. They had to be back in time, because if they wouldn't, their other forms would have started to travel back in time already, and people could accuse them of helping Sirius."

Hermione saw that the time-travelling part was confusing Evelyn a lot, but was fairly sure she at least had understood the last part of the sentence.

"They came back in time and when other people discovered Sirius had been gone, they couldn't accuse Harry or Sophie from helping. Now, Sirius is living happily. He's still on the run, but likes it better than the prison he's been in."

Evelyn smiled. "The end?"

"Yes. The end."

"But… wait…" Evelyn looked at her.

"What?" Hermione asked, though she had a feeling she would know what was bothering Evelyn.

"What about Peter? He escaped also! Is he also still free?"

Again, Hermione couldn't bear to give the real answer. Quickly, she came up with a lie. "No. You see, Sirius had hunted down Peter not long after that. People wouldn't believe his story though, so instead that Peter was thrown into prison, Sirius made Peter his own prison. As a rat, he threw Peter in a rat-cage, and took him with him wherever he went."

Evelyn laughed.

"Goodnight," she said, kissing the girl on her forehead, and tucking her in tightly.

"Goodnight, Hermione," Evelyn said.

Hermione walked downstairs. The story had been very simple when compared to the truth, and the end off course had been very different, but it still felt good to hear she could actually entertain people with it.

Her bag burned with the two other letters she hadn't replied to yet. One was from Harry. He sounded distant, and angry for not knowing anything. Hermione had a feeling that Harry was feeling left out and had difficulties with what happened in the graveyard last month. She sighed, feeling worried. Then, she took out a pencil and some paper.

Dear Harry,

I'm sorry this letter will be short: I promise m next one will be longer. I'm currently baby-sitting at my neighbours house. Evelyn, a 5-year old, seems to be keen at wizard stories.

I hope you are well. Try not to worry too much about everything that happened this past year: Dumbledore is probably taking care of it as we speak, and like Hagrid said: what would come, would come, and we will have to meet it when it does.

I haven't heard anything from Ron, either. Ginny told me their busy with moving, though. She was very vague.

I hope I can see you all very soon. Here's everything so… normal.

Hugs,

Hermione.

She stared at her letter when it was done, feeling a slight knot of guilt in her stomach as she re-read the last lines. She knew that with sending those few lines, she had to disappoint the last letter, that burned in her bag…..

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