A/N: Hey all! It's me!
So, I got..I think..like..seven? reviews on the last chapter.
So, here are some replies to you awesome people!
marauder number 5: Okay, I love your idea, like, soooo much. Unfortunately, I already have another plan, and in order for it to work, Sirius..has to die. Trust me, it will all make sense eventually.
singing angel: O.o..so...how many of you are there..? Sorry, not using the idea, even though it is amazing.
shocherellaz: O-kay...glad you liked it..^_^'
MARAUDERZ ROCK: I AM!
rosiepotter: I would use it if I didn't already have a plan...I hope you like the way it'll turn out anyway though..
(The reviewer was anonymous and did not leave a name, so I'll call he/she/it Anonymous): Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it! Um..you kinda have a good idea, but unfortunately, it wouldn't work. I'm hurrying, by the way. ^.^
starstruck christopher wilde: I am! I promise!
lauren cooper number 2: Please don't cry, that kills my inspiration..
And ONWARDS!
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Fred,
Yes, Umbridge trapped me in a painting...by trapping a piece of my soul into a painting.
Luckily, Professor Flitwick found a spell to get my piece of soul back into my body. I managed to escape, mostly unscathed. I stupified the stupid toad when I ran into her. Also, remind me to never mess with Peeves if he's managed to round up every ghost in the Hogwarts area.
Penelope likes the Darkness Pixies? Interesting. I'll have to conduct some further observations when I get back.
Where am I? Well, let's just say I'm closer than you think.
How am I an Animagus? Well, when I was younger, dad and I were the only ones living together, and since he'd been in trouble a couple of times with the ministry, he didn't want to risk me being in danger. Plus, it would help me if the Dark Lord decided he wanted to recruit me, in the sense that I would be able to hide.
Of course you miss me, you daft git. We've been best friends for years.
And yes, I am an idiot, but better for one of us to be caught than three.
Also, I'll be putting my letters differently.
I'll keep in touch.
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George,
I'm good, I suppose. A bit tired, hiding from the Ministry, you know the deal. Actually, I suppose you don't, but..
As I told Fred, I'm closer than you think.
I am not getting old! Sweet Merlin, I can't help but wonder what goes on in your head when I'm not around.
I promise in the name of pranking that I will allow you to assist me the next time I do something extremely stupid and possibly (Or most likely, dangerous).
I'm fine in terms of damage, but who knows about the future?
Ask Fred, I mentioned it in my letter to him.
And good luck trying to find me if you really want to hunt me down.
Also, I'll be putting my letters differently.
I'll keep in touch.
The Weasley duo glanced up at one another as they finished their letters.
"So, she's closer than we think, eh George?" Fred grinned mischievously, his eyes bright with curiosity and adventure.
"Why I do believe that's what she said, my dear Twin." George replied.
"So, you suppose we should reply now, or later?" Fred asked as the bell of the shop went off, a cheery jingle that startled both into action.
"Later." they chorused, off to see what joys they could bring a child that loved to prank.
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Lupin paced the kitchen of Grimmauld Place, his shoes scraping the floor gently.
The letter he'd recieved from Tara was in his pale fingers, tracing the familiar writing as he reread it for what seemed to be the fitieth time.
Lupin,
How are you? Are you doing well?
The foxes are still in their den, and I've let them know that I am doing well.
Trix wants out of her cage. I so badly want to let her out, but I don't know what the ministry would do if they discovered her.
So, I guess dad told you all about me. Please don't be mad at him. It was so I could protect myself if Voldemort ever came around looking for me or dad.
In other words, Trix is someone you can trust. You may not know who she is, but she'll know who you are.
I love you. My letters will be like this until we meet again.
I hope it will be soon.
Say hi to dad, even if he's off visiting James.
Lupin kept rereading the third line.
Trix wants out of her cage..Who's Trix?
"Sirius!" he called, off in search of the man who had most of the answers.
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My heart pounded as I darted through the trees.
Glancing back over my shoulder, I glimpsed what was chasing me.
Shrouded in shadows, the face hideous and twisted. Long, spindly arms reached out towards me, clawed fingers extended-
And I woke, panting.
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A/N: I hope you all liked it. I'll try to update soon.