AN: Not JK Rowling.

The students had gone crazy with pranks following the flight of Fred and George. Filch was always carrying his whip but there were so many misbehaving student's he didn't know which way to turn first.

During the last quidditch match of the season Hagrid asked Harry and I to go with him into the Forbidden Forest. My skin was crawling and the further we went into the forest the tighter I clung to Harry. I was thinking he wanted us to maybe look after the Thestrals maybe but not his half-brother Grawp who is sixteen feet tall. The centaurs were not pleased to see Hagrid in the forest since he had stopped them from killing Firenze.

Harry and I left as soon as we could to find that Ron had won the quidditch match. He had been distraught when he found out we missed it. The look on his face when we told him about Grawp was priceless.

"And Hagrid wants us to…?"

"Teach him English, yeah," Harry said..

"He's lost his mind," Ron said in an almost awed voice.

"Yes I think he has unfortunately he made Harry and I promise." I said glaring at some transfiguration diagrams.

"Your just going to have to break that promise I mean we already have exams coming up." Ron said as if it was the easiest thing ever.

"I know, it's just that – we promised," I said in a small voice.

"Well maybe Hagrid can last to the end of term." Ron said smiling hopefully.

The teachers were no longer giving us homework and the lessons were devoted to what they believed would come up in exams. I was glad they had stopped setting homework and were only telling us what to expect it was easier to study that way.

Fifth year students could be found laying around the room reciting their notes. I drilled myself as best I could, Ron was going over two years of charms homework and Seamus was on his back reciting different charms and how they worked while Dean checked them in the book.

The next two weeks were some of the worst in my life. I drank coffee like I was dependent on it and I was shaking through most of my tests. Harry and Ron seemed to be doing fine and it was absolutely infuriating.

The next Wednesday night was the Astronomy practical and we were staring into the sky looking for the different things. It was a perfect clear night which made it easy to see everything in the sky.

Halfway through the test Umbridge tried to get rid of Hagrid. His front door burst open and six stunners were hurled at him.

"No!" I gasped watching everything below me. Fang tried to protect Hagrid but he was hit with a stunner. Hagrid roared and threw one of the men in his anger. He punched out another two and they went down immediately.

"How dare you!" Professor McGonagall shrieked running out of the castle. "On what grounds are you attacking him? He has done nothing, nothing to warrant such -" four stunners flew at her and a shrill scream escaped my mouth.

"BLOODY COWARDS!" Hagrid yelled pulling Fang over his shoulders.

"Get him, get him!" Umbridge screeched as Hagrid ran into the Forbidden Forest but no one went after him.

"Five minutes left." I quickly filled in the last of my answers and went inside with the others. Everyone in Gryffindor tower was up and awake asking for the first hand account but I went up to bed. It took me awhile to get to sleep that night.

Thank Merlin the History of Magic exam wasn't until the following afternoon. I slept in later than I would have liked but still had four hours to study before the test.

"Turn over your papers. You may begin." I turned it over and quickly started to fill it out trying to remember everything I knew about goblin rights. The time passed quickly and I continued writing out everything I could and sat back smiling yes this would do. I was reading through my answers a second time when Harry screamed as if he had been tortured by the cruciatus curse.

The examiner helped Harry up from the floor where he fell and quickly led him from the room. Ron and I looked at each other and put our test booklets on the front desk. We left the great hall only for Harry to be running straight for us.

"Harry! What happened are you ill?" I asked shakily looking him over. He was pale and swaying slightly in his feet.

"Come on I have to tell you something." He said pulling us into the first unused classroom he could find.

"Voldemort's got Sirius."

My breath left my lungs and I gripped onto a table tightly. "Are you sure?"

"I saw it just now. He's trying to use Sirius to get whatever he wants from in there... he's torturing him... says he'll end by killing him."

I was full on crying now and Ron was trying to hold me up. "How are we going to get there?"

"Your not coming with?" Harry asked surprised.

"Harry I love him I am not going to let Voldemort kill him!" I shrieked.

"Wait a moment you two," Ron said looking between us. "Why don't we grab the mirror that Sirius gave to Harry to make sure You-Know-Who didn't plant the idea in his head."

Harry and I looked at each other. "If we check it now and not argue we can save Sirius sooner." I said grabbing their hands.

We ran all the way to the Gryffindor common room and quickly went up to the boys dormitory. Harry dug through his trunk and finally pulled out the mirror.

"Sirius?" My heart thudded loudly in my chest.

"Sirius?!" Harry yelled into the mirror.

"It's the Potter boy in the mirror. What has he come for Kreacher wonders?"

"Where's Sirius Kreacher?" harry demanded.

"Master has gone out, Harry Potter."

"Where's he gone? WHERE'S HE GONE, KREACHER?" There was only laughter. Tears streamed down my face. No not Sirius!

"I'm warning you! What about Lupin? Mad-Eye? Any of them, are any of them there?"

"Nobody here but Kreacher!" said the elf gleefully. "Kreacher thinks he will have a little chat with his mistress now, yes, he hasn't had a chance in a long time, Kreacher's master has been keeping him away from her -"

"Where has Sirius gone?" Harry yelled. "Kreacher, has he gone to the Department of Mysteries?"

"Master does not tell poor Kreacher where he is going," said the elf quietly.

"But you know!" shouted Harry. "Don't you? You know where he is!"

There was a moment's silence, then the elf let out his loudest cackle yet.

"Master will not come back from the Department of Mysteries!" he said gleefully. "Kreacher and his mistress are alone again!" I gave a muffled squeak and collapsed into sobs against Ron's side.

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