Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait but I wanted to plan out how long the chapter was and how much this chapter would be. -.- I'm really sorry darlings, but this is longer than I expected. TOO MUCH DETAIL MAYBE. Review
~Of Silver and Gold~
Chapter 17: My Confessions and the Past
Harry couldn't help but grin widely at the news Sirius had given him. He had hope that he could move away from the horrible Dursleys . He turned to face the others and saw something interesting. Remus and Angel chatted and it was seemingly a serious conversation, one that made Angel even hug him, but her mood was somewhat darkened more so than usual.
"Harry!" Hermione called out.
He then heard a gasp and both Harry and Sirius turned to see a wide eyed Angel. There in front of them was the full moon and everyone turned to face Remus. Angel looked at him scared as he no longer had the same gaze that was once comforting. On the contrary, now he was starting to look different, absolutely different. His fingers twitched against her shoulder and dug into them making her cry out. She tried to tug herself away, but it only made the pain increase. Her white shirt was no longer just covered in dirt, but blood as well.
"Professor?" she whispered in fear and pain.
Sirius walked closer to the pair.
"Remus, old friend... did you take your potion tonight?" Sirius asked shakily.
Remus shook his head no and suddenly pushed Angel back. She cried out in surprise, but crashed immediately towards Harry who barely caught her. She clung to him as both she and Harry looked on in fear.
They were so surprised that they had failed to notice that Peter Pettigrew had taken advantage of the distraction and had turned himself back to his real form: a rat. He scurried off much to the frustration of some, but all that mattered was Remus.
"Run, all of you….Now!" Sirius yelled.
As much as their legs wanted to, they just couldn't. Hermione was held close by Ron as they both were staring transfixed by the shape-shifting. Angel and Harry were the same by clinging to one another as Harry pulled her a few steps back to stare at the change in Remus.
They saw the bond between the friends as Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus, holding him close, so very close. He pressed his mouth to Remus' ear desperately trying to get him to remember who he is, and to control himself.
"You know the man you truly are, Remus. This flesh is only flesh." Sirius whispered hitting the man he considered a brother on the chest.
As they saw no change in Remus, Sirius continued to pat his chest.
"This heart is where you truly live. This heart! Here!" Sirius cried out.
They were so surprised that they had failed to notice that Peter Pettigrew had taken advantage of the distraction .
"No!" Harry cried out.
Angel took out her wand and pointed at him instantly.
"Expelliarmus!" she yelled.
The wand went flying away, but it was too late. He simply waved at them and changed into his true form: a rat. He scurried off much to the frustration of some, but all that mattered was Remus. This was all the truer when they heard a howl. All eyes turned to see Sirius flying back as Remus was beginning to go deeper in his transformation.
Angel moved forward trying to calm him. She knew him, she talked to him often…she needed to help him.
"What are you doing?" Harry whispered, holding her by the waist, preventing her from getting nearer to Remus.
"Professor?" she whispered.
She felt his eyes on her and she smiled sympathetically, thinking that he had gained reason. His eyes then lost their glint of recognition and it transformed into blazing eyes. His teeth were shown and he howled louder.
"Run!" Hermione yelled.
Hermione tugged a terrified Ron along with her and Harry did the same tugging Angel along, whose eyes could not go away from Remus. Her professor who had been honest with her; she cared for him as a family would. She pulled Harry back and he stared at her incredulously.
"Are you wonky?" he whispered.
"Uncle Severus" she replied.
She ran towards Snape who stood there still entranced. She shook him and as he was nudged, he felt himself going back to normal. He held her close and he began to take notice of the scene.
"Out of the way!" He told Angel and pushed her sideways.
He took out his wand and defended the foursome who clung to one another as close as possible. Angel hid her head into Harry's chest as Remus in his form was beginning his attack. Her godfather could only do so much and he pounced. She cried out, but as he held her tighter she lifted her head as she heard another growl.
A huge black dog popped out and pounced on the werewolf. They were shocked seeing teeth bearing out and growls and nails all over. As much as Sirius tried, he couldn't help it, he was pushed back and he cried out in pain.
"Sirius!" Harry cried out in shock.
Angel kept him close trying not to make him do something foolish. He pushed himself from her grasp and ran towards the night. Angel cried out and she tried to push past her godfather, only because she didn't want Harry lost.
"Potter! Harry!" she cried out.
"Harry!" both Hermione and Ron cried.
Harry pushed through the tall grass as he tried to follow the trail of both men. Suddenly he saw Remus in his wolf form leaning over the dog, his paw over what would be the jugular of Sirius.
"No!" he cried out in pain.
He couldn't lose the person he had waited for. Sirius was his last family member, one of the few people that had given him hope. He glared at the werewolf and he picked up a branch. He threw it towards the werewolf helplessly trying to distract him. He got the attention he wanted as it turned to face Harry.
"Please, Professor. Stop... It's me." Harry whispered in fear.
He was not that foolish, as he took out his wand to defend himself if needed. Before he could do anything, he froze as he heard a sharp howl into the night. Before he could attack anything, Remus froze trying to figure out what way to go. Harry froze as he heard a snarl, and heard Remus getting closer. He curled away from the pain and suddenly another howl echoed through the night.
Harry saw Remus run off whimpering as he tried to trace the howling. In the darkness of the night, Harry let out a breath of relief as Remus had gone. He suddenly remembered Sirius and turned to look for him, only to see the wounded dog lurching through the tall grass. He tried so hard to move but he fell after a few steps, whimpering in pain. As he continued to move, he was becoming less of a dog and more of a human form. Harry knew he had to aid Sirius and he ran after him.
Harry pushed through the tall grass, falling plenty of times as he tried to find Sirius. As he found a clearing, he saw the water's edge. His eyes softened as he saw Sirius lying on the ground. Sirius Black was covered all over with lacerations.
"Sirius!" he cried out.
He fell to his knees and he wept silently as he saw Sirius breathing heavily. Sirius opened his eyes tiredly as he saw his glassy expressionless eyes.
"Sirius!" he called out.
Suddenly he felt a cold breath leave his body and he froze. He knew that cold feeling; his eyes lead him to the lake which had frozen over. He shook his head not wanting to believe their timing.
"No... No!" Harry said shakily.
Dementors! He couldn't help but think that he was going to lose someone else once more. He shook his head angrily and took out his wand. Remus had taught it to him, he needed to create one immediately.
"Expecto... Patronum!" he yelled out.
A thin silvery wisp wept from Harry's wand, as it hovered over the pair. He was so frustrated that the Dementors were continuing to come despite the veil he had created. He placed his hand over the heart of Sirius feeling it becoming weaker and weaker. His tears began to fall and he shook his head angrily.
"Expecto... Patronum..."he croaked out weakly.
No light appeared as desperately as he tried. He repeated the spell over and over, but no avail. As his eyes began to be more and heavier from the Dementors, he let them close, slightly. Before he let himself faint, he saw a bright light. The light pushed the Dementors away and last thing he saw was a stag.
Later…
Hermione and Ron laid in deep sleep and they were oblivious to what was happening in the opposing side. There Professor Snape, Madame Pomfrey and Dumbledore were desperately trying to control Angel.
"What is going on?" Dumbledore asked.
"I don't understand, this draught was just to aid her" Madame Pomfrey murmured holding the phial in confusion.
"Move please" Severus said tiredly.
There in the bed was a very pale faced Angel. Her skin was deathly pale, her eyes were sunken in and she had a silencing spell so stop her shrieking.
"Severus, how is her magical core?" Dumbledore asked concerned.
Severus frowned.
"Her core has matured more than expected. The dependence on the draughts after her traumatic events isn't aiding her body. On the contrary, it's fighting against her core trying to relieve some of the core bindings" Severus replied.
"Release her core" Dumbledore said sighing.
"Is that not painful to let it be released in one night?" Pomfrey asked frightened.
"In one night she must take in all the memories long forgotten and accept the core's powers which were hidden for her safe being" Dumbledore said.
As they let her core open, she arched her back and continued to scream with tears rolling down her cheeks. Her body shook as if she was having a seizure. Her chest began to glow brightly, but no one noticed except for the professors around her. Her eyes were glowing, a golden glow that seemed inhuman. But as her body lessened it's glow, her body ceased to move. It landed in a thump against the mattress and Dumbledore stared on with a worried expression. It was only until they heard another breath were they relieved.
Madam Poppy walked away with some tears in her eyes at the amount of pain they had given the poor girl. She murmured something about checking on Harry and moved on.
"Ms. Malfoy is in good hands Poppy" Dumbledore said softly. "Yours"
Both Severus and Dumbledore left chatting about the future of Black.
Harry opened his eyes only to stare at a white roof. He blinked a few times and he turned to see Hermione sitting on the chair beside him. He lifted his head to see Ron with his leg bandaged.
"Hermione" he croaked out.
"Oh Harry" she whispered relieved. "We were so worried."
He turned to see a worn out Ron staring at him with a tired smile.
"You okay mate?" he asked.
Harry simply nodded slightly.
"Is everyone okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, professor Snape was released this morning and-"
"And Angel?" he asked.
Ron made a face and Hermione looked at him sighing.
"She's in the opposing bed, she has deep lacerations from Professor Lupin, who was also released this morning." she explained further.
They fell into silence and he finally decided to break it.
"I saw my dad." Harry blurted out.
"What?" Hermione asked surprised.
"He sent the Dementors away... I saw him. Across the lake..." Harry said.
Harry ignored the looks that Hermione and Ron shared and he looked away, instead staring at the side of the room with the curtains covering. He knew that she was there.
"Listen, Harry." Hermione began softly. "They've captured Sirius. Any minute the Dementors are going to perform the Kiss."
Harry tilted his head confused.
"The Kiss...?" he asked.
"It's when-" she began.
Suddenly the curtain was pushed aside and they all turned to see a very exhausted Angel. She looked worse for wear as her skin was still sickly pale, but the distraught expression was clear that it wasn't good. They stayed quiet as she stared at them.
"Malfoy what do you- " Ron began.
"They're going to kill him" she croaked out.
"What?" Harry exclaimed.
He ignored the pain in his head. He saw her getting up and saw her wince slightly.
Angel was not in the best condition. Her shoulder was bandaged and she held her stomach as she got up wincing in pain. She wondered why it hurt so much, but that did not matter.
"The kiss" she tried again as she walked towards their direction, "It's what Dementors do to those they want to destroy. They clamp their jaws over the victim's mouth and... suck out his soul."
She ended in a soft whisper. She turned away as her eyes watered.
"You mean, they're going to kill Sirius?" He asked shocked.
"No. It's worse, much worse." Hermione intercepted. "You go on living. But you have no memory. No sense of self. You're just a shell. An empty shell..."
Angel and Harry shared a look of sadness. Before they could say anything, Dumbledore entered.
"Headmaster! You've got to stop them! They've got the wrong man!" Hermione shrieked.
Dumbledore looked at the scene as the quartet sat towards Harry's side. He noticed that the Black heir now looked crushed as she was accepting the fact.
"It's true, sir. Sirius is innocent –" Harry said nodding his head.
"Scabbers did it!" Ron added.
"Scabbers?" he asked confused.
"My rat, sir…only he's not really….well, he was a rat. You…a rat…. see, he used to be my brother Percy's—" Ron rambled.
"The point is... we know the truth. Please, sir, you must believe us." Hermione pleaded.
Before he could say anything Angel surprisingly spoke up.
"As stupid as this sounds….it's true" she whispered.
They were surprised that she was supporting Sirius at all.
"He doesn't…he just can't…..he can't die" she ended her comment with looking away tears rising once more.
"I do, Miss Granger. But I'm sorry to say the word of young wizards will convince few others. A child's voice, however honest and true, is meaningless to those who have forgotten how to listen." Dumbledore stared at the wizards sympathetically.
As he left, a shooting star passed by. Angel's eyes landed on the star and as she moved away, she turned to meet Dumbledore's eyes.
"Ah... a shooting star. If ever one was to make a wish, now would be the time. But time, I'm afraid, is precisely our problem.." he began.
They heard the bell ringing signaling midnight. They all knew that it would happen.
"Mysterious thing time that is. Powerful and, when meddled with dangerous... Sirius Black is in the top most cell of the Dark Tower." Dumbledore sighed.
He turned to face the both girls.
"You know the laws Miss Granger and it would do you good to relate it to Mr. Potter and Miss Malfoy. It would do them well to return before the last chime. If not….well the consequences are really too ghastly to discuss. Three turns should do it, I think. If you succeed you might spare more than one innocent life tonight." Dumbledore bid them goodnight .
As he left, he stopped at the door frame. He turned back and handed Harry and Angel each a stick of chocolate and stopped to add something else.
"By the way, when in doubt, I find retracing my steps to be a wise place to begin... Good luck." He said.
"I don't like chocolate" Angel muttered.
She threw the chocolate to the side only for Ron to take it.
"What is he talking about?" Ron asked. "Is he nutters?"
"You two" Hermione said staring at the pair. "He chose you two"
Angel and Harry looked at one another confused.
"I understand Harry….but you?" Hermione asked herself shocked. "I don't understand…but as he wishes, he knows best"
She sighed and looked at the pair.
"Get up!" she said.
Angel did as told and stood up along with Harry following her movements.
Hermione ignored Ron's comment and she looped out a pendant with a long chain.
"Here" she told Angel and pushed it to her hands. "Wrap it around yourself and Harry"
Angel looked at her confused but did as told.
"I'll suppose I'll stay with Ron" she said. "Remember, three times"
Angel and Harry moved closer to one another and she looked up to meet his eyes. Brown met green and they nodded at one another.
"One….two….three" she ended whispering.
As soon as she did this, it began to spin on its own. They were surprised at how much was going on around them, they couldn't help but move closer to one another in shock. The moon disappeared and the sun was bright in the sky once more.
As everything stopped, she unlooped the necklace.
"What's going on?" he asked. "What just happened? Where's Ron and Hermione?
"A time turner" she muttered. "Father spoke about these before "
"What?" he said confused. "You mean, we've gone back in time?"
"Yes. Obviously Dumbledore wanted us to go back in time and change something. I don't really know what it is though….seven-thirty." She said. "Where were you at seven-thirty?"
"Huh?" he replied unintelligently. "I don't know…going to Hagrid's?"
She nodded.
"Come on then, and remember we can't be seen" she said.
Before he could even think what she even said, she gripped his hand and tugged him towards the back entrances of the castle.
"Why are you doing this?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" she asked as they walked down the fields.
"Why are you helping me save Sirius?" he asked.
"Not important" she muttered.
Before she could keep doing that, he tugged her towards him. She groaned in pain as she crashed into his chest. She glared at him and he glared at her in return, much to her surprise. Harry was getting sick of her stubbornness; how was he to trust her if she wasn't honest with him?
"What?" she hissed.
"Why are you helping me? Why would you care?" he asked.
"You're so self-centered!" she yelled. "Do you think that this is all about you? No it's not about you, it's about him" she replied.
"Him?" he repeated.
She looked away and he was surprised at how unsure she looked. Still, his hand gripped her arm snapping her back to their conversation.
"Tell me" he whispered.
She took in a shaky breath and looked up at him.
"Why do you think I'm not a blonde?" she asked.
He looked at her confused.
"All Malfoy's are blonde. All Malfoys only have one child and Malfoys only have males" she said. "What does that make you think?"
He looked surprised by her comment but before he could say anything she stopped him.
"No. You listen to me Potter! I am selfish, yes I'm selfish. I want to help Sirius not for you, Merlin I could care less...But I do this for me... get it?" She ended with a small crack in her voice. "I want to have at least one parent alive….so there I hope you're happy"
He saw her and then he realized that everything made sense. Starting with her separating herself from her family during the holidays, then her being overly sensitive, attacking Hermione, being possessive of her family. The biggest piece of the puzzle was her being with Professor Snape as they went off to stop Sirius. Her eyes wouldn't leave Sirius, and Professor Lupin was being closer to her than usual: he knew.
"I'm-" he began.
"Shut up" she said.
She pushed herself away from him and began to walk up towards the hill that lead them to the forest.
"Wait I-" he said.
"Shut up, can't you see I'm trying to think!" she hissed.
He tried once more, but he was pushed to the side by her and she covered his mouth. He let out a hard breath in surprise and looked at her wide-eyed. He noticed she wasn't even paying attention to him; instead she was staring off into something intently. He took this opportunity to see her and he couldn't help but see how she had changed.
The first year they had met, she always had her hair straight, prim and proper and everything that differed from today. He remembered her hair was pinned always back, gelled and matched Malfoy in every way, except the contrasting hair colors. The end of the first year, her hair was curly because of the incident in the chamber. The first time she held him, and the first time that she had kissed his cheek. He blushed slightly at the memory.
Then this year, her hair was wavy and she was no longer holding herself from who she was; yet with her being wavy, her emotions had changed. Her skin was paler than usual, her eyes were so tired and a bit sunken, the only two things that popped out of her facial features were her pained brown eyes, and her lips that were indeed red from the cold.
He admitted that she wasn't so horrid looking for being a Malfoy. He mentally berated himself; she was a Black. His godfather was her father…they were practically bonded at a young age. He felt himself want to get her attention, wanting her to pay attention to him. She wanted to save Sirius; they shared a common goal. She was not the damsel this year, instead she was a heroine.
He pushed her hand away from his lips and he looked at her curiously.
"What are you-" he began.
"Shh….we're passing by" she whispered.
She pressed herself closer into the shadows and he had no choice but to hold her close; not that he minded. He saw that she was not fibbing and in fact there walked past Angel and Draco along with their cronies.
"But that... that's…you. This is not... normal." He whispered.
Harry studied at how she had kept a façade within the group of hers. She walked ahead head up and shoulders back as she headed to what would be Buckbeak's funeral. As she walked ahead nonchalance he saw her being pulled back by Draco and saw her show some annoyance.
To Harry it was surreal to see her acting so natural with her friends. The affection between Draco and Angel was natural as they were nurturing towards one another. The group acted close as Hermione, Ron and he did.
"We don't want to get too close, we might get his germs" he heard Draco say.
Harry glared and dug his fingers into Angel's side as he heard Draco say such a thing. Harry saw Pansy take out binoculars and handing them out to everyone as they were ready to watch.
"We can later have a picnic" Pansy commented and clapped her hands happily.
Harry growled but was shushed as he saw Angel glaring at him.
"Shut up" she whispered.
""That's horribly morbid for you to bring chicken" the passed Angel said sighing.
Harry couldn't help it and leaned down as he heard her say this.
"Were you happy that Buckbeak was dying?" he whispered against her ear.
He felt her shiver but she looked up at him with her big brown eyes. He studied her as she lifted herself to her tippy toes and whispered in return.
"I have nothing to feel happy about" she whispered.
He nodded and he saw her pull himself away and began to tug him along away from that.
"Where are we-" he started.
"You're coming with your cronies" she replied before he could finish a statement. "And I want a good seat"
He saw her lean down and watch as they began to see the new argument that was going to be formed.
"I can't believe they're going to kill Buckbeak! It's too horrible." He heard Hermione say sadly.
He saw himself walking along with his friends that had just happened hours ago.
"It just got worse." He heard himself say.
He ignored the glare that she was giving him as she heard what he had said. He had the decency to be a little sheepish, but now wasn't the time.
"Did you see the big, fat blubbering oaf? Oh, this is going to be rich. Did I tell you, father said I can keep the head –" Draco said smirking at his friends.
He heard Angel sigh as Draco said this line. Harry formed a fist remembering how insensitive Malfoy was. He saw her being nonchalant about his statement, but merely shook her head.
" Ah. Come to see the show?" Draco asked smirking towards the trio.
"Ignorant beaver" Harry heard Angel whisper against him. "Thinks she knows everything"
"Shut up about her" Harry hissed.
"You... foul... loathsome... evil... little cockroach!" Hermione yelled.
"She screeches like a crow" Angel added.
She felt him elbow her side and she pushed Harry, so he fell on his back. She shushed him as they heard the past conversations. Angel glared openly as Hermione began to attack Draco.
"Hermione! No!" Ron yelled trying to stop her.
Past Angel had shaken off Blaise's hand and she took out her own wand glaring at the trio. She didn't want them to be around, especially when Potter was there making her angry.
Hermione turned to face Ron and sighed.
"He's not worth it" he continued.
Hermione nodded and she turned away. Draco sighed in relief; that is until she turned once more as quick as lightning and punched him right in the nose. He fell flat on his back and passed Angel saw nothing but red.
She walked forward and lifted her hand to slap Granger down to the ground, until Blaise pulled her back. She was breathing heavily and arched forward from his grip could attack her once more but he was stronger.
"Don't touch that dirty Mudblood" Blaise said trying to cool her down.
"Don't touch him! Don't you dare touch him!" she screamed. "If you get near him again Granger I'll rip off your bush of a hair got it!"
Angel was seeing herself for the first time and she had to wince at how she reacted to that blow. She was so vulnerable, so weak and she shook her head. She saw herself buck forward and scratch Granger right on the cheek. She smirked slightly seeing this, she quite liked that part she decided.
"Aren't you sorry?" she heard Harry whisper.
"It felt good" she whispered.
Suddenly she got up and she began to run. As he stayed there blinking, she was forced to turn back and pulled him along.
"Draco's coming come on!" she hissed.
He got up as quickly as possible and ran alongside her. Harry tugged her towards the opposite direction and hid behind the rock.
"Not a word of this to anyone, understood! I'll get that jumped-up Mudblood one of these days. Mark my words..." Harry heard Draco say.
He tried to lunge towards him, only to be tugged by Angel once more. He huffed as he crashed against the rock and saw her angry.
"Touch a single strand of blond hair on his head and I will rip your head off." She whispered.
As they rushed off, Harry and Angel were alone once more. They saw that the others left and Angel began to walk away.
"Wait wait!" she heard Harry hiss.
She turned to see the others coming their direction. They waited and as they saw the past versions of the Gryffindors heading towards Hagrid's hut. They saw that Buckbeak was still alive and they stared at it surprised.
"Look, the chicken's still alive" Angel commented.
"Of course! Remember what Dumbledore said. If we succeed, more than one innocent life could be spared." Harry said relieved.
"Buckbeak? But... how will saving Buckbeak help Black?" she asked him scoffing.
"We'll see" Harry said optimistically.
Angel rolled her eyes at his optimism; it was so annoying and unfitting. He seemed to have the hope that she lacked in many occasions and it frustrated her how stupid he could be.
"Come on" he whispered.
He tugged her along as they tried to avoid Buckbeak's gaze and his past self's view. Pumpkin after pumpkin they hid along the patch until he stopped.
"We can see to the window" he whispered.
She nodded and he began to stare at the scene before him. He smiled amused at the awkward hugging scene between Hermione and Ron as they hugged. He liked to see them getting along something new to them and mentally added that they should be like this more often.
As he turned away from their gaze, he saw Angel staring at him confused.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing nothing" she said shaking her head.
He felt himself embarrassed at how she was staring at him. It made him think that he had looked like a fool. Before he could dwell on anything more, he turned his gaze a quarter turn to see Fudge and others approaching Hagrid's hut.
"They're here. I better hurry" he whispered.
As he got up, she looked at him incredulously and he turned back looking at her in the same sense of annoyance.
"Aren't you going to help me?" he asked.
She tugged his arm trying to pull him back down.
"You're an idiot!" she hissed "Fudge has to see that chicken before he goes inside. If he doesn't he'll say the oaf let him free and send him to Azkaban."
He relaxed and let himself being tugged by her, she had a point…he was being too rash. He turned to face the window once more and he couldn't help but scowl at seeing Scabbers being returned to Ron.
"That rat" he hissed "Pettigrew! We need to get him." He whispered.
"Shush, if we interrupt we shall be driven into madness! Honestly have you ever read a book?" she said annoyed at his rash nature.
"Angel, that was the man who betrayed my parents. You don't expect me to just sit here do you?" he asked frustrated.
She looked at him devoid of emotions.
"Yes…I do" she answered.
"How can you even-" he began.
"That man, right there sent my father to jail and probably brought on the death of my mother. So yes, I do expect you to just sit here and wait." She replied coldly. He tried to talk to her, but he knew that it wasn't the time. Hearts to hearts were not a Slytherin thing, and the situation was not helping.
"Potter why aren't you and your Gryffindorks, not moving? Fudge is coming in" she whispered.
"What?" his head popped up.
He noticed that they were indeed oblivious of the fact they were to get caught was not making any sense.
"What made you get out of there?" she asked.
He remembered clearly what it was; he was hit, it had come from the window. He turned to see a jagged pebble and lifted it. He saw that it looked exactly like the one that had hit them before, and before Angel could question him he threw it directly to his head.
"Are you mad?" she whispered at him.
"That always did hurt" he muttered ignoring the comment.
Harry got up and pulled her away as she tugged back.
"C'mon. Any minute now we're going to be coming out the back door. They can't see us" he whispered.
They ran towards the trees and hid as the past version of his friends walked out of Hagrid's hurt. They saw as the trio hid behind the same pumpkin that they were hiding behind but a few seconds prior. Harry had taken another step back and stirred the branches. Harry was tugged by Angel as they hid behind the tree. Their breathing was held as they heard the rustling.
"Nothing, I just thought I saw..Never mind." Hermione said.
They sighed in relief as the coast was clear once more. He turned to see Angel stepped feet away from him.
"Go save your chicken I'll be here" she said.
"But-"
"It hurt my brother…and I'm not good with birds" she muttered.
Angel's eyes followed Harry as he rushed towards Buckbeak. As he was a foot away from the creature, he bowed down in respect and Buckbeak reciprocated. Harry untied the chain and he began to tug the creature continuously. Buckbeak refused to move, but rather lied down in the pumpkin patch knowing it was his time to go.
"Come on Buckbeak please" Harry begged.
Angel in the meanwhile looked at the ferrets hanging with disgust. She shivered and picked them up gingerly and stared towards Buckbeak.
"Come here chick-chick" she began twirling the ferret around.
Harry looked at her incredulously as she began to step back towards the woods.
"Come on you stupid bird, come on" she muttered.
She ignored the stench of the ferrets and walked towards the shadows. Harry wondered if there was another reason why she was aiding him other than pity. She was full of determination as she began to scurry onwards. Buckbeak followed like the good bird he was and Harry was not far behind. They had done it, they had saved Buckbeak.
As they were now hidden in the deep woods, an oblivious Cornelius Fudge exited the hut.
"Let's get this over with, shall we?" he said with an air of impatience.
The pair watched as the executioner walked out and began to head towards the pumpkin patch. He turned back as there was no Buckbeak in sigh.
"But... where is it? I just say the beast not moments ago -Hagrid?" Fudge asked.
"Beaky?" Hagrid croaked.
Only Dumbledore was the one who smiled.
"How extraordinary" he commented.
Harry smiled in their success and his eyes softened as he noticed that Angel herself was smiling. It was smaller and it was hard to notice, but he knew what he saw. Buckbeak meanwhile ate a ferret from Angel's shoulder and knew one of the two lives were already saved.
Author's Note: So there was fluff all over little sprinkles along with resentment. Review!