On a remote island thousands of kilometers away there was a large building that seemed to have been built centuries ago, but its walls remained firm and in good condition. In its surroundings, dark creatures flew over the place, like vultures waiting to stalk their prey when it is in its most vulnerable state.

A couple of men were walking through the grounds of the island - Is everything in order, Mr. Minister?

-Yes, everything is within normal limits. At least as normal as can exist in this place. But I'm glad to know that our prisoners are still in their cell and well guarded, although...-

-¿Yes?-

-I saw Black-

-¿Sirius Black? ¿The traitor?-

-Yes, and his condition caught my attention a lot-

-¿Did he look so consumed?-

-On the contrary, of course his stay here has taken its toll on him. But unlike the other inmates, he did not have that lost or empty look, most of them are not aware of how much time has passed nor are they able to speak coherently.

-¿You're saying that the dementors aren't enough to keep him locked up?-

-Not at all, this is still the most effective prison in the magical world. But hey, let's get out of here - and both gentlemen placed their hand in an old boot and disappeared from there.

In one of the hallways of the large prison, several cells could be seen, all occupied by men and women who had been sentenced there for life. You could tell who had been sent there recently from those who had been there for years. The newest ones screamed and begged, while the old ones seemed to have lost a trace of life, it was as if they were already part of the walls, all except one who stared at a photo cut out of a newspaper as if he couldn't believe his eyes. The man repeated incessantly "Harry Potter...I must go to Hogwarts, I MUST GO"

The group was at King Cross station waiting for their train. After a while they spotted the Weasleys, which wasn't difficult since they all had that reddish hair and there were many of them. As soon as they saw them they made a sign for them to come closer.

-Hello guys, I thought you wouldn't arrive on time-

-And leave you the Quidditch cup? No way- the blonde joked.

-Wait until the year starts before you start competing- Ginny told them and when she saw Harry, her expression changed a little -Hello Harry...- she said shyly.

-HI Ginny ¿How have you been?-

-I'm still alive, thanks to you. Although mom keeps lecturing me about not touching forbidden objects and staying out of trouble-

-¿Where would the fun be?- At that moment Ginny's father approached and after greeting them he asked Harry to talk alone for a moment.

-¿Is something wrong Mr. Weasley?-

-First of all I want to thank you again for saving my daughter. And I also wanted to warn you-

-¿About what?-

-I don't know if you've seen the news, Sirius Black has fled Azkaban. The prison of the magicians-

-Ahh yes Draco's father told us recently, but ¿What does he have to do with me?-

-You see, Black was a very loyal supporter of You-Know-Who. And in his mind you are the only thing standing between HIM and his return-

-And he believes that he will come after me to avenge his master-

-Exactly, so I want you to promise me that you won't go after Black. No matter what happens or what you hear, don't go looking for him-

-¿Why would I go after someone who wants to kill me?-

Just promise me - and just at that moment the train whistle was heard indicating that it was time for the students to get on. Harry said goodbye to Mr. Weasley, a little confused but grateful that he warned him. And after saying goodbye to the adults (and Mrs. Weasley's huge hugs) they boarded the train. There they met several classmates from both Griffindor and Slytherin and they went to look for an empty compartment, until they found the one where Hermione was reading a book.

-Finally, it was time for them to come-

-The same rigid, inflexible Hermione- Harry said with a smile. They started talking about their vacation. The Weasleys had gone to Egypt, the eldest son was working there breaking curses that ancient wizards had placed long ago and more than one muggle or inexperienced wizard were his victims. Hermione didn't have such an interesting summer, but she was very happy that she had adopted a cat that she said was super cute (although beauty is relative, since despite his fluffy fur and friendly purrs, he seemed quite temperamental, especially against Ron's rat who, by his squeals, seemed to beg to be taken out of there). After a while they were eating some sandwiches and sweets that they bought from the lady with the cart.

-¿Who do you think will give us defense class this year?-

-Anyone who is not a monster like Quirrel or a fraud like Lockhart is welcome-

-You ask too much. But I guess we'll see about it during the banquet-

-Have you already found out? Sirius Black fled from Azkaban - Ginny told him, showing him a photo from the newspaper "The Prophet", Mom was very scared -

-I thought it was impossible to escape from there- said Hermione.

-He was the first to achieve it, it is a prison in the middle of the sea, difficult to access and even more difficult to escape without help-

-They say that he was a great supporter of the Unmentionable. He maybe he taught her very powerful black magic-

-¿Do you think Volvemort taught him some tricks? -And at the mention of his name everyone made a gesture of fear, except Hermione. It was one of the things he liked her for, she feared the man, not her name. Harry didn't feel fear either, only contempt for the monster that murdered his parents and condemned him to a childhood of abuse with his uncles and his cousin. After Ginny left with her classmates Hermione she asked them what electives they chose.

-We're both going to Care of Magical Creatures, but I was smart and chose Ancient Runes over the useless Divination class- Draco replied.

-¡Good idea! I should have done the same- Ron commented.

-Come on, I think it will be interesting, I've been reading about it and I think...- but he stopped when he saw that the blonde was laughing -Did I say something funny?-

-Oh well, it's just that for the first time your love for books will not help you for that class-

-¿So difficult?-

-No, but it's...well, you'll see when you're in class-

-Always so considerate of your teammates- Ron told him sarcastically. Just then the train stopped.

-How strange, we still have to get to school. Let's go see-

-Wait Harry, what if there is something dangerous?-

-I doubt it, the cars are protected against magical attacks and I don't think the train driver would let anyone in- and just at that moment the overhead lights began to flicker and the window glass began to get wet.

-¿What's wrong?- Ron asked and steam came out of his mouth due to the cold that was felt in the air.

-¡Oh no! ¡It's them!" Malfoy shouted.

-¿Who?- Harry asked and when the door opened he saw on the ceiling something he had never seen before: a hooded creature, whose face was hidden by the darkness and from the worn cloak emerged a gray and decomposed hand, like that of a person who had died long ago, heading towards him. For the first time he felt his blood run cold, he began to get dizzy and was fainting. Before losing consciousness, the hallway door opened and an adult yelled at the creature -Sirius Black is not here ¡Go away! -And after muttering something, a strong light came out of his wand. But Harry saw everything getting darker and darker.

-¡HARRY!-

When Harry opened his eyes again he saw the roof of the carriage and his friends trying to revive him. He felt sick and had cold sweat running down his forehead. At that moment the man who had scared the creature broke a piece of chocolate into several pieces and distributed it among the group, although he gave Harry a larger piece.

-Eat, it will make you feel better. Anyone would need it after coming into contact with a Dementor-

-¿What is a dementor?-

-They guard Azkaban, the wizards' prison. They thought Black was hiding on the train, of course they were wrong, if you'll excuse me I'll go talk to the engineer. Go ahead and eat the chocolate, it will take away the bad taste of the experience-

-¿They're horrible, right?- the blonde said as they began to eat the chocolate, which made the atmosphere feel warmer. My father warned me about them, but still...-

-¿Who screamed?-

-No one shouted Harry. As soon as that creature approached you, you began to shake as if you were having an attack and you lost consciousness.

-I'm sure someone screamed ¿Was I the only one who fainted?- he asked, somewhat embarrassed. Everyone made a gesture that could be interpreted as a "yes." When they reached their destination Hagrid waved to the first years as they took a different path towards the castle. Once inside they began to make their way to the Great Hall but a voice stopped them.

-¡Potter! Malfoy! Come with me- said Professor Snape, who in addition to teaching potions was the head of his house, so they obeyed immediately. They accompanied the man to a small office illuminated by the fire of a fireplace, after sitting in a couple of seats the adult spoke -Professor Lupin told us that you broke down on the train, Potter, and you, Mr. Malfoy, don't look good either. and just then Madame Pomfrey, the school healer, entered.

-We're fine- he said embarrassed -We don't need anything...- but the woman put a thermometer in their mouths and took their temperatures.

-¿Why am I not surprised, Mr. Potter? Sometimes I think he should have his room in the infirmary-

-It was a Dementor Pomona- the man told her and the woman made a disapproving gesture.

-The only thing this school was missing: Dementors! Yes, it is obvious that this creature affected them, they are terrible beings, you would not be the first person to faint due to their presence, they have a horrible effect on those with delicate constitutions-

-I'm not delicate! I only felt bad for a moment- he responded angrily, standing up and his friend imitated him. Besides, Professor Lupine gave us all chocolate and we felt better. Can we go with our friends?- And the woman looked at the professor.

-I see no reason why they should spend the night in the infirmary, Potter and Malfoy have had strong experiences and have moved on and if Professor Lupine already gave them chocolate I suppose they have already left the bad experience behind. I trust that you can reach the Dining Room safely-

When they arrived the sorting ceremony was over and Professor Dumbledore was standing up. It was evident that he was waiting for them -Welcome to another school year. I'm sure the incident on the train hasn't gone unnoticed so I'll be direct. Yes, there are dementors on and around the school grounds as they will be here for a short time, on Ministry business. I warn you that a Dementor cannot be fooled with tricks, disguises, not even being invisible (Harry and his friends made a gesture), it is not in their nature to forgive or listen to pretexts, so I warn you not to give them reasons to attack you, so I suggest staying as far out of their way as possible. To move on to happier topics, I would like you to welcome two new teachers to our school. Firstly to Professor Lupin, who has kindly agreed to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts - And there was applause for the man whose worn, old clothes looked more like that of a house elf than a professor.

-Look at Professor Snape, I think he won't be able to teach us Defense this year either - and Harry could see the look of disgust at the mention of his colleague.

-And I would also like you to welcome with the same enthusiasm our beloved Ranger Hagrid, who has taken the position of Care of Magical Creatures, since his predecessor, the affable Professor Kettlebum has decided to retire and spend his days with the arm he still has left- When the huge man stood up awkwardly he received a loud applause, as he was quite appreciated, the only Slytherins who applauded were Harry, Ginny and Draco and a couple more who only did it to humor them. After a banquet fit for a king, the students were escorted by the prefects to their rooms.

On his first day of school Harry had divination with Ron and Hermione while Draco was in Ancient Runes. Professor Trelawney was a strange woman, she looked like a "Hippie" and spoke very dramatically almost all the time, some got scared when the professor helped them read the picture in their tea, Hermione just snorted and commented in a low voice that He must have enrolled in the same class as Malfoy, just at that moment the teacher stood in front of them.

-Ahh dear, I feel sorry for your aura, it is so small and not very receptive to the omens of the future. You must learn to see with your mind and not just with your eyes- she told him, which she did not take kindly. Before finishing she told Harry that she should beware of the "Grimm", the specter that usually haunts cemeteries and has the shape of a large black dog. Then they went to transformation class with Professor McGonagall who was also the head of the Griffindor house. Harry was barely paying attention and kept thinking about the Grim and the dementors.

The teacher was pointing at the images on the board and explaining -It is important to know the difference between...Potter, Harry Potter!- and the scream brought him back to reality.

-Sorry teacher, I was distracted-

-It's obvious, otherwise I would know the difference between an animagus and a werewolf-

-In fact I know. An animagus can become an animal at will, while the werewolf has no control over his transformation and on every full moon he becomes a beast without consciousness and can hurt even those close to him.

-Exactly, five points for Slytherin. Well, let's continue with the class and try to stay with us, Mr. Potter.

-You were lucky- Malfoy told him quietly.

-It's called "reading a book." It wouldn't hurt, unless you want Hermione to take away the House cup from us - and he gave a friendly gesture to her friend who was raising her hand when the teacher asked a question - "Yes, this will be an interesting year. I must study hard and also have as much fun as I can with my friends while I'm here. No problems and dangers of death"- he said to himself in his head.

The first few weeks were quite interesting. They started Care of Magical Creatures with Hagrid who had brought a hippogriff to show them. A strange creature whose rear part resembled that of a horse and the front part of a gray eagle, with enormous wings, talons and a prominent beak on its feathered face. When he began to approach, most of them leaned back out of fear, the only ones who stayed in their place were Harry and his friends, but they stayed very close to each other like when they were hiding under the invisibility cloak. Hagrid warned them that they were very proud creatures so they should bow to show their respects, Harry managed to do it quickly as he had experience with strange animals, Draco of course was not willing to let Harry get over him, although the animal took a little longer. let him get close to him, the problem was when one of the Slytherin bullies did not heed the professor's warning and instinctively the animal gave him a small brush with his claws, small but enough to have to take him to the infirmary and end the class.

-Poor Hagrid, it's only his first day. I hope he doesn't get into trouble, the only thing missing considering that last year he was unjustly locked up in Azkaban, again-

-Don't worry, Dumbledore won't let them take him to prison, it wasn't his fault if that fool had listened.

-We just have to wait. Is it time to go back to class-

-That's right, we have Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Lupin- said Harry, in a better mood. It had always been one of his favorite subjects, even though previous teachers had been frauds and vessels of Voldemort himself.

-Good afternoon. You can put your books away, today will be a small but entertaining practical class - the man told them. He looked disheveled like when he appeared in the great Hall but much more vital. Behind him there was a closet and from the noises it seemed that there was something locked up that he wanted to get out of there.

-Professor ¿What's there?- Neville Longbottom asked, with that nervous tone that characterized him.

-It's a Boggart ¿Can anyone tell me something about them?- As always, Harry and Hermione raised their hands quickly.

-What enthusiasm, Miss...?-

-Granger Professor, a Boggart is a creature that changes shape, it can look like what scares us the most-

-Exactly, 5 points for Griffindor. Yes, they are very problematic beings and facing them alone can be very difficult, but as there are several of us we will have a great advantage ¿Do you know the why, Mr... Potter?-

-Yes, because there are many of us and I couldn't decide what to transform into-

-Very well, five points for Slytherin- and when the adult turned around for a moment Harry bumped knuckles with Hermione who was also smiling -It is always better to be accompanied when you face a boggart, because it gets lost. I will teach you the spell "Riddikulus" it is simple but requires concentration and mental strength. After a quick explanation they went one by one, Neville Longbottom was the first and as soon as he saw him he adopted the exact form of Professor Snape. At first the boy hesitated but then he gathered courage and cast the spell on the Boggart who ended up dressed in a woman's outfit and the class started laughing, even Harry admitted that it was fun to see his teacher in those clothes. The boy seemed to begin to have that confidence that he needed so much.

-¡Excellent! Form a line so you can have your duel against the Boggart- he told them. Parvati of Griffindor had to face her fear of mummies, Ron of course with her fear of spiders and so on they went. When it was Draco's turn the creature took on the appearance of a vampire with fangs ready to suck blood from him.

-¡Riddikulus!- he said, pointing her wand at him, making the vampire look older and his teeth falling out, which made him laugh instead of afraid. Draco couldn't feel more self-sufficient - Good luck, Potter- and when Harry approached the professor realized that maybe he shouldn't have let him pass because the Boggart took the form of a Dementor, Harry began to hesitate and the creature took advantage of that. Before Harry could react, the professor intervened and the creature transformed into a white sphere floating in the sky - Riddikulus! - and the sphere vanished and the professor locked him in the closet again.

-Well...I think that's enough for today. Thanks, you better get back to your desks- and the class had gone from being the most fun in years to an almost tedious theoretical class.

Rumors had spread that Harry had not been able to defeat the false Dementor and every now and then a housemate would make comments to him. Even though he had learned to ignore them, a part of him felt angry for not having been able to against a simple boggart and to make matters worse, since he did not have authorization from his uncles who were still legally his guardians, he would not be able to go with his friends to Hogsmeade, the town near the school, where there are all kinds of magical shops.

-I'm sorry, Potter- said the Head of his house, whom he had gone to to let him go -But the rules are clear, without authorization you can't go. If you need something, ask his colleagues-

-I understand, professor- he said, exhausted. And after spending some time in the library doing various jobs and learning some spells, he told himself that he had studied enough so he thought about looking for something to eat, he just ran into Professor Lupine who invited him to have a cup of tea and eat. some snacks.

-What a coincidence that we crossed paths, a grindylow just arrived that they will have to practice with in the next class-

-A water demon- he said, having read the "monstrous book of monsters" from the Care of Magical Creatures class. The professor nodded and showed him the creature, which was locked in a water tank and from his expression he was not at all happy to see them.

-Don't worry, out of the water it won't be a problem. If we were at the lake it would be something else-

-The trick is to get rid of their pincers-

-Correct. Too bad we're not in class, I would have given you points at home. Excuse me, it's time for my medicine - and he began to drink a liquid that gave off smoke.

-¿Are you ill?-

-I'm afraid I haven't been feeling well lately. Fortunately, Professor Snape has prepared this for me to alleviate my discomfort, I am lucky since not everyone knows how to prepare this - and he took a drink, made a gesture of disgust but continued drinking.

-Professor... I have a problem and I need your help-

-Strange, from what I understand you always excel in classes ¿What do you have problems with?-

-That Boggart...wasn't a real dementor. But for a moment, I almost felt like when I fainted on the train-

-I understand, I must admit that for a moment I thought he would take the form of Voldemort- and Harry was surprised that the man said his name without hesitation -But I see that it is not him that you fear, but rather you fear fear itself. Clever, many magicians have failed not because their opponents were better but because their own fear put them at a disadvantage-

-¿Can you teach me how to fight a Dementor? Like you did against the one who got on the train-

-I'm afraid I'm not an expert on that Harry. What you are asking for is a very advanced level of magic, few magicians know how to perform that spell. But I can help you improve your defenses, unfortunately you will have to wait a few days for my health to improve-Come to my office next week ¿Okay?

-Thank you very much teacher. I'll let you rest, good afternoon-

-Here you go- Hermione told him. We have brought as many as we could. A shower of colored candies of all kinds fell on Harry's legs.

-We would have brought more but Weasley didn't leave much- Malfoy commented and Ron turned redder than his hair.

-Its okay, I already had something to eat with Professor Lupin- and he told them about how the professor would help him with the Boggart.

It was already dark, and Ron and Hermione had just appeared in the common room, their faces reddened by the cold wind and looking like they were having the time of their lives.

-¿How is Hogsmeade?-

-It's great, Zonko's joke shop, Dervish and Banges' magic items, and the Three Broomsticks, where you can drink butterbeer ¡It's delicious!-

-Lie to me and tell me it's the most boring place in the world- he said, sighing.

-Sorry friend, you can go someday-

That night the prefects made them leave their beds and be escorted to the great hall. Apparently the alarms had gone off on the school grounds, so they were made to wait there while the teachers searched the castle for Black, the dementors still outside as the headmaster flatly refused to let them in. As they lay in sleeping bags hours passed and most had fallen asleep, almost all except Harry who couldn't stop thinking about the dangers around him and how to face his fears.

The next day, after an intense Quidditch practice Draco and Harry headed at full speed to have class with Professor Lupine, but were surprised to see the head of their house in the classroom -They're late-

-I'm sorry professor, it's just that we were practicing in the field and we didn't realize how much time had passed-

-Winning the Quidditch Cup is important, Mr. Malfoy, but not as important as classes and punctuality. Sit down- he told them and Draco obeyed but Harry was still standing.

-¿What happened to Professor Lupine?-

-I don't think it's your business Mr. Potter, the only you must know its that Professor Lupin doesn't feel well enough to teach the class so today depend on me. I think I told him to sit down. Now, the teacher of this class did not leave me any information about the topics they have given and...-

-Professor, we have studied the boggarts, the red hats, the kappas and the Grindylows- Hermione quickly answered, who seemed to have appeared in the classroom without anyone seeing her.

-I don't remember asking you, Miss Granger, I was only commenting on my colleague's lack of organization. Now we will see the werewolves-

-But Professor- said Hermione, who seemed unaware of Snape's character, especially when he was interrupted -We still can't get to the werewolves. It is planned to start with the hinkypunks...-

-I thought I was the one teaching the class, not YOU, Miss Granger. Now everyone go to page 394. Can anyone tell me the difference between a werewolf and an animagus? - and only Harry and Hermione raised their hands but decided to ignore them both - ¿No one? What a disappointment-

-We haven't gotten to that part yet- commented Parvati Patil.

-Yes, it is obvious. I guess it was expecting too much-

-The difference is that an animagus can transform at will while the werewolf loses control every full moon and...-

-It's been two times that you speaks without my permission. Can't you contain herself or is are you so proud of being an unbearable know-it-all? Five points less for Griffindor- the teacher commented and the girl looked down with small tears in her eyes. Ron was going to protest but Harry gave him a little touch with his hand, preventing him from making a mistake that would cost his house more points.

-You asked and she answered, why do you take points if the answer was correct?- Malfoy reproached him, who had never dared to question him, much less to defend a Griffindor.

-¡Enough! Five points less for Slytherin, it is evident that Professor Lupin has let his students control his class but I will not tolerate it. As for you, Mr. Malfoy, the next time you question me like that I will send an owl to your father about your behavior and your unusual...friendships- he said, looking askance at Ron and Hermione. -You will stay with Granger after hours - The rest of the class was in absolute silence and the only thing they could hear was the professor's negative comments every time he reviewed a student's work, especially he seemed to have it out against Longbottom ever since the rumor of the Boggart with him spread. his form dressed like his grandmother.

The worst thing about that week is that during his Quidditch match against Ravenclaw some dementors approached Harry. It was already difficult to play in the middle of that storm, but when the feeling of fear and darkness took over Harry again, he went into a kind of trance where he could hear his mother begging Voldemort to kill her instead. from to Harry. He had never felt such sadness and helplessness, as if he were trapped in an eternal nightmare. When he woke up in the nursing, his friends explained to him that in addition to having lost the game, his broom had ended up against Whomping Willow, who smashed it to pieces.

-Don't worry, you can buy a Nimbus 2001, it will take a few days to arrive but it will be before we play against Huflepuff-

-Yes, I know Draco. Dementors piss me so much-

-You should, Professor Dumbledore was also furious. As soon as you were out of danger, he was quick to complain to the Minister of Magic, Ginny told him and at that moment Professor Lupine entered the infirmary.

-Hello guys, I would like to talk to Harry if possible. Unless you need to rest-

-I'm fine, professor, see you later- he said to his friends and the adult sat in a chair next to his bed.

-I have found out about the dementors issue-

-¿Why do they affect me so much? I am so...?-

-It has nothing to do with you being weak or cowardly. They affect you more than most because of the horrors of your past, you have had near-death experiences and that leaves marks on your soul, whether we know it or not. The important thing is not to lose hope and let the darkness consume us. Come to my office when you feel better and I'll teach you how to fight them.

-I feel fine now- and he stood up, he didn't plan to spend another second in the infirmary.

-¿You're sure? Maybe you should rest and eat some...

-I've already rested enough and as for eating ¡Accio chocolate!- and a huge bite of the candy appeared towards where Harry was who took it and took a big bite -As soon as I finish eating I'll be ready-

-¿Do you know how to do the summoning spell? That's advanced material for a third-grade student-

-I try to learn everything I can, it is evident that I still have a long way to go. I need to know how to perform the spell you used against the dementors-

-Few magicians know how to do it, in fact I barely master the basics. But I will do my best to help you-

-Thank you Professor-

-But not today, I need to rest more than you. See you tomorrow in my office-

Harry promised to tell his friends in detail what the extra classes with Professor Lupine would be like. While he finished his homework he watched through the window as his friends and classmates were heading towards Hogsmeade. He thought about visiting Hagrid and the Basilisk but it was too cold to be outdoors. When he was walking around the school he saw the twins Fred and George who were waiting for him.

-So Harry Potter...are you still causing problems? We haven't heard about the pranks you get up to with our brother and your friends- George asked.

-Just because they haven't heard anything doesn't mean it hasn't happened-

-That is the spirit of a troublemaker, but it is a lie. In the last few weeks you have been staying at school and almost always in the library doing your homework like a good boy - said Fred.

-Have they been following me?- He asked, surprised not to have seen them.

-It's not necessary, we have this- he told her, showing her an old, worn paper. -It's hard for us to get rid of it, but you and my brother need it more than we do. Consider it a gift for saving our little sister last year-

-¿What is that old parchment?-

-¡Old parchment! Tsk tsk. We thought you were smart, Harry- George said, pretending to be insulted by the comment.

-Yes, didn't you learn last year that in this school some objects are not what they seem to be?- and at that moment Harry smiled.

-Please enlighten me. There is so much to learn from two expert pranksters like you-

-Since you ask nicely...- and they both told him about the Marauder's Map, how some students named Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs had created it many years ago and somehow it ended up in Filch's confiscated items office. After learning how the map and the school's passages worked, he headed towards Hogsmeade. He just surprised his friends by going to the Three Broomsticks, Draco and Ron were fascinated by the map, Hermione thought they should give it to Professor Snape or Professor McGonagall.

-¿Are you crazy? Deliver something that valuable? This map is something unique and could be very useful if we have to avoid Filch and his cat- the blonde told her.

-But Black...-

-He wouldn't dare roam around the school with so many dementors loose, especially now that they have doubled the surveillance. Let's go have something, Harry hasn't tried butterbeer yet- Ron concluded and they ended up convincing her. When they arrived at the tavern they saw a woman with blonde hair and an exuberant figure waiting on the tables, most of them were enthralled with her and both Ron and Draco were no exception. Hermione just huffed and motioned for Harry to a secluded table near the warmth of the fireplace. After a while Draco returned with a round of that drink and as soon as it entered his body Harry felt that he had never drank something so delicious and comforting, it was like drinking the joy of Christmas itself.

-Psst Harry! Look- Ron said quietly. And he saw that the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge entered the premises, along with Professor McGonagall and Hagrid, who just went to sit at a table near them. Harry had to duck under the table.

-I should have brought my invisibility cloak"-he thought and began to devise a way to get out of there without being seen. Hermione cast a charm to make the Christmas tree move closer to her table and hide Harry better. What seemed to be an awkward moment turned into a nightmare when overhearing the adults' conversation: Sirius Black the Death Eater who killed several people and escaped from Azkaban was also his father's best friend, his godfather and the one who betrayed the Potter revealing to Voldemort where they were hiding. Because of him, his parents had been murdered.

-"You're going to die Black, I swear on my parents!" He screamed in his mind while tears fell from his cheek...

Shortly after discovering that Black, his own godfather, had betrayed his parents, he couldn't stop thinking about capturing him. That Death Eater also killed poor Pettigrew, another childhood friend, leaving only a finger. How could someone be so cold-blooded? But at this point that was the least of his concerns. He met up for a quick bite to eat in the Great Hall with his friends.

-Harry...We know you are very angry. But please, don't do something stupid- begged Hermione, who was eating some cereal with one hand and holding a book with the other.

-That man is very dangerous. We know you're tough, but that doesn't mean you should do something so dangerous. The dementors will find him soon-

-They probably suck the soul out of him- Draco said.

-Do they kill him?- Harry asked confused.

-Worse, his body is still alive as long as his brain and heart function, but it is like not having consciousness, like an empty shell or a pot that is boiling but with nothing in the cauldron-

-Well, he deserves it-

-¿Do you really think someone deserves something like that, Harry?- Her friend asked him, looking him straight in the eyes, without giving in, and the boy's mind cooled a little.

-I...I don't know Hermione. But hey, I don't want to talk about it anymore. Let's better concentrate on homework and finding me a new broom- And at that moment her owl came in and she brought him a huge package.

-Did you go shopping, Potter?- Malfoy said.

-Not at all, he never brings me anything other than the newspaper- he replied and when he untangled the thread and removed the paper, his eyes widened when he saw what there was: a completely impeccable broom.

-¡Incredible! A new broom- said Hermione.

-It's not just a new broom Granger, it's a Firebolt, the new model there is. Better than my 2001 Nimbus- he said, biting his lips -The cup will definitely be ours this year- he told Ron, who only snorted in response.

-It has no name or anything that says who sent it-

-¿What does that matter? Harry has a new broom and it's the best-

-Wow, impressive Potter- and everyone turned around when they saw Professor Snape -Nothing less than a Firebolt, it seems that fame leaves good profits-

-It was a gift, professor. Maybe Harry has an admirer-

-¿What kind of admirer would give something so expensive? I'm sorry, Potter, but I'm afraid I'll have to confiscate it and have it checked in case someone put a spell on it.

-¡You can't do that!- Harry reproached him and upon seeing the expression on the adult's face he understood that he should have remained silent.

-As a teacher and head of his House, I have EVERY right in the world to make sure that my students are not in danger. No Quidditch cup is worth if you ending up in the hospital or worse, is that clear? - and immediately he took the broom and took it with him, Harry didn't even have the opportunity to try it even once. He was angry but at the same time he was trying to think clearly ¿How did it not occur to him that maybe Black sent it to him with the intention of getting him hurt during the match?

-I'm sorry friend. That broom looked incredible-

-Yes, but it's useless if it's bewitched. Professor Snape was right, it could be a trick by Black and I'm not going to risk it. "I'll go study a little, see you later- he told his friends, but it was a lie, he wanted to be alone with his thoughts, so he decided to go to the forbidden forest to visit an old friend, the Basilisk. On the way he went to visit Hagrid who was very sad because he had received a letter from the Ministry of Magic. Although Dumbledore's support freed him from responsibility for the hippogriff's attack, they decreed that the animal was very dangerous and should be executed by someone sent from the Department of Dangerous Creatures. Harry tried to console him as best he could and then headed to the forest although Hagrid recommended that he not do so due to the Dementors and Black lurking but since it was such a beautiful day, especially during the winter, he decided to let him pass, on the condition that he not I returned late to the castle.

When he reached a small space in the forest he sat down on the grass and closed his eyes for a moment. He had read that some witches achieve a state of peace and perspective through meditation and decided to give it a try. He was deep in thought until he heard the footsteps of some animal, he thought it was a unicorn or another creature but instead what he saw was a large, black dog staring at him.

-Hello friend, it is rare to see an ordinary dog in the middle of all this forest of magical creatures- he said smiling, the dog approached slowly but at that moment the bushes made a sudden movement and out of them came the snake bigger than anyone would have seen. The reptile emitted a loud threatening hiss towards the dog who, after a loud growl, quickly moved away.

-¿What's going on? You scared me-

-I'm sorry, but I was trying to protect you-

-Of a dog?-

-That was not a simple dog-

-What do you mean?-

-There was something about him, the smell of him, the presence of him... I can assure you that it was not a simple animal-

-¿But then what creature could...?-And a spark ignited in his mind -An animagus-

-Thats right. Some sorcerers and witches have that ability. I wouldn't be surprised if you had that power too someday-

-¿Are you saying that I could transform into an animal?-

-If I have learned anything it is that the word "impossible" does not exist for you-

Harry had gone to see Professor Lupine as planned and with the Basilisk's advice he learned about the history of dementors. Many years ago a wizard lived on a small, abandoned island located in the middle of the sea and his hobby was to torture Muggle sailors who dared to pass near that area. So many years of dark magic caused the island to be, in a certain way, infected by that type of magic and since then the dementors have been reproducing there, through the pain and misery of human beings and that is where Azkaban was built. the prison of the magicians.

-Hello Harry, I was waiting for you. Go ahead- the teacher told him.

After a quick review and directions Harry gave his first attempt -¡Expecto Patronum!-and a silver cloud emerged from his wand.

-Not bad, now let's try something more complicated- he told her, pointing to a closet where the Boggart was locked -On the count of three, I'll free him. Remember to keep the happiest memory you have. If you hesitate, your magic will weaken and he will take advantage of it-

-I know. I'm ready, professor- he said, trying to convince himself more than the adult. It was difficult to imagine a good memory when he had rarely had one, his entire childhood with the Dursleys was nothing more than cruelty and abandonment. It wasn't until he came to school and made friends.

-Get ready, in three, two one...- and the false dementor came out of the box towards Harry. The lights in the classroom flickered until they went out. The creature rose, exhaling a deep and vibrant breath, the intense cold spread over it -¡Expecto patronum! Harry shouted -Expecto patronum! Wait. ..!-But Harry disappeared again into a darkness in which he could only hear voices...

-¡Not Harry! Not Harry! Please... I will do anything...

-Step aside... step aside, girl...

-¡Harry!"

When he opened his eyes he noticed that he was face up on the classroom floor. It was obvious that he had fainted again and when he regained his composure he noticed the cold sweat running down his forehead-I'm sorry. I thought I could-

-Here, eat some chocolate, then we'll try again. Don't feel bad about what happened, in fact I would have been very surprised, few magicians know how to perform the incantation, much less those who are capable of shaping it.

After finishing the piece of chocolate and drinking a glass of water he decided to try again but the same thing happened again only this time there were other voices.

-Lily, take Harry and go! ¡Is he! Go away! Runs! I'll stop him- and after a huge explosion, all you could hear was a sinister laugh.

-Harry...Harry ¡Wake up!- and Professor Lupin's voice brought him back to reality -Calm down, rest a little. I think you're pushing yourself too hard-

-I could hear him...Voldemort...and my father. He wanted to fight to give my mother time to escape- he said, trying to stay strong but he couldn't stop his eyes from moistening a little.

-¿Have you heard James?- Lupine asked in a strange voice.

-Yes...-With his face already dry, he looked up again -¿Did you know my father?

-I... I knew him, yes. We were friends at Hogwarts. Listen, Harry. Maybe we should leave it for today, this incantation is too advanced...-

-One last time, I promise, professor," he responded, standing up immediately. This time he would think of a great memory that was strong and happy enough to appease the dementor and he began to remember the times when his friends always got out of trouble, how for the first time he felt part of something, and when his sister´s friend had ended up at his house, causing the group to get bigger and bigger.

The professor lifted the lid of the closet for the third time and the dementor came out again. The classroom grew cold and dark again -¡EXPECTO PATRONUM!- Harry shouted. This time the darkness was less invasive, the voices were lower, and after a while a silver silhouette emerged from Harry's wand, slowly repelling the Dementor. Harry's legs and will were failing him.

-¡Riddikulus!"- Lupin said as he stood between them and the Boggart adopted a white sphere that transformed into a ball of white cheese which he rolled until he re-entered the furniture -¡Excellent! ¡You have been incredible-

-I barely managed to repel him-

-It is more than what many have achieved on the first attempt. Don't try to push yourself, you'd better get some rest. We will try again soon-

-Ok-he told him, admitting that he needed to rest and at that moment a doubt ran through his mind -Professor, if you knew my father then you also knew my mother and Sirius Black. I understand that they were all friends when they studied here-

-Yes... we were all friends... but that was a long time ago-

-¿What were they like? I mean, everyone tells me that they were great students and honest people but they don't really tell me much-

-I see. Yes, your mother was an exceptional sorceress, very gifted in potions, but she was also a very gentle person, she could see the inner beauty of others, even more so, if that person couldn't see it. And your father James...he had a certain talent for getting into all kinds of trouble, a talent that I understand you have inherited - Harry couldn't resist to smile, he was always happy to hear things about his parents' past - You look a lot like them, so much both about standing out and causing trouble- and they both smiled.

-Thank you for everything sir- and when the boy left the adult, he collapsed in his seat and rubbed his eyes, trying to compose himself. The day had been exhausting.

-¡Be more careful Potter!- the Potions professor told him -I went to look for him in the Slytherin common room. Well, here he is, we've done all the checks and he looks fine. For some reason someone thought it was a good idea to give such a gift to a child-

Harry's eyes widened as he watched the head of his house hand him his broom, a Firebolt, the best broom anyone could ask for. He looked as splendid as ever -Thank you very much Professor!-

-Better start getting familiar with it as soon as possible. He will soon have a match against Huflepuff. Please know that our house has won the Quidditch Cup for the last eight consecutive years and I will not tolerate our good streak being ruined ¿Is that clear? -

-Yes, sir,-he said, trying to look serious, although it was difficult being so euphoric, especially when he was holding the broom in his hand. When he arrived at the Common Room he became the center of attention, everyone was around him congratulating him and wishing him luck in his next game. Then he went to the Great Hall where Hermione and Draco were finishing up his homework.

-They gave it back to me- Harry said smiling -Now I can play again-

-Professor Snape wasn't going to keep her that long, especially so close to the match- and the moment of joy disappeared when Ron strode in carrying a sheet which seemed to be stained with red ink.

-Look what your damn cat has done to Scabbers!- He reproached the girl while she showed him the blood-stained cloth.

-¿How do you know it was his cat?" Malfoy asked him and from his pocket he took out a couple of cat hairs, an unmistakable color. Faced with such evidence, no one else said anything, until the argument between Ron and Hermione began to get heated and they had to separate them and each one went their own way.

-I'll try to calm Ron down, you go with Hermione- Harry said to the blonde, who went after the girl. He went around the school where he saw Ron very sad about the death of his pet, Harry tried to console him as best he could. After all, he knew what it was like to lose a faithful and beloved pet; he had to watch as a young version of Voldemort killed his first contact with the wizarding world.

-It's not the fact that the cat attacked him, I mean, he was already many years old and hadn't looked good lately. It bothers me that she doesn't want to admit it-

-People often get like this with their pets. I've seen Muggles who have a hard time admitting when their dog bites someone or breaks things. Give it some time - and seeing that his friend's expression did not improve he decided to try another tactic - Hey ¿would you like to try my Firebolt? - And a hint of joy began to appear on Ron's face.

-¡Let's go!- He said running with intense joy.

Meanwhile Draco was trying to console Hermione for all the things Ron had reproached her for -You have to understand, it's not nice to see your pet's blood on your bed. He'll get over it-

-Are you seriously taking his side?-

-I will never admit such a thing...but it must be difficult. And I think even you have to admit that the evidence points to your cat, at least for now-

-¡Crookshanks is no monster!-

-Monster is relative, for a mouse or a canary a cat is a monster. Look, I'm not saying it was your fault or even your pet's, it's his instincts and although it pains me to admit it, I can empathize with the stupid Weasley. Although he could have discussed it with you if he hadn't behaved like a Troll- he said smiling -Give him some time, even that dumb brain will realize the mistake he made-

-Lets go to the library, I want to finish the Transfiguration homework so I can see how we defeat Huflepuff without worrying about anything- and they both left there, without knowing that they were being watched.

The match was quite intense but, thanks to Harry's skill with his new broom, it hadn't lasted that long. He managed to get the Snitch, just when a group of Dementors were heading towards him, Harry managed to conjure something similar to a patronus, it seemed to work and he got out of there as quickly as possible, being applauded by the public.

-It was a pretty good Patronus,-Professor Lupine told him.

The dementors didn't affect me this time-

-That's because they weren't really dementors- and as he approached the outskirts of the field he saw a group of Slytherin students, including Crabbe and Goyle and others he didn't get along with, trying to take off their black hoods. before being discovered. In front of them, with a stern face, was Professor Snape and head of his house.

-I am very disappointed in you, not only did you try to sabotage your own teammate but you could also cost our house the victory and ruin our chances of winning the Quidditch Cup for the ninth time. 30 points less for Slytherin and punishment for everyone! - and then he turned to Harry -Not bad Potter, I hope he plays that way in the next game-

-Of course, sir- he replied and left to celebrate the victory. There was only one more game left and it would be against Griffindor and he was sure it would be a great match, whoever wins.

That same night Ron woke up all of his roommates screaming, alleging that Black had entered his room with a knife. They thought he was kidding them, but apparently Sir Cadogan's painting told them that someone actually entered and had the passwords written down on a piece of paper, which had been written by Neville Longbottom and apparently he had lost it. Everyone was escorted to the Great Hall and the hallways checked every so often by the teachers, but there was no sign of the intruder.

The next afternoon they all met at Hagrid's and he insisted that Ron and Hermione stop being separated and make peace. It took them a long time to be able to look each other in the eyes and shake hands, even if it was a bit cold. After a while they were laughing and remembering stories of previous pranks.

While they were returning to the castle, Draco suggested to Harry that they go to Hogsmeade for the weekend using his invisibility cloak and with the map it would be impossible for them to find it. "Come on, it will be fun."

-It's very dangerous Harry. What if Black appears?-

-I know how to defend myself, and if he was able to enter the school, who can assure us that he is not roaming around the town right now? At least I can have a little fun and buy some candy for Hedwig ¿What's wrong with some adventure?

-Interesting- said a voice behind him and everyone turned and saw the potions professor. They were praying that he hadn't heard too much -Potter come with me- and when they saw that Harry was staring at his friends he began to lose patience -Follow me, now-

Once they arrived at his office, Harry spoke first, in the most innocent tone he could -¿Is something wrong, sir?-

-So you plans to sneak out of school to meet his friends in Hogsmeade? ¿Do you know how dangerous it can be?

-I have no idea what you're talking about, sir-

-¡Don't play dumb with me! I heard perfectly well that you wanted to go there in search of adventure-

-Even if I wanted to, I couldn't. The entrances and exits are guarded and without authorization from my uncles I cannot go. It would be impossible to get there unless I could apparate-

-You are just like your father. He was also just as problematic, he wasn't bad at Quidditch and he thought he could do whatever he wanted, all the time he strutted around school like he was a celebrity-

-My father didn't show off and neither did I...sir-

-He didn't obey the rules either, but of course that was for ordinary people, not for the winners of the Quidditch cup. Always so arrogant...-

-¡Enough!- He shouted.

-¿Excuse me?- He asked incredulously when he saw how his own student raised her voice at him like that.

-¿Why do you hate my father? ¿Is it because he was popular and talented? ¿Or because he saved your life? - and when he saw the face on his teacher's face he thought he had hit the nail - I know you hated each other, not unlike Ron and Draco when they met in first year, and when your life was In danger my father risked himself to save you. Dumbledore told me-

Snape's face was frozen for a few seconds until he composed himself -¿And the headmaster told you why he saved my life? Your father and his friends, as always, tried to play a practical joke on me, and if he hadn't backed out at the last minute, they probably would have expelled him for causing my death. It wasn't anything heroic, he was saving his own skin-

Harry was angry, he didn't want to believe it, he wanted to shout at him and tell him he was a liar. But there was something that made him stop, Professor Snape was surly, almost obnoxious and showed obvious favoritism for the students of his house...but he was not a liar, one of the reasons why he respected him, in the end he had to swallow his feelings and confront his teacher who spoke again -I'm sure everyone has told you that he was a great student, a charming boy who used to commit innocent pranks, but every story has two versions, Mr. Potter. I'm sorry for ruining the "perfect" image that you had of your father-

Harry smiled a little -No,you not sorry, in fact I think your enjoying it. But I thank you for telling me the full story, until now they have always told me good things about my parents, they only told me about their qualities or minimized their defects, perhaps because they felt sorry for an orphaned child. I am not a fool, I know that my parents had defects and I have no doubt that my father has broken a couple of rules. Thank you for your sincerity - he said, regaining his composure. Before Snape could say anything to him the door to the dungeons opened and Professor Lupine entered, looking unwell.

-Severus, I'm sorry to bother you-

-Potter was leaving.I have yours medicine here-

-Thank you. It's good to see you Harry, I hope you're not getting into trouble-

-I'm trying to do that ¿Do you feel bad again?-

-I am very afraid that my health is very volatile. Fortunately, the potion that Professor Snape so kindly prepared for me helps me a lot-

-It must be difficult... having to live with the curse of the werewolf- he told him and both adults were completely stunned.

-¿W-what, how...?- the professor asked and then looked at his colleague.

-I haven't told him anything. But Potter has a bad habit of meddling in matters that are none of his business-

-¿How did you find out?-

-At first I wasn't sure but when Hermione and I finished Professor Snape's lunar work that's when I understood it: his absence during the time of the full moon and why the Boggart that you faced turns into a white sphere: it's the full moon, because its biggest fear is transforming into that beast and hurting someone-

The man sighed in defeat -It's something I have to deal with. Please Harry, don't tell anyone, if the students' parents found out...

-I know, they've already taken it out on Hagrid's poor hippogriff. I promise I won't say anything-

-Thank you, you are very kind, intelligent and skillful-

-Careful Lupin, the last thing Potter needs is for you to continue inflating his already high ego. You better retire and go back to your friends and woe betide you if I find out that you've been escaping to Hogsmeade.

-Professor Snape is right, Harry. You better be careful, remember that we still have to continue practicing with your patronus-

-I know, professor. See you soon - and he left there. After a while the adults fell silent.

-You must admit that he is not like any other magician-

-That doesn't give him the right to break the rules and boast, he's just like his father-

-¿Really? ¿Do you think James Potter could have ended up in Slytherin too? ¿Made that Lucius Malfoy's son to hang out with Griffindors and, more surprisingly, a Muggleborn? From what I have seen, I would say that he is more similar to Lily- he told him, smiling before leaving there. The greasy-haired professor sat thinking for a moment and had to admit that his colleague was right, James Potter would never have ended up in the snakes house.

The days passed quickly, Harry continued practicing the patronus spell while trying to keep up with his other subjects. On one of his escapades he was surprised by Snape and Lupin who were making rounds. He wasn't punished, but when he saw the marauder's map he took him to an empty classroom and gave him a scolding.

-I have no idea how you got this but I know what it is ¿Hasn't it occurred to you that if this map fell into Black's hands he could find you and your friends?-

Harry looked like he was about to reply but after thinking more calmly he began to hesitate -I... I didn't think about it sir-

-Your father didn't respect the rules either, but he and your mother gave their lives so that you could live and now you are walking around the school and Hogsmeade where the Dementors and Black lurk, as if nothing could happen to you...I think you disgrace the sacrifice they made for you. I'll stick with this, sorry Harry-

Harry didn't like it at all, it felt like when they had taken away his new broom, but he was sure that this time he wouldn't have it so easy so he sighed defeated -I understand sir, by the way the map has a flaw, I saw someone who supposedly dead

-¿Who?-

-Peter Pettigrew-

-You must have seen wrong. Better go to your room and continue studying, I understand that exams are approaching and you also have a Quidditch match pending. Good afternoon Harry-

Harry was still frustrated that he had let Professor Lupine confiscate the Map. He had been careless and if he had worn the invisibility cloak he wouldn't have been caught but he decided to focus his energies on his studies, not to mention Quidditch training. Fortunately they managed to win the last game of the season, thanks to the reflexes of Harry, who managed to catch the Snitch almost at the same time as Ron, who only lost his balance for a second, but it was just what he needed to get the winged sphere.

-¡We won the cup! ¡We won the cup!- the Slytherins shouted.

-Well played Ron, you did make it difficult for me- Harry said, shaking his hand with his partner's -Until the next season-

-I have to admit, Weasley, your performance wasn't all bad- said Malfoy

-I think that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me-

-Don't get too used to it-

-¡Let's celebrate!-

-Not yet, remember that we have exams tomorrow- the girl reminded them.

-¡Come on Hermione! Don't be such a party pooper-

-She's right- Harry said and then looked at Ron -You lost the match, but you can still earn points and get good grades. Then we can celebrate-

Despite Ron's protests, the four of them went to the library and studied like never before. Harry and Hermione practically knew everything in it, they had only come to give a last review and give a little help to their friends.

They started the exam week with Transformations, the task was to turn a teapot into a turtle. After a quick meal they went to the Charms exam with Flitwick, Harry managed to charm his partner who couldn't stop laughing due to the spell and after a quick movement he returned to normal, not only his partner, also the rest of his friends. classmates, to save the teacher's time.

-¡Excellent! ¡Thank you, Mr. Potter, five points for Slytherin!- the little man told him.

-"Thank you, Mr. Potter," Ron said mockingly as he left.

-I take advantage of any opportunity to score points for my house, you should try it sometime-

-Another time, when I don't have to worry about the potions exam with Snape- and they went to rest a little before going to the dungeons. When they arrived most of the students were there, Snape watched them enter, with a disapproving face.

-¿Late again Potter? He shouldn't have wasted time with his fan club-

-I thought the exam didn't start for five minutes sir-

-I say when it starts and it is now. Sit down, you will have to prepare the potion to confuse- he told him with an icy tone. At the end of the class, less than half had managed to prepare it well. Only Draco, Hermione and Harry managed to make it properly thick, the rest of the potions were of low quality and Neville's had been the worst - The task is to make a potion that confuses the drinker, not destroys their stomach! Four! I would give it a zero but I don't want the head of her house to ask me to give her private lessons. Withdraw-

When they had the Lupin´s exam, it was the most fun exam so far: an obstacle course where they had to face the creatures they had studied during the year, after fighting the Grindlows in a pond and taking down fire salamanders that were waiting for them around a campfire. , they ended up at the entrance of a hollow tree where a Boggart was waiting for them.

When the being took the form of the hooded figure Harry smiled -¡Not today my friend Riddikulus! - and then left there.

-Very good Harry. Maximum grade- Lupine told him. When they left there they passed the Minister of Magic accompanied by two other members of the Ministry.

-¡Hello, Harry! I see that you are busy with your exams, I hope you get good grades-

-Of course, Mr. Minister ¿What brings you here? ¿Have they finally caught Black?

-I'm afraid not, but he will soon return to Azkaban, don't worry -He sighed widely and looked at Harry -Its an unpleasant business for me, Harry, The Commission for Dangerous Creatures requested that a witness with the execution of an angry hippogriff. Since I had to visit Hogwarts because of Black, they asked me to come in-

-¿Then the sentence has already been given? Buckbeack wasn't to blame and neither was Hagrid-

-Boy, I'm afraid I can't do anything, the commission has already made its decision-

Then he went to the divination class. Most of them did not know what to answer when the teacher asked them, separately, what they saw in the crystal ball, so they had to invent things that were not credible. After a while, only Harry was left waiting for his turn while Ron went down the stairs -¿How did it go?-

-A total waste of time, I told her that I saw a great dragon and he responded that it was likely that he would occupy a position in the Ministry- he said with a smile -See you later-

-¡Harry Potter!-

In the tower room it was hotter than ever. The curtains were drawn, the fire was lit, and the usual dizzying smell made Harry cough as he made his way through the chairs and tables to where Professor Trelawney was waiting for him, seated before a large crystal ball -Good morning, Harry- she said. gently- If you would be kind enough to look at the ball, take your time, and then tell me what you see inside it...-

Seeing nothing, he simply chose to play along -I see... I see Buckbeak, Hagrid's hippogriff-

-Ahh yes, poor animal and its imminent fate ¿Do you see anything else? -

-I think he is flying, free as a bird-

-¿Sure? ¿Don't you see Hagrid crying or the animal's head in a pool of blood?

-N...no...- he said, half disturbed at the thought of his poor friend facing such a spectacle.

-I see...well, I'm afraid that's all. Maybe divination is not for everyone, you can leave. - As soon as the words left the woman's mouth, Harry grabbed her backpack and left there, but at that moment a voice made him stop - It will be tonight... -

-¿Excuse me?- he said, turning around and saw the woman in a kind of trance.

-The dark lord is weak, abandoned by his vassals. Soon his servant will return to him after twelve years, with his help HE will rise again... bigger and more terrible than ever. It will be today, before midnight... vassal and master will meet again... - and then the woman seemed to come out of that trance state and blinked - I'm sorry, dear, I fell asleep, the heat of the day and I haven't rested okay ¿Is something wrong? You look a little pale-

-You just told me that Voldemort will rise again, that his vassal is going to return to him...-

-¡Merlin! ¡Don't pronounce that name, especially here! We have too many problems with Sirius Black and the Dementors lurking around, the only thing we would need is to have the Nameless One among us-

-¡But you just said it!-

-You must have fallen asleep too, there is no doubt that you have been trying too hard, better go with your friends and eat some chocolate. Yes, chocolate is always good-

Harry left there confused and a little worried ¿Had she really made a prediction or was it a fake who just wanted to end it with a great show?

The group had gone to visit Hagrid after learning that the Dangerous Creatures Commission had not backed down. On the way they passed Neville Longbottom who had gone to see the poor animal, he was carrying his book "The Monstrous Book of Monsters" and some bites of meat that he had given to the hippogriff. When they arrived he gave them a shy greeting and said goodbye to Hagrid, who invited them to his cabin for a while.

-You have to go back to the castle. If Fudge and Dumbledore catch you going without permission, you'll be in trouble- the huge man told them. Silent tears ran down Hermione's face, but she hid them from Hagrid preparing the tea. As she picked up the bottle of milk to pour some of it into the jug, she screamed.

-¡Ron! It's Scabbers!- Ron looked at her open-mouthed.

-¿What are you saying?-

Hermione moved the jug to the table and tipped it over. With a little frightened cry and desperate to get back into the container, Scabbers appeared running across the table.

-¡Scabbers! Ron exclaimed -Scabbers, what are you doing here? -He grabbed the rat, which was struggling to escape. He looked horrible, was thinner than ever, he had lost a lot of her hair, leaving wide gaps.

-It seems that the rat is still alive. I think SOMEONE owes an apology- Draco told him while he look Hermione.

-I'll apologize to Crookshanks when I see him- he replied and the blonde sighed in surrender. Hagrid suddenly stood up, staring at the window. His face, usually colorful, had turned pale -They are coming...- and when they looked out the window they saw Principal Dumbledore, accompanied by the Minister, a member of the Ministry and the executioner. They insisted on staying but the burly man left them no choice, so they quickly left before they arrived and hid among the trees.

-Let's go, there's nothing to do and Scabbers is crazy ¡Calm down you silly rat! - and just at that moment the sharp sound of the ax that had just been used was heard.

-That's it... they've done it...- Hermione said sobbing and being comforted by Ron and Draco while Harry closed his eyes and fists in anger and helplessness at not having been able to help his friend. As they walked back to the castle in silence, a huge dog came out of the bushes and charged Ron, carrying him down the hill near the Whomping Willow. His friend tried to resist but the animal was strong and he began to drag it into the tree without them being able to do anything.

-¡Ron! ¿What the hell does the dog want with him?

-He's not a dog- Harry told them -But it doesn't matter, we have to go help him-

-¿How do you want us to do it? The Whomping Willow hits anything that comes close to it - and at that moment Hermione's cat approached.

-¡Crookshanks, be careful!- the girl shouted at him, but the cat simply dodged the tree branch and gave him a small scratch in a small hole in the trunk. The tree stood still as if it had been paralyzed.

-¿How did he know what to do?-

-Maybe the dog told him, I don't know. We better follow it-

-Where will this tunnel go?- Draco asked, breathless.

-No idea... It's marked on the marauder's map; but Fred and George believed that no one had ever used it- They moved as fast as they could, almost bent at the waist. At times they could see the tail of the feline, the passage did not end. He seemed as long as the one who went to Honeydukes. The only thing Harry could think about was Ron and what that huge dog could be doing to him. Running crouched made it difficult for him to breathe and it hurt. When they finally managed to finish the tour they ended up in a kind of dusty room, with torn walls and wooden covered windows.

-¿Where are we?- the girl asked.

-I think...I think it's the Shrieking Shack- the blonde added. They continued moving towards another room where they found Ron leaning on an old sofa lamenting the wound the dog had caused to his leg.

-¡Ron! ¿Are you okay? ¿Where is the dog?-

-It's not a dog...it's...-

-An animagus I know- Harry answered and when they turned around they saw Sirius Black himself in front of them, with his tattered robes, yellow teeth and a skull-like expression.

-I imagined you would come to help your friend, your father would have done the same- he said wistfully. And before his friends said anything, he disarmed Hermione using Ron's wand, but Harry was faster and conjured a protective shield, perplexing the adult. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he managed to take his wand away. Finally he could have his revenge on the man who killed his parents.

At that moment Professor Lupine appeared there and cast a spell on him -¡Expelliarmus!-

-¿Professor, why did you do that?-

-Because I wanted to prevent you from making a mistake that you would regret your whole life, you would never kill an innocent person-

-I trusted you, I didn't tell anyone that I was a werewolf- and her friends were surprised, except Hermione who from her expression already knew or intuited it. Harry couldn't contain himself -¡He betrayed my parents! ¿How you can think that he is innocent? -He reproached him. After a while he told them the story of his childhood as a lycanthrope, how the only friends he had had, James Potter, Sirius Black and Peter Pettrigrew learned to be animagi to keep him company during his full moon transformations and how the four of them together adopted the nicknames of Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs, the creators of the Marauder's Map.

-¡Incredible! You were very intelligent- Malfoy acknowledged.

-If it were we wouldn't be here-

-Exactly- said a third voice and Professor Snape appeared, who had arrived at the most inopportune moment. Apparently Professor Lupin had left the map in his office and when Snape went to bring him his potion he noticed Black and went there without realizing that Pettigrew was also there. The students tried to convince him to let his story finish but he ignored it, evidently still hurt by the mockery and mistreatment that he had received as a young man.

-¡Desmaius!-Harry shouted, the man fell unconscious on the floor.

-¡Harry! You attacked a teacher! We will have a lot of problems- Hermione reproached him.

-We already have problems, one more won't matter- and then he turned to Black -Prove to me that Pettigrew is still alive-

-Give me the rat, boy- he said to Ron

-¿What is he going to do to her?-

-Force her to transform, if she really is an ordinary rat nothing will happen to her. You look bad, Peter- he said to the rat, who was squealing like crazy.

-¡It's that crazy cat's fault!-

-That cat is not crazy, he is the smartest I have ever seen. He knew immediately that I was not a simple dog, as well as Peter's identity. Thanks to his help we have all been here, enough of the games - and after a wave of his wand the rat transformed into a short, chubby man.

-Remus...Sirius...my friends- and he started to run towards the exit but Harry was faster and with a wave of his wand he sent him flying against the wall.

-Then it was true, you were the keeper of the secrets. You betrayed my parents!-

-Harry...you don't understand...your father was my friend...but He...they don't know how powerful he is, the things he can do to you, I had no choice-

-Yes, you did have it, but saving your own skin was more important- Sirius said, looking at him angrily -¿Were we ever even friends, Wormtail, or were you just looking to be surrounded by people who could protect you? You are a coward, the hat should never have sent you to Griffindor-

-¿What do we do with him?-

-¿What do you think? Finish him, I've waited a long time for this Moony-

-¡No Please! I never wanted things to end like this, I was never strong like you ¡Please! Take me to Azkaban!-And then he started begging for mercy from Hermione, from Ron reminding him that he was a good pet, and then he looked at Harry sobbing, he was pathetic and Harry wanted it to end.

-You decide, Harry- his defense professor told him. Harry pointed his wand at the man on the ground. He was a scoundrel, he had betrayed his parents, abandoned a friend in Azkaban for years, he didn't deserve to live.

-Harry, please...it's not worth it, let's go back to school...- Hermione told him, looking at him with shiny eyes -We've already seen one death today, please...don't cross that line...- she said between tears and after see that image he lowered his wand. His friend was right, he wasn't worth it, so he just backed away and Professor Lupine conjured ropes that would keep him still so he wouldn't try to escape.

-Let's get out of here- Harry said quietly, looking at his friend who smiled a little and went to hug him.

-¿You're sure? Because of him, your parents are dead- Black asked.

-And he will pay for that, he will be locked up for the rest of his life, alone, surrounded by remorse and pain. If it's sad now, I can't imagine what he'll look like when the dementors absorb every last happy memory-

-That seems perfect to me. Let's go- On the way, while the group kept an eye on Pettigrew, Sirius and Harry chatted about their parents and the bond they had.

-What you did was very noble, there is no doubt that you inherited your mother's heart. I've seen you fly, you fly as well as your father, although I admit that I didn't expect to see you in Slytherin-

-I think everyone was surprised-

-Especially Professor Snape, you should have seen his expression- Malfoy commented and the three of them laughed.

-¿You are Narcissa's son, right? The only cousin I had a good relationship with was Andromeda, who was banished for marrying with a son of Muggles. It doesn't matter who your parents are, Harry trusts you and that's the only thing that matters- he said, shaking her hand and then turned to Harry -When the truth is known, I will be able to be a free man again. If you want, you can move in with me, my parents' house has been unoccupied for years, it should be cleaned-

-¿Living with you? Of course! It would be great - Harry couldn't contain his excitement, although he was comfortable spending his holidays at the Malfoy family house, he wanted to have a place of his own ¿What better place than with his godfather and his father's best friend? ? He had so many things to ask him. Just at that moment Professor Lupine began to tremble and when they looked at the sky they could see the full moon and they remember that the professor had not taken the potion. While Sirius tried to restrain his friend, Pettigrew took advantage of the fact that the ropes that tied him disappeared and escaped in his rat form. Sirius' Animagus form was strong but not enough to hold a werewolf without help.

-¿Harry, what do we do?- and just at that moment Professor Snape regained consciousness and stood between them and the lycanthrope, who swung his paw at him, throwing him to the side. Harry tried to think of a spell to contain but he couldn't think of any. At that moment, without warning, the Slytherin Basilisk appeared and attacked the werewolf while he displayed his enormous fangs to warn him to stay away. At such an image the beast howled and headed towards the forbidden forest.

-Thank you very much my friend, once again you have saved me-

-I only did what you asked me-

-¿What are you talking about?-

-You will know, in the future, or maybe in the past. See you soon Harry, if you need me you know where to find me - he responded, leaving him confused while his friends helped Professor Snape Harry went quickly in search of Sirius who was quite badly injured by his friend's attack and at that moment the air began to get cold - No...Not now!- and a cloud of hooded figures approached them. Harry tried to conjure the patronus but the white energy emanating from his wand was not enough to repel them and as he lost strength he saw someone watching him from the trees. He thought his eyesight was failing him since the person seemed familiar and before losing consciousness he saw him launch a fully formed patronus which began to scare away the dementors. Harry wanted to thank him but his legs were weak and he fell exhausted to the ground. floor -Dad?...-and everything turned black.

When Harry woke up in the infirmary, Professor Dumbledore gave him a summary of what had happened, Sirius was locked in the tower waiting for the dementors to take him away, Snape being attended to by the Minister of Magic who gave him the Order of Merlin second class for capture the fugitive and that no one would believe the true story. He then told Hermione to use a time turner which is a magical object capable of turning back time but only for a few hours. While Ron stayed in the infirmary with Draco and Ginny keeping him company. Once they went back in time to sunset, they went towards Hagrid's hut and saw Neville undoing the hippogriff's chain so he could escape without arousing suspicion.

-Interesting ¿Who knew that Longbottom would dare to violate magical law by helping Buckbeak escape?- Harry thought, when they approached the animal they bowed in respect which was responded to by the creature and he let them approach.

-¿What do we do now Harry?-

-I don't know, you said that if we crossed paths with our version of the past we could be in danger or ruin history. We must be careful-

-I know ¿But what if the dementors appear? You said you saw your father summon a patronus but it's impossible he died-

-Of course he's dead, but I know what I saw. We need to bide our time - and at that moment they saw their past versions enter the Whomping Willow hollow in search of Ron, then they saw Professor Snape, time was getting shorter, the sky was starting to darken and Harry was running out of ideas. , just at that moment a small hiss made them turn around.

-Hello little boy ¿Taking a night walk?- said the huge snake that appeared, making Hermione startle and stand next to the hippogriff. Harry tried to explain the situation to her as quickly as possible so that she could help him understand what he had told him - It's obvious, isn't it? It was you, or rather you will be the one who cast that spell-

Harry's mind began to connect the dots, of course that couldn't have been his father, but would he really be able to summon a complete patronus? He had already tried and failed. The basilisk told him that he should not hesitate since that was what the creatures took advantage of, if he kept a cool head and focused on his happy memories he could do it without problems. After going to help his selves from the werewolf attack, Harry hid among the trees waiting for the right moment. When he saw the dementors approaching his younger version and Sirius, who was badly injured from his fight with Lupine, Harry came out of hiding and pointed his wand at them -¡Expecto Patronum!- and instead of a simple beam of white light, A huge silver deer came out and headed towards the hooded men and chased them away, when the being of light returned to where Harry was and when he leaned down it was there that he understood - Prongs... - he said smiling and then left with Hermione.

-I can't believe it, you managed to summon a complete Patronus ¡It's very advanced magic!- Hermione told him as they flew on Buckbeak's back towards the tower where Sirius was locked up.

-I know, it's hard for me to believe it too- she said, smiling. Once they reached the tower, Hermione took out her wand -Alohomora!- And the door opened instantly.

-But what...?- and Sirius was totally surprised to see them there. Before returning to the infirmary, Sirius approached him -I'm sorry you have to run away again, but the important thing is that now you know the truth-

-Pettigrew escaped. I should have finished him off, I was too soft-

-No, you did the right thing. Anyone can end a life, but you took the high road. Not many wizards would have that strength. James wouldn't have killed him either, your parents would be proud. You must have heard it a million times already, but you are so similar to your father, except for your eyes...-

-Like my mother's- he finished, smiling and giving him a hug goodbye. It was the first time he let an adult get close to him in such a way. Harry felt that the memory of that moment would always give him the strength to conjure a Patronus - I wish I could go with you. There is so much I want to ask you-

-I know. but don't worry, we will see each other again Harry, I promise you - and he flew away at high speed on the hippogriff. After a few seconds he had disappeared into the sky.

-Let's go back to the infirmary, before anyone sees us- his friend told him, but Harry just watched the sky and then turned to his friend -¿Do you think we'll ever have a normal year?-

-Probably not-

-Hermione...-

-¿Yes?-

-Thank you- and she smiled too while she placed her hand on her arm as a sign of affection.

The next events happened so fast that Harry was still processing it. As soon as Harry and Hermione returned to the time and place from which they left, they caught up with the events: the escape of Buckbeak and Sirius, as Professor Trelawney's prophecy had been fulfilled, although not in the way that Harry had imagined. The worst thing was that someone spread a rumor that Professor Lupine was a werewolf and letters began to arrive from parents and the Ministry, demanding his resignation. Harry suspected that Draco's father had also had something to do with it, but he didn't want to say nothing to your friend.

-It's unfair, you're the best teacher we've ever had- he said to the man he was finishing packing.

-It's okay, they are parents who worry about their children. In their place, maybe I would do the same, I'll be fine. By the way, I must tell you that on my last day as a teacher I decided to give your house forty points - and Harry looked at him surprised - for having managed to conjure a complete Patronus, a commendable feat for any wizard and even more so for someone your age. And I see that you discovered your father's nickname, I can still see the large antlers of his animagus form - and then he returned the Marauder's map telling him that he should maintain the tradition of the school's troublemakers, luckily Harry quickly put it in his pocket because at that moment Professor Snape appeared.

-Hello Lupin, Professor Mc Gonagall has asked me to let you know that your transport is already here. I have left you a kit with several potions, they are all that I have been able to prepare, given my condition- he said, emphasizing the last part while gesturing towards the wound on his arm, which fortunately had not been bitten.

-Thank you very much Severus and once again my apologies for what I did. I was not myself-

-I see that Mr. Potter has come to say goodbye too. What a detail- he said sarcastically. The man with scars made a gesture to both of them and left there, leaving them alone. Harry stood in front of him and spoke -¿Was you? ¿Don´t you? The one who spread the rumor about Professor Lupin's condition-

-¿Really? ¿Do you have proof?

-I have no proof, but I have no doubts either. But I understand, it must have been very frustrating: Sirius Black escaping from under your nose, losing the Order of Merlin, and being attacked by a werewolf. Luckily no one was bitten.

Professor Snape's eyes seemed to breathe fire -You are insolent and arrogant, just like your father-

-Maybe, but don't forget that I'm also a Slytherin and also someone who just got a lot of points for his house for having performed the Patronus charm perfectly, that brings us closer to the house cup, so I think I can allow myself that attitude for today-

-¿Just for today? Funny ¿Anything else you want to tell me?

-Just one, thank you...- and Snape's expression made a gesture of surprise at what he had just heard, but he managed to hide it. Harry continued -For standing between us and the animal form of the professor, better said, ex-professor, Lupin. Even after I attacked you and let you unconscious. I'm sorry but I had no alternative sir-

-I just did my job, I would have done it for any other student. Don't think you're so special-

-¿Even for Neville Longbottom?-

-I think it's better if he leaves, I'm sure your friends will be waiting for you- and when Harry left the man pressed the temples of his head. He had a lot of feelings inside him: fury, disapproval, but at the same time admiration and pride that someone from his house was capable of so much -Potter...both, father and son are a nuisance-

It was the last day of school and almost everyone was about to leave, an owl went to Harry leaving him a note from Sirius telling him that he was safe with Buckbeak and that it was he who had given him the broom and that the owl was a gift for Ron since he had lost Scabbers, Harry Ron and Hermione were happy to know that Sirius had managed to escape.

-¿Has anyone seen Ginny? If she misses the train my parents will kill me-

-There she is, along with Draco- Harry noticed how Ron frowned at seeing them chatting so friendly. Ginny was laughing after she heard the story of how Ron was captured by a black dog and they had to go rescue him. Anyone who saw them would think that they were siblings and Harry sensed that that was how they felt. After last year, Ginny found a new older brother who would take care of her housemates but without being overprotective as the Weasleys and Draco had found the sister he always wanted to have. Family was a foreign concept to Harry, until he discovered that he had a godfather and also his friends.

-"I wonder what trouble we'll get into next year... Maybe there will be vampires or dragons"- he thought as the train left the station. The school year was over, but they will be back soon.

END OF THE THIRD YEAR. THE FOURTH AND NEXT YEARS WILL BE LONGER AND IN MORE THAN ONE CHAPTER

¡GREETINGS!