| A Friend Of Sirius' |
| It was Halloween, and they were setting out for Hogsmeade, Harry with bread and some mince meat pies in his bag. They went past the style, and up the hill, they were out of breath by the time they got there. Elisa had been told all about their encounter with Sirius Black, about him being Harry’s Godfather. She knew. "How?" Harry had asked "Azkaban," "Oh," "Hello Harry," Sirius said when they entered his cave "’Lo, Sirius," said Harry "meet Elisa, though I think you already know her, at least she says she knows you," "Good to see you again, Elisa," Sirius answered He ate his food, they said Hello, and goodbye to Buckbeak, and to Sirius, and left, the time had flown by. "How did you know him in Azkaban?" "We had cells next to each other," Elisa answered Harry’s question. "Azkaban?" Ron asked, absentmindedly as he unwrapped a chocolate frog from Honeyduke’s. "I was convicted of murder, and put in there, remember? Horrible place, but I was proven innocent, and I left, but we became friends. I sought him out when I heard of his escape." "They send children to Azkaban?" "I can change into strange beasts no one’s even heard of, so I’m not seen as a child." "Oh," December, Christmas Eve. Snow fell from the sky to the grounds slowly, Hagrid walked across the grounds headed toward his hut from the Forbidden Forest, pondering over something strange. So many snakes, hmmmmmm…. Coral snakes, king snakes, small snakes, big snakes, so many snakes. Why were they here, where were they coming from? Hagrid pondered these questions as he walked across the grounds to his hut. Christmas Eve, December, snow fell on the grounds. So many snakes. "Merry Christmas, Harry!" Hermione said. She handed him a gift, and Harry unwrapped it. "Thanks for the sherbert ball, Hermione," "Here Ron," Gifts were exchanged. Elisa gave Harry, Ron, and Hermione beautiful quills, golden in color, and downy soft. "Made ‘em myself," "Where’d you get them?" Ron asked "They’re mine, until I gave ‘em t’ you," "Well I know that, but where’d you buy them?" "No, I mean they’re mine, griffin feather’s, pulled ‘em out with my beak," "Oh," Then Elisa pulled out a gift from her pile, strangely wrapped, just a basket, covered, with a bow on it. There was a card on it. Elisa looked at it, but wouldn’t show to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. When they asked her why, she gave them a sideways stare, with her red cat slit eyes that quailed them all. "It’s from a distant friend I met a few years ago," |