Chapter 1
It was a normal morning in the wizarding world, but what is normal in the wizarding world?
In the great hall, the ceiling was a sunny blue sky, A great sign for quidditch practice, Ron was busy overstuffing his face with sausages as if he would never eat again, While Hermoine ate her food as if it was diluted with poison (she still was going on about S.P.E.W.) and her nose deep into a book, ‘Hogwarts a History’.
Then the owls came soaring in through the windows. A handsome tawny owl landed just in front of Harry and stuck out his left leg which had a newspaper tied to it. Harry untied it and the owl held out his right leg and a small brown sack was tied to it, harry opened it up and dropped 5 odd looking bronze coins into it. The bird swooped away and out the window brushing up against a slightly smaller white snowy owl. She soared down to Harry and perched herself upon his shoulder. Nibbling his ear affectionately she threw her left leg out and a letter was tied to it. Hermione untied it and placed it in front of Harry.
“Good girl Hedwig.” He stroked her feathered back.
Hedwig dipped her beak into his goblet of pumpkin juice and took off to the owlery.
Harry unfolded the news and read.
“wut does it say?” Ron said with a mouthful of sausage spraying Hermoine.
“Ew Ron.” She said and wiped her cheek.
Harry ignored her. “it’s rubbish.” He threw it aside and started to open the letter from Hedwig.
Hermione read the news out loud.
“Sirius Black was supposedly spotted in the king cross station, Harrys right- it is rubbish.”
But Ron thought otherwise, he swallowed his food much to quickly making him go purple in the face. Hermione reached across the table and hit Ron with the newspaper.
“Don’t be thick Ron, the ministry is just making guesses, so the public doesn’t get suspicious or worried.”
Ron eased up.
Harry, who wasn’t listening smile as he read the letter.
“It's from Sirius.
“Sirius? What does it say!?”
Harry read aloud
“Dear Harry,
It seems the ministry has been trying to find out where I am. Lupin has been worried for me because he thinks they actually spotted me. I doubt it though. Probably putting on a show for their readers.
From, Sirius”
Ron grinned. “See Hermione, I told you it was rubbish.”
Hermione scoffed.