DEMENTOR

                                    

                                          
Harry pov
"Who's that?" Ron asked as Me, Ron, Hermione and Amelia sit down in the compartment of the train. 
"That is Professor RJ Lupin." Amelia says. 
"why does she know everything?"  He asks me.
"It is on the suit case,Ron." Hermione says. 
"Do you think he's really asleep?" Amelia asks. 
"Yeah, why?" 
"We have to tell you something." I say
I close the door and sat back down, and Harry and I began to talk. 
"Let me get this straight, Sirius black has escaped Azkaban to come after you two?" 
"Yep."
"They will catch him. Won't they? Everyone is looking for him." Hermione says
"Sure, but no one has broke out of Azkaban." Ron says. 
"Well, look who it is," said Malfoy in his usual lazy drawl, pulling open the compartment door. "Potty and the Weasel." 
Crabbe and Goyle chuckled trollishly. "I heard your father finally got his hands on some gold this summer, Weasley," said Malfoy. "Did your mother die of shock?" 
Ron stood up so quickly he knocked Crookshanks's basket to the floor. Professor Lupin gave a snort. 
"Who is that?" said Malfoy, taking an automatic step backward as he spotted Lupin. 
"New teacher," I said,  getting to my feet, in case I needed to hold Ron back. "What were you saying, Malfoy?" 
Malfoy's pale eyes narrowed; he wasn't fool enough to pick a fight right under a teacher's nose.
"C'mon," he muttered resentfully to Crabbe and Goyle, and they disappeared. 
Me and Ron sat down again, Ron massaging his knuckles. "I'm not going to take any crap from Malfoy this year," he said angrily. "I mean it. If he makes one more crack about my family, I'm going to get hold of his head and —" 
Ron made a violent gesture in midair. 
"Ron," hissed Hermione, pointing at Professor Lupin, "be careful . . ." But Professor Lupin was still fast asleep. The rain thickened as the train sped yet farther north; the windows were now a solid, shimmering gray, which gradually darkened until lanterns flickered into life all along the corridors and over the luggage racks. The train rattled, the rain hammered, the wind roared, but still, Professor Lupin slept.
"what's going on?" Hermione asks looking out the window from next to Ron. 
"Maybe we broke down..?" Amelia suggests.
"Ouch, Ron that was my foot." 
"There is something out there.." Ron whispers.
Everything starts freezing.Out the door we see a dark figure opening the door.
"What is that.." 
I feel like he's trying to take me.then a light comes and I heard screams, me and amelias names.
I start waking up.
"are you two alright?" 
Then Lupin gives me and Amelia some chocolate, saying, "it will help." 
"What was that thing?" 
The professor answers, "That was a dementor coming from azbakan,now I have to go speak with the driver." He gets up and exits.
"what happened?"
"you two passed out." Ron says.
"Did anything happened to you?" Amelia asks Ron and Hermione. 
"Nothing really." 
I start to talk, "A woman was screaming." I looked at Amelia. "did you hear it to?" 
She nodded. 
"no one was screaming." 
"Oh." 
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"Professor Lupin sent an owl ahead to say that you were both taken ill on the train, Potters." 
Before we could reply, there was a soft knock on the door and Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, came bustling in. 
It was bad enough that they had passed out, or whatever, without everyone making all this fuss. "I'm fine," Harry said, "We both are. We don't need anything —"
 "Oh, it's you, is it?" said Madam Pomfrey, ignoring this and bending down to stare closely at him. "I suppose you've been doing something dangerous again?" 
"It was a dementor, Poppy," said Professor McGonagall. They exchanged a dark look, and Madam Pomfrey clucked disapprovingly. "Setting dementors around a school," she muttered, pushing back Harry's hair and feeling his forehead. And then coming to me and doing the same.  
"They won't be the last one who collapses. Yes, you are all clammy. Terrible things, they are, and the effect they have on people who are already delicate —" 
"I'm not delicate!" I said crossly. 
"Of course you're not," said Madam Pomfrey absentmindedly, now taking my pulse. 
"What do they need?" said Professor McGonagall crisply. "Bed rest? Should they perhaps spend tonight in the hospital wing?" 
"I'm fine!" said Harry, jumping up. "We both are!" 
You should both have some chocolate at the very least," said Madam Pomfrey, who was now trying to peer into my eyes. 
"I've already had some," I said. "Professor Lupin gave me some. He gave it to all of us." 
"Did he, now?" said Madam Pomfrey approvingly. "So we've finally got a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who knows his remedies?"
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"Welcome, welcome to a new year at hogwarts. Now I would like to say, thank you to Professor RJ Lupin who decided to be our new defense against the dark arts teacher."
We clap and he stands up.
"Boy Potter! Potter!"  We all turn around and looked at the person yelling. it was Draco malfoy, we all scoffed. 
"is it true you fainted?like you actually fainted."
"shove off? malfoy."
"How did he find out?" 
"Forget it." 
We turned back to Dumbledore talking about something with Hagrid causing people to clap. He talks about the dementors and Sirius black.
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Narrator Pov:
A large portrait of a fat lady in a pink dress asked them, "Password?" 
"Coming through, coming through!" Percy called from behind the crowd. "The new password's 'Fortuna Major'!" 
"Oh no," said Neville Longbottom sadly. He always had trouble remembering the passwords. 
Through the portrait and across the common room, girls and boys divided toward the two staircases.
Amelia climbed the stair with no thought in her head except how glad she was to be back. Hermione and her reached their familiar, circular dormitory with its two four-poster beds, and Amelia, looking around, felt she was home at last.
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