Well.
Harry decided to sneak with Ron in Hogsmeade again.Eveything was fine.With a tiny exception.
SNAPE FOUND THE MAP
INSULTED HIM REAAAALLY BADLY
AND NOW LUPIN HAS THE MAP.
Clever,Potter...
I'll get it back,somehow.
But how did I find out?Harry obviously didn't have the guts to tell me.Heart of a lion...
Lupin told me and warned me again.
What did I tell him?
"You better watch for the map,in case Pettigrew decides to appear.You never know.You'll be surprised by how many things you can learn through a simple map".

But what's even worse?
Despite my  and Hermione's struggles,Hagrid lost the case,and Buckbeak was sentenced to death...

Hagrid:S'all my fault. Got all tongue-tied. They was all sittin' there in black robes an' I kep' droppin' me notes and forgettin' all them dates yeh looked up fer me, Hermione. An' then Lucius Malfoy stood up an' said his bit, and the Committee jus' did exac'ly what he told 'em...
Ron:There's still the appeal!Don't give up yet, we're working on it!
Hagrid:S'no good, Ron...That Committee's in Lucius Malfoy's pocket. I'm jus' gonna make sure the rest o' Beaky's time is the happiest he's ever had. I owe him that....Look at him blubber!

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle had been standing just inside the castle doors, listening...

Draco:Have you ever seen anything quite as pathetic?And he's supposed to be our teacher!

Oh no,dear.You've crossed the imginary line,that I simply cannot allow.Harry and Ron both made furious moves toward Malfoy, but I got there first -- SMACK!I slapped him across the face with all the strength she could muster. Malfoy staggered. Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle stood flabbergasted as Hermione raised her hand again.

me:Don't you dare call Hagrid pathetic, you foul -- you evil --

Everyone stared at me in shock,not expecting me,out of all people,to slap Draco.I didn't expect it either,but this pissed me of on another level.Poor dear Buckbeak..Urgh.

"C'mon." Malfoy muttered, and in a moment, all three of them had disappeared into the passageway to the dungeons.

"Raven!" Ron said again, sounding both stunned and impressed.
me:Make sure you win the Quidditch Cup,Potter.

At the match,despite wanting to win the Cup this year as well,I was determined to let them win.I was too annoyed with the behaviour of some people.

Lee:And it's Gryffindor in possession, Alicia Spinner of Gryffindor with the Quaffle, heading straight for the Slytherin goal posts, looking good, Alicia! Argh, no -- Quaffle intercepted by Warrington, Warrington of Slytherin tearing UP the field -- WHAM! -- nice Bludger work there by George Weasley, Warrington drops the Quaffle, it's caught by -- Johnson, Gryffindor back in possession, come on, Angelina -- nice swerve around Montague -- duck, Angelina, that's a Bludger!¨C SHE SCORES! TEN-ZERO TO GRYFFINDOR!

Angelina punched the air as she soared around the end of the field; the sea of scarlet below was screaming its delight

"OUCH!"

Angelina was nearly thrown from her broom as Marcus Flint went smashing into her.

Flint:Sorry!Sorry, didn't see her!

A moment later, Fred Weasley chucked his Beater's club at the back of Flint's head. Flint's nose smashed into the handle of his broom and began to bleed.

Hooch:That will do!Penalty shot to Gryffindor for an unprovoked attack on their Chaser! Penalty shot to Slytherin for deliberate damage to their Chaser!
Fred:Come off it, Miss!" howled Fred, but Madam Hooch blew her whistle and Alicia flew forward to take the penalty
Lee:Come on, Alicia!--YES! SHE'S BEATEN THE KEEPER! TWENTY-ZERO TO GRYFFINDOR!

Harry turned the Firebolt sharply to watch Flint, still bleeding freely, fly forward to take the Slytherin penalty. Wood was hovering in front of the Gryffindor goal posts, his jaw clenched.

Lee:'Course, Wood's a superb Keeper!--Superb! Very difficult to pass -- very difficult indeed -- YES! I DON'T BELIEVE IT! HE'S SAVED IT!

Relieved, Harry zoomed away, gazing around for the Snitch, but still making sure he caught every word of Lee's commentary. It was essential that he hold Malfoy off the Snitch until Gryffindor was more than fifty points up --

Lee:Gryffindor in possession, no, Slytherin in possession -- no! Gryffindor back in possession and it's Katie Bell, Katie Bell for Gryffindor with the Quaffle, she's streaking up the field -- THAT WAS DELIBERATE!

Montague, a Slytherin Chaser, had swerved in front of Katie, and instead of seizing the Quaffle had grabbed her head. Katie cart-wheeled in the air, managed to stay on her broom, but dropped the Quaffle.
Madam Hooch's whistle rang out again as she soared over to Montague and began shouting at him. A minute later, Katie had put another penalty past the Slytherin Seeker.

Lee:THIRTY-ZERO! TAKE THAT, YOU DIRTY, CHEATING --
Minerva:Jordan, if you can't commentate in an unbiased way --
Lee:I'm telling it like it is, Professor!

Look,the Snitch!
I pushed Harry a bit,signaling him to follow me.
WHOOSH.

One of the Bludgers came streaking past Harry's right ear, hit by the gigantic Slytherin Beater, Derrick. Then again...

WHOOSH.

The second Bludger grazed Harry's elbow.Bole, was closing in.
Harry had a fleeting glimpse of Bole and Derrick zooming toward him, clubs raised -- He turned the Firebolt upward at the last second, and Bole and Derrick collided with a sickening crunch.Ouchie...

Lee:Ha haaa!Too bad, boys! You'll need to get up earlier than that to beat a Firebolt! And it's Gryffindor in possession again, as Johnson takes the Quaffle -- Flint alongside her -- poke him in the eye, Angelina! -- it was a joke, Professor, it was a joke -- oh no -- Flint in possession, Flint flying toward the Gryffindor goal posts, come on now, Wood, save --!

But Flint had scored; there was an eruption of cheers from the Slytherin end, and Lee swore so badly that Professor McGonagall tried to tug the magical megaphone away from him.

Lee:Sorry, Professor, sorry! Won't happen again! So, Gryffindor in the lead, thirty points to ten, and Gryffindor in possession --

It was turning into the dirtiest game I have ever played in. Enraged that Gryffindor had taken such an early lead, the Slytherins were rapidly resorting to any means to take the Quaffle. Bole hit Alicia with his club and tried to say he'd thought she was a Bludger. George Weasley elbowed Bole in the face in retaliation. Madam Hooch awarded both teams penalties, and Wood pulled off another spectacular save, making the score forty-ten to Gryffindor.This is getting worse and worse.

Katie scored. Fifty-ten. Fred and George Weasley were swooping around her, clubs raised, in case any of the Slytherins were thinking of revenge. Bole and Derrick took advantage of Fred's and George's absence to aim both Bludgers at Wood; they caught him in the stomach, one after the other, and he rolled over in the air, clutching his broom, completely winded.

Madam Hooch was beside herself --

Hooch:YOU DO NOT ATTACK THE KEEPER UNLESS THE QUAFFLE IS WITHIN THE SCORING AREA!Gryffindor penalty!

And Angelina scored. Sixty-ten. Moments later, Fred Weasley pelted a Bludger at Warrington, knocking the Quaffle out of his hands; Alicia seized it and put it through the Slytherin goal -- seventy-ten.
The Gryffindor crowd below was screaming itself hoarse -- Gryffindor was sixty points in the lead, and if Harry caught the Snitch now, the Cup was theirs

The Snitch was sparkling twenty feet above us.

Harry put on a huge burst of speed; the wind was roaring in his ears; he stretched out his hand, but suddenly, the Firebolt was slowing down --
Draco,without us realizing,was holding on to Harry's broom end.Really nice...

Hooch:Penalty! Penalty to Gryffindor! I've never seen such tactics
Lee:YOU CHEATING SCUM!YOU FILTHY, CHEATING B --

Professor McGonagall didn't even bother to tell him off She was actually shaking her finger in Malfoy's direction, her hat had fallen off, and she too was shouting furiously.
Alicia took Gryffindor's penalty, but she was so angry she missed by several feet. The Gryffindor team was losing concentration and the Slytherins, delighted by Malfoy's foul on Harry, were being spurred on to greater heights.

Lee:Slytherin in possession, Slytherin heading for goal -- Montague scores --Seventy-twenty to Gryffindor...Angelina Johnson gets the Quaffle for Gryffindor, come on, Angelina, COME ON!

Harry looked around. Every single Slytherin player apart was streaking up the pitch toward Angelina, including the Slytherin Keeper -- they were all going to block her -- Harry wheeled the Firebolt around, bent so low he was lying flat along the handle, and kicked it forward. Like a bullet, he shot toward the Slytherins.

"AAAAAAARRRGH!"

They scattered as the Firebolt zoomed toward them; Angelina's way was clear.

Lee:SHE SCORES! SHE SCORES! Gryffindor leads by eighty Points to twenty!

Nice one,Potter.
Harry, who had almost pelted headlong into the stands, skidded to a halt in midair, reversed, and zoomed back into the middle of the field.Then he saw me diving after the Snitch,and he came forward, threw himself forward, took both hands off his broom,knocked my arm out of the way and --

"YES!"

He pulled out of his dive, his hand in the air, and the stadium exploded. Harry soared above the crowd, an odd ringing in his ears. The tiny golden ball was held tight in his fist, beating its wings hopelessly against his fingers.

Then Wood was speeding toward him, half-blinded by tears; he seized Harry around the neck and sobbed unrestrainedly into his shoulder. Harry felt two large thumps as Fred and George hit them; then Angelina's, Alicia's, and Katie's voices, "We've won the Cup! We've won the Cup!" Tangled together in a many-armed hug, the Gryffindor team sank, yelling hoarsely, back to earth.

Wave upon wave of crimson supporters was pouring over the barriers onto the field. Hands were raining down on their backs. Harry had a confused impression of noise and bodies pressing in on him. Then he, and the rest of the team, were hoisted onto the shoulders of the crowd. Thrust into the light, he saw Hagrid, Plastered with crimson rosettes -- "Yeh beat 'em, Harry, yeh beat 'em! Wait till I tell Buckbeak!"

Yes.I'm glad I let Harry catch the Snitch.I'm glad they finally won.But what I hate with a burning passion?
That absolutely nobody,except for the Slytherins,would shout in happiness that we won.On the other hand,now that the Gryffindors won,everyone is cheering.
So nice...
Now,I have to make sure that I won't get assaulted by a mad Slytherin.

On the other hand,the exams went very well,might I say.DADA's exam was super awesome,like an obstacle run,the Potions one was easy peasy lemon squizy,yada yada,and for Divination well...
The fact that I saw in the crystal ball a black dog that resembled the Grim,eating a rat...and then Trelawney went into a prediction/prophecy state and--

  THE DARK LORD LIES ALONE AND FRIENDLESS, ABANDONED BY HIS FOLLOWERS. HIS SERVANT HAS BEEN CHAINED THESE TWELVE YEARS. TONIGHT, BEFORE MIDNIGHT...THE SERVANT WILL BREAK FREE AND SET OUT TO REJOIN HIS MASTER. THE DARK LORD WILL RISE AGAIN WITH HIS SERVANT'S AID, GREATER AND MORE TERRIBLE THAN EVER HE WAS. TONIGHT...BEFORE MIDNIGHT...THE SERVANT...WILL SET OUT...TO REJOIN...HIS MASTER...  

This,again,could mean Sirius,but he wasn't a supporter of his!At least I doubt it.Maybe Pettigrew was?Maybe...His Animagus...I wonder...if he was...
Time to turn back to Lupin once again.

I run in his office once again (I seem to like running around,huh?) and went near him.

Lupin:Ah,Raven,nice to see you here.
me:Likewise.Look,I have a question,and I just want you to confirm it,not lie.
Lupin:More tales from my years at Hogwarts?
me:Precisely.Were the Marauders Animagi?
Lupin:Yes.
me:What was my father's?Was it a black dog or something?
Lupin:Yes?How did you know?
me:Trelawney keeps saying that the Grim is going to kill me and blah blah blah.
Lupin:I must tell you something.
me:Yes...?
Lupin:I have to admit...you were right about Pettigrew?
me:Oh?
Lupin:At first I didn't believe it...thought you were just reckless,much like your parents...Slytherin ambition to be right...but then...
me:Then what?
Lupin:I spotted Pettigrew's name on the Marauders Map.
me:No way!
Lupin:*nods gravely*The map never lies.I made it myself,with the other 3...James was a stag,Sirius a dog,Pettigrew a rat...
me:Well yeah...My dad was a dog.Known for his loyalty to his loved ones,whereas Pettigrew was a rat.He literally RATted you out.
Lupin:*snorts*I am quite ashamed of myself...that I knew him more than you did,and yet,you still believed in his innocence,while I,and nobody else,did.
me:It's okay,Moony.
Lupin:And I know where he's hiding as well.
me:Oh?
Lupin:The Shrieking Shack.
me:But how does anyone get so close that...that...
Lupin:The Whomping Willow was planted when I first started my years here...
me:I am aware of your condition,Moony.Don't worry.Your secret is safe.
Lupin:I appreciate that.
me:I also have to tell you a secret.
Lupin:What is it?
me:I worked with McGonagall the whole year to perfect my skills and well...You see...My animagus is a black fox...
Lupin:But why...did you want to become one?
me:Ambition.If my dad could,then why couldn't I?And also,curiosity.I wanted to see what my Animagus for would be.
Lupin:*sighs*Why am I not surprised...Your mother's was a Margay,or an Ocelot...
me:Those felines are so sweet...

Lupin chuckled and we chatted a bit more,until I had to go Hagrid and support him.Apparently Hermione,Harry and Ron were here as well.Hagrid,despite being happy that we were there for him,Fudge and the others were approaching and he had to shoo us.And,surprisingly,the damn rat was there too...

We had no choice. As Hermione threw the cloak over us, voices could be heard at the front of the cabin. Hagrid looked at the place where they had just vanished from sight.

Hagrid:Go quick.Don' listen...

And he strode back into his cabin as someone knocked at the front door.

Slowly, in a kind of horrified trance, we set off silently around Hagrid's house. As we reached the other side, the front door closed with a sharp snap.

Hermione:Please, let's hurry,I can't stand it, I can't bear it....

We started up the sloping lawn toward the castle. The sun was sinking fast now; the sky had turned to a clear, purple-tinged gray, but to the west there was a ruby-red glow.Ron stopped dead in his tracks.

Hermione:Oh, please, Ron-
Ron:It's Scabbers -- he won't -- stay put --Scabbers, it's me, you idiot, it's Ron.
Hermione:Oh, Ron, please let's move, they're going to do it!
Ron:Okay -- Scabbers, stay put --

We walked forward; Harry, like Hermione, was trying not to listen to the rumble of voices behind them. Ron stopped again.

Ron:I can't hold him -- Scabbers, shut up, everyone'll hear us --

The rat was squealing wildly, but not loudly enough to cover up the sounds drifting from Hagrid's garden. There was a jumble of indistinct male voices, a silence, and then, without warning, the unmistakable swish and thud of an axe.

Hermione swayed on the spot.

Hermione:They did it!I'd -- don't believe it -- they did it!
me:Those...monsters...How could they?!
Harry:Hagrid...
Hermione:How -- could -- they?...How could they?
Ron:Come on...

We set off back toward the castle, walking slowly to keep themselves hidden under the cloak. The light was fading fast now.

Ron:Scabbers, keep still.What's the matter with you, You stupid rat? Stay still -- OUCH! He bit me!
Hermione:Ron, be quiet!Fudge'll be out here in a minute --
Ron:He won't -- stay -- put --

Scabbers was plainly terrified. He was writhing with all his might, trying to break free of Ron's grip.

me:What's the matter with him?

Crookshanks. Whether he could see them or was following the sound of Scabbers's squeaks, Harry couldn't tell.

Hermione:Crookshanks!No, go away, Crookshanks! Go away!
Ron:Scabbers -- NO!

Too late -- the rat had slipped between Ron's clutching fingers, hit the ground, and scampered away. In one bound, Crookshanks sprang after him, and before we could stop him, Ron had thrown the Invisibility Cloak off himself and pelted away into the darkness.
it was impossible to run full out under the cloak;We pulled it off and it streamed behind them like a banner as they hurtled after Ron.

Ron:Get away from him -- get away -- Scabbers, come here --Gotcha! Get off, you stinking cat --

Harry and Hermione almost fell over Ron; they skidded to a stop right in front of him. He was sprawled on the ground, but Scabbers was back in his pocket; he had both hands held tight over the quivering lump.

Hermione:Ron -- come on back under the cloak -Dumbledore -- the Minister -- they'll be coming back out in a minute --

Suddenly,the sound of soft pounding of gigantic paws could be heard.... Something was bounding toward us, quiet as a shadow -- an enormous, pale-eyed, jet-black dog...could this be...?
Harry reached for his wand, but too late -- the dog had made an enormous leap and the front paws hit him on the chest.
But the force of its leap had carried it too far; it rolled off him. 
Ron was on his feet,as the dog sprang back toward them he pushed Harry aside; the dog's jaws fastened instead around Ron's outstretched arm. Harry lunged forward, he seized a handful of the brute's hair, but it was dragging Ron away as easily as though he were a rag doll --,then,the giant dog  got a hold of his leg and dragged him into a small hole at the very base of the Willow.
I know what I must do.
Being behind them,I transformed into my Animagus form,and luckily,being pitch black,nobody noticed me as I darted after the dog in the passageway,just as Lupin mentioned.The Shrieking Shack,huh...?

The dog then transformed back into its human form-Sirius Black-just as I suspected,looking directly at Ron,who was cowering in a corner,while I lay,still as a fox,with the cat,on a dusty bed.
Harry and Hermione dashed across to him.

Hermione:Ron -- are you okay?
Harry:Where's the dog?
Ron:Not a dog,Harry, it's a trap --
Harry:What --
Ron:He's the dog...he's an Animagus.

Ron was staring over Harry's shoulder. Harry wheeled around. With a snap, the man in the shadows closed the door behind them.
"Expelliarmus!" he croaked, pointing Ron's wand at them.
Harry's and Hermione's wands shot out of their hands, high in the air, and Black caught them. Then he took a step closer. His eyes were fixed on Harry.

Sirius:I thought you'd come and help your friend.Your father would have done the same for me. Brave of you not to run for a teacher. I'm grateful...it will make everything much easier....
Harry suddenly darted forward, but there was a sudden movement on either side of him and two pairs of hands grabbed him and held him back...

Hermione:No, Harry!
Ron:If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us too!
Sirius:Lie down.You will damage that leg even more.
Ron:Did you hear me?You'll have to kill all three of us!
Sirius:There'll be only one murder here tonight.
Harry:Why's that?Didn't care last time, did you? Didn't mind slaughtering all those Muggles to get at Pettigrew...What's the matter, gone soft in Azkaban?
Hermione:Harry!Be quiet!

Harry:HE KILLED MY MUM AND DAD!

He was wriggling lots,trying to break free from Ron's and Hermione's grip,and I jumped from the bed and snarled at him maliciously.

One of Harry's hands fastened over his wasted wrist, forcing the wand tips away; the knuckles of Harry's other hand collided with the side of Black's head and they fell, backward, into the wall --
Hermione was screaming; Ron was yelling; there was a blinding flash as the wands in Black's hand sent a jet of sparks into the air that missed Harry's face by inches; Harry felt the shrunken arm under his fingers twisting madly, but he clung on, his other hand punching every part of Black it could find.
But Black's free hand had found Harry's throat,and I took a bite of Harry's shirt,trying to pry him away.I may not have too much strength though...

Sirius:No.I've waited too long --

The fingers tightened, Harry choked, his glasses askew.
Then he saw Hermione's foot swing out of nowhere. Black let go of Harry with a grunt of pain; Ron had thrown himself on Black's wand hand and Harry heard a faint clatter --
He fought free of the tangle of bodies and saw his own wand rolling across the floor; he threw himself toward it but

"Argh!"

Crookshanks had joined the fray; both sets of front claws had sunk themselves deep into Harry's arm; Harry threw him off, but Crookshanks now darted toward Harry's wand --

"NO YOU DON'T!" roared Harry, and he aimed a kick at Crookshanks that made the cat leap aside, spitting; Harry snatched up his wand and turned --
"Get out of the way!" he shouted at Ron and Hermione.

They didn't need telling twice. Hermione, gasping for breath, her lip bleeding, scrambled aside, snatching up her and Ron's wands. Ron crawled to the four-poster and collapsed onto it, panting, his white face now tinged with green, both hands clutching his broken leg.
Black was sprawled at the bottom of the wall. His thin chest rose and fell rapidly as he watched Harry walking slowly nearer, his wand pointing straight at Black's heart.

Sirius:Going to kill me, Harry?

Harry stopped right above him, his wand still pointing at Black's chest, looking down at him. A livid bruise was rising around Black's left eye and his nose was bleeding.

Harry:You killed my parents.
Sirius:I don't deny it.But if you knew the whole story.
Harry:The whole story?You sold them to Voldemort. That's all I need to know.
Sirius:You've got to listen to me.You'll regret it if you don't...You don't understand....
Harry:I understand a lot better than you think.You never heard her, did you? My mum...trying to stop Voldemort killing me...and you did that...you did it....

I transformed back into my human self and tried to pry Harry away from him.I'm afraid that he would hurt Sirius,blinded by revenge.

me:Harry,stop!This is not the man you want to get revenge on!You've mistaken!
Ron:Raven?
me:Please don't do anything reckless before hearing him out!He's innocent!
Harry:That's nonsense!Raven,he Killed your mother!
me:No,he did not!My father would have never harmed my mother,nor his best friends!Harry,listen to me,please!Reason the situation!
Harry:Your...father?You said it was just a name coincidence!You lied to us!
me:Because I didn't want you to think I took part in a crime,but Harry,listen to me!I have proof that Sirius Black is not the reason why your Lily and James Potter died!

The seconds lengthened. And still Harry stood frozen there, wand poised, Black staring up at him, Crookshanks on his chest. Ron's ragged breathing came from near the bed; Hermione was quite silent.
And then came a new sound --
Muffled footsteps were echoing up through the floor -- someone was moving downstairs.

Hermione:WE'RE UP HERE!WE'RE UP HERE -- SIRIUS BLACK -- QUICK!

The door of the room burst open in a shower of red sparks and Harry wheeled around as Professor Lupin came hurtling into the room, his face bloodless, his wand raised and ready. His eyes flickered over all of us,in terrible conditions.

"Expelliarmus!" Lupin shouted.

Harry's wand flew once more out of his hand; so did the two Hermione was holding. Lupin caught them all deftly, then moved into the room, staring at Black, who still had Crookshanks lying protectively across his chest.
Then Lupin spoke, in a very tense voice.

"Where is he, Sirius?"

Black's face was quite expressionless. For a few seconds, he didn't move at all. Then, very slowly, he raised his empty hand and pointed straight at Ron. Mystified, Harry glanced around at Ron, who looked bewildered.

Lupin:But then......why hasn't he shown himself before now? Unless ---- unless he was the one...unless you switched... without telling me?

Very slowly, his sunken gaze never leaving Lupin's face, Black nodded.

me:*whispers*I told you,Remus.He is innocent.
Harry:Professor,what's going on --?

But he never finished the question, because what he saw made his voice die in his throat. Lupin was lowering his wand, gazing fixed at Black. The Professor walked to Black's side, seized his hand, pulled him to his feet so that Crookshanks fell to the floor, and embraced Black like a brother.
"I DON'T BELIEVE IT!" Hermione screamed.
Lupin let go of Black and turned to her. She had raised herself off the floor and was pointing at Lupin, wild-eyed.

Hermione:You -- you --
Remus:Hermione --
hermione:You and him!
me:Hermione, calm down --
Hemrione:I didn't tell anyone!I've been covering up for you --
Remus:Hermione, listen to me, please.I can explain --
Harry:I trusted you,and all the time you've been his friend!
Remus:You're wrong.I haven't been Sirius's friend, but I am now -- Let me explain....
Hermione:NO!Harry, don't trust him, he's been helping Black get into the castle, he wants you dead too -- he's a werewolf!

There was a ringing silence. The sound of yet another slap could be heard,as I smacked Hermione across the face,just as I have done with Draco previously.

me:Would all of you just shut UP for a second and listen to them?!They have the explanation EVERYONE is looking for,yet nobody bothers to LISTEN!And what does the fact that Remus is a Werewolf have to do with ANYTHING at ALL?He's still an amazing human being who didn't want to get infected with Lycan genes!Tsh...Racists...
Remus:Thank you,Raven.Not at all up to your usual standard, Hermione.Only one out of three, I'm afraid. I have not been helping Sirius get into the castle and I certainly don't want Harry dead.But I won't deny that I am a werewolf.
Ron:Get away from me, werewolf!

me:Shut up!Leave him alone,jerk!

Lupin stopped dead. Then, with an obvious effort, he turned to Hermione.

Remus:How long have you known?
Hermione:Ages.Since I did Professor Snape's essay...
Remus:He'll be delighted.He assigned that essay hoping someone would realize what my symptoms meant... Did you check the lunar chart and realize that I was always ill at the full moon? Or did you realize that the Boggart changed into the moon when it saw me?
Hermione:Both.
me:Well,Joke's on you,genius.I've known since the boggart incident,and yet,I didn't do such a fuss,like y'all are doing right now.You should be ashamed of yourselves.All the year,you've adored him,for being such an amazing person and teacher,and now,you hate him for such a minor flaw that he never wished for?It's like hating you,Hermione,for having that bush of a hair.

She blushed and looked away,as Lupin forced a laugh.

Remus:You're the cleverest witches of your age I've ever met.
Hermione:I'm not.If I'd been a bit cleverer, I'd have told everyone what you are!
Remus:But they already know.At least, the staff do.
Ron:Dumbledore hired you when he knew you were a werewolf.Is he mad?
Remus:Some of the staff thought so.He had to work very hard to convince certain teachers that I'm trustworthy --
Harry:AND HE WAS WRONG!YOU'VE BEEN HELPING HIM ALL THE TIME!
me:You know nothing,Potter!
Harry:And you!Obviously you'd help your own kin!You're an evil Slytherin!Always friends with the Malfoys,and Snape,and all the other pureblood freaks!
me:Oh,boo-hoo!Toujours pur! En stirps nobilis et gens antiquissima Black.Lo! the well-known/noble stock and most-ancient clan Black.Behold the lineage of well-born and time honored family, Black!The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black.Yes,Potter,I am friends with Slytherins,and I am a proud Slytherin as well.Just like my mother was.But at least I have enough common-sense as to NOT be a filthy racist,like you all are!You should be ashamed of yourselves!Calling yourselves Gryffindors...Dumbledore would be ashamed of you.

After that outburst that left everyone stunned and speechless,I felt two frail yet strong arms embracing me,trying to calm me down,and I turned around,hugging my dad for the first time ever.The feeling is better than I thought.

Remus:I have not been helping Sirius.If you'll give me a chance, I'll explain. Look --

He separated Harry's, Ron's and Hermione's wands and threw each back to its owner; Harry caught his, stunned.

Remus:There.You're armed, we're not. Now will you listen?
Harry:If you haven't been helping him,how did you know he was here?
Remus:The map.The Marauder's Map. I was in my office examining it --
Harry:You know how to work it?
Remus:Of course I know how to work it,I helped write it. I'm Moony -- that was my friends' nickname for me at school.
Remus:You wrote --?
me:Yes,Potter.Now shut up.
Remus:The important thing is, I was watching it carefully this evening, because I had an idea that you,might try and sneak out of the castle to visit Hagrid before his Hippogriff was executed. And I was right, wasn't I?You might have been wearing your father's old cloak, Harry--
Remus:How d'you know about the cloak?
Remus:The number of times I saw James disappearing under it...The point is, even if you're wearing an Invisibility Cloak, you still show up on the Marauder's Map. I watched you cross the grounds and enter Hagrid's hut. Twenty minutes later, you left Hagrid, and set off back toward the castle. But you were now accompanied by somebody else."
Harry:What?No, we weren't!
Remus:I couldn't believe my eyes,I thought the map must be malfunctioning. How could he be with you?
Harry:No one was with us!
Remus:And then I saw another dot, moving fast toward you, labeled Sirius Black...I saw him collide with you; I watched as he pulled two of you into the Whomping Willow --
Ron:One of us!
me:No, Ronald.Two of you.

He had stopped his pacing, his eyes moving over Ron.

Remus:Do you think I could have a look at the rat?
Ron:What?What's Scabbers got to do with it?
Remus:Everything.Could I see him, please?

Ron hesitated, then put a hand inside his robes. Scabbers emerged, thrashing desperately; Ron had to seize his long bald tail to stop him escaping. Crookshanks stood up on Black's leg and made a soft hissing noise.
Lupin moved closer to Ron. He seemed to be holding his breath as he gazed intently at Scabbers.

Ron:What?What's my rat got to do with anything?
Sirius:That's not a rat.
Ron:What d'you mean -- of course he's a rat --
Remus:No, he's not.He's a wizard.
Sirius:An Animagus,by the name of Peter Pettigrew.