The cold breeze hits my face as I pull my scarf to cover my mouth. My cheeks were now red and I was shivering. Draco tightens his grip on my hand and leads me out of Honeydukes. I had gotten candy for Harry since he couldn't come, along with some for myself and the others. But now Draco was leading me along with Crabbe and Pike to the shrieking shack. But once I see Ron and Hermione I groan. This isn't going to be good. See normally I keep these two worlds separate be here they are colliding. "You two shopping for your new dream home?" Draco taunts causing them to turn around, "Bit grand for you, isn't it, Weasle-Bee? Don't your family sleep in one room?"

"Shut your mouth, Malfoy," Ron says.

"Ooo Not very friendly," Draco says, "Boys, I think it's time we teach. Weasle-Bee how to respect his superiors."

"Hope you don't mean yourself," Hermione says chuckling harshly.

"Draco lets go," I beg as looks at Hermione and scowls.

"How dare you talk to me! You filthy little mudblood!" He snarls. I watch a snowball smack him right in the face and chuckle. "Who is that?" Draco asks turning to the direction it came from. Soon more were barreling towards him. Just missing me. I laugh as I realize it was Harry slinging them at the boys. "Don't stand there! Do something!" He barks at the boys.

"What?" Crabbe asks. Crabbe was then pants as Pikes beanie was pulled down to cover his face. Draco lets go of my hand and backs up as Crabbe was kicked to the ground. Pike was spun around by his scarf and Draco trips. While I just was laughing at them. Harry starts to drag Draco off.

"Y/n don't stand there help me!" Draco yells.

"What's up, Malfoy? Lost your skis?" Ron teases. He pulls away from Harry's grasp and runs back towards me and grabs my hand. 

"Get out of the way!" Draco yells as he shoves Crabbe. "Move!"

"Malfoy! Wait! Wait!" Crabbe calls out. I turn to the group laughing behind us and wave.

"Bye Guys!" I call to them, "see you back at the castle!"

******

 I spot Harry, Ron, and Hermione and smile. "I'll be back Draco. I'm going to go talk to Ron and Hermione," I tell him. He rolls his eyes.

 "Fine," He groans. I kiss his cheek then walk out of the shop and join the trio.

"Harry I would like to compliment you on that take down it was awesome!" I exclaim, "quite hilarious."

"Why thank you," He says. I smirk. 

"Look who it is. Madam Rosmerta. Ron fancies her," Hermione teases referring to the lady hanging a sign on the pub.

"That's not true!" Ron says defensively.

"Professor McGonagall!" Cornelius Fudge says.

"Cornelius!" McGonagall says.

"Allow me, minister," Hagrid says, "Sorry about that."

"Rosmerta, my dear. I hope business is good," Fudge says.

"It'd be a lot better if the Ministry wasn't sending dementors...into my pub every other night!" She exclaims.

"We have... We have a killer on the loose," He says.

"Sirius Black in Hogsmeade!" Madam Rosmerta says, "And what would bring him here?"

"Harry Potter," Fudge says.

"Harry Potter?" She asks loudly and they shush her. Harry pulls the cloak over him and runs over to the door.

"Harry!" Hermione yells as we follow him to the door. We open it only for one of the talking heads to yell at us.

"No underage wizards allowed in today!" It screams.

"Shut the damn door!" Another yells.

"So rude," Hermione huffs as we peak into the small window. Harry better be able to do this. I step back and look over to see Micheal sneaking off. 

"The hell," I mumble as I watch him walk into one of the shops. We sit down and patiently wait until I see footprints.

"Guys look!" I say pointing to them. We hop up and follow them.

"Sorry. Excuse me, excuse me," Hermione says as we run through crowds.

"Merry Christmas," Ron says as we pass people. Eventually we reach the end of the footprints and hear a sniffling Harry. We approach him slowly and Hermione carefully pulls off his cloak.

"Harry, what happened?" She asks. I sit beside him and place my hand on his shoulder.

"He was their friend......and he betrayed them," Harry sniffles, "He was their friend! I hope he finds me. Because when he does, I'm gonna be ready! When he does, I'm gonna kill him!" 

"Harry," I say sympathetically. He leans into my shoulder and begins to cry again. 

*****

    I slam the door to the abandoned classroom shut behind me causing the Mikey to jump. He looks up and sighs in relief. His green eyes now accompanied with dark bags. "Jesus Y/n you scared me half to death. What are you doing here?"

  "Checking up on you," I say, "and trying to figure out what the hell you are doing?"

"What do you mean?" He asks.

"Why are you helping Sirius Black?" I ask him.

"What are you talking about?!" 

"Cut the bullshit Mikey," I say.

"I'm not-" He starts.

"Micheal Alexander Cultven!" I yell.

"How do you even know?" He asks running his hands through his hair. Looking back down at the desk full of notes and papers.

"I heard you talking to Professor Lupin about it," I say, "now why?"

"Dad wanted to clear his name," He says, "and I want to finish what dad started."

"He's guilty! Sirius is guilty!" I scream at him, "why would dad want to help him?!" 

"He isn't! He didn't do anything!" Mikey screams at me.

"How would you know?" I ask him folding my arms over my chest. 

"Before dad died I heard him talking to someone about it. About how Peter Pettigrew is alive," Mikey says. I gasp. There is no way. He can't-

"Alive how?" I ask him quickly.

"I don't know! But I do know I trust our dad's judgement. And if I can help Sirius clear his name I will!" He yells shoving the notes off his desk.

"And what if it kills you?!" I scream.

"Then I die!" He screams, "I'm doing this. No matter what you or anyone else has to say." I look at the ground and sigh rubbing my temples.

"And you 100% believe this?" I ask him. 

"Yes," He answers.

"Fine," I tell him, "but you better be right."

"Why?" He asks,

"Because I'm in."