The Night of the
A MWPP fanfiction by
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I am using the
characters without permission, but with lots of love.
“Sirius, stop torturing the poor animal.”
“I’m not torturing it, I’m playing with it.”
“Then why is it biting you?”
“Love bites, nothing more,” Sirius said, wiping a small
amount of blood off his hand. In his other hand a small black creature thrashed
“Where did you find it anyway?” James asked from his grassy
“Professor Kettleburn had several of them in his office.”
“Am I correct in assuming that Professor Kettleburn is
unaware that one of his Nifflers has taken a leave of absence?” Remus asked.
“Filch!” Peter said suddenly, pointing in the direction of
Sirius hastily tucked the animal into his robes and the four
moved quickly behind a large tree. A few tense moments passed as the boys heard
Filch’s footsteps approach. Slowly James withdrew his wand and pointed it at
the lamps illuminating the school’s main doors. He whispered a spell and the
They heard Filch swear and walk back to the castle. Once he
was gone Sirius turned to James, “Brilliant!” he exclaimed, accidentally
releasing his hold on the Niffler. The Niffler seized the opportunity and
escaped from Sirius’s robes, running towards the Forbidden Forest.
The boys pursued and were deep within the dark wood before
they stopped. “Now what?” Peter asked in labored breaths.
“Did anyone see which way it went?” Sirius asked.
“I can hardly see you, let alone a small bit of fur,” Remus
Peter nodded, “Let’s go back.”
“I’m not leaving without it,” Sirius said.
“It won’t hurt us to look for a few more minutes,” James
Remus nodded and after a few moments of indecision, Peter
conceded as well. “All right Padfoot,” James said, igniting his wand. “You have
Twenty minutes later James was ready to call it a night when
he heard something move in the bushes ahead of them, but before he could alert
the others, he was silenced by Peter’s scream.
He ran towards Peter who was flat on his back. Sirius
appeared moments later, and when he saw Peter he broke out in a fit of
“What’s going on?” Remus asked, jogging up to the trio.
Remus’s expression slid into a grin when he saw Peter struggling with what
looked like a very large toupee.
“You found him!” Sirius exclaimed, grabbing the Niffler by
the tail. “Welcome back,” Sirius said and he kissed the creature on the top of
“What’s that?” James asked, pointing to one of its paws.
Sirius examined the paw and pulled away a fine thread that
shimmered in the glow of the wands.
“Is that from your robes?” Remus asked.
“No. My wardrobe does not contain anything iridescent,”
“Or clean,” Peter quipped, pulling himself to his feet.
“You thinking what I’m thinking?” Sirius asked James.
James nodded. It was common knowledge that Nifflers were
attracted to shiny objects and were used by goblins to find, “Treasure,” he
With the Niffler tucked safely inside a makeshift bag, the
four began to follow its previous tracks. Eventually the footprints emptied out
into a small clearing that was devoid of the heavy undergrowth and foliage that
marked the forest. The only exception was a large tree, which stood in the
middle of the field like a great heart with its vein-like limbs reaching back
into the forest.
James’s eyes settled at the base of the trunk, where he saw
a flicker of light. He grabbed Sirius’s arm and pointed. “Excellent,” Sirius
whispered. He started to walk away from the tree line, but Remus held him back.
A creature emerged from across the clearing. The creature
was at least eight feet tall and had two great humps. However, it was the pair
of jagged horns that held their attention.
“A Graphorn? What is it doing this far south?” Remus asked.
“It probably escaped from one of the troll tribes,” James
“Graphorns are very territorial and aggressive,” Remus said.
“We should leave.”
“I want to see what’s under that tree.”
“Remus is right, James. Let it go,” Peter said.
But James was already edging away from the safety of the
trees. Sirius began to follow him but Peter grabbed his arm. The beast had
nestled down by the tree and was asleep. James might be able to sneak by it,
but two people would definitely create enough noise to disturb it.
The beast did not move as James approached nor did it stir
when he reached underneath the tree and pulled out a large piece of fabric. The
cloth sparkled magnificently in the slight moonlight. As he pulled the rest of
the material out from underneath the tree, the hem got caught on a root. James
tried to pull it free and when it finally gave way he lost his balance and fell
The beast’s eyes snapped open. Slowly, James started to walk
away. The Graphorn watched him, but did not move. James stepped on a small
twig, and at the sound of the pop the beast leapt up and charged at James, who
ran back into the forest.
As the creature gained on him James could feel its foul breath
on his neck. He kept running, deftly jumping over fallen limbs and protruding
roots. When he reached the edge of the forest he tripped over a large rock and
fell. James covered his face and waited for the Graphorn to attack, but it
When James looked around him he saw Sirius, Remus, and Peter
running towards him. “Where is it?” James asked.
“You lost it,” Sirius said, panting. “We tried a million
hexes, but nothing worked. I think it just tired of chasing you and went back
to finish its nap.”
“You were damn lucky if you ask me,” Remus said, smiling.
“I have never seen anybody run that fast,” Peter said. “It
was truly amazing.”
“Agreed,” Sirius said and nodded to the cloth James had
under his arm, “What are the spoils?”
James unfurled the cloth and realized for the first time
that it had a silver clasp. “I think it’s a cloak,” he said. James wrapped it
around his shoulders and was amazed to see his body shimmer faintly and
Peter gasped. Sirius swore.
“That’s an invisibility cloak,” Remus said. “But how did
“Ssh…” Sirius interrupted, “do not question such gifts.”
Sirius fingered the cloth gently and smiled,
“Oh what fun we will have.”