I sit in my dormitory, chewing the end of my wand (REALLY bad habit, I know) and looking at the map. I scan my eyes over the secret passageways, and I see him! In the shrieking shack! Yes! The wand sends sparks into my mouth and I grimace in pain. I collect my bag of Siri's stuff (His wand, leather jacket, some food and a couple other things).
"Char! I'm howling!" I call. That's code for; I'm going to see Sirius.
"Ok, see ya in a bit," Charlotte says. I wave and sprint off through the halls. When I arrive at the tree, I remove my invisibility spell.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" I chant. I move the twig over to the knot and press it. Turning into my wolf, I hurtle to the shack. I see a ragged looking man. His face is waxy and his hair is ridiculously long, his eyes are sunken. I hold back a sob. He freezes in fear when he hears my footsteps. I transform, knowing he doesn't have his wand.
"Siri," I say, in a strangled sort of whisper. He looks up at me and then shakes his head as if he's going mad. "Siri, I'm here. It's me."
"Emmi?" he asks. I smile in response. He embraces me in a hug.
"Eww! You're disgusting," I joke weakly. He laughs.
"Where's Harry?" he asks in confusion. The sob actually erupts this time. "Shhhh...It's okay."
"It-It's not," I cry through my tears, running my hands through my hair in frustration. "Harry hates me because I know you're innocent."
"You do?" Sirius asks in delight, ignoring my first statements.
"I'd hardly be here else," I deadpan. Sirius cracks a smile.
"Touche," he says. I open up my bag and hand him his wand. He grins and takes it. He conjures up some flowers and teddies. He hands them to me. "Emmi, Happy Birthday."
I grin, "You remember? I only told my friends two years ago and then Quirrell abducted me and removed their memories so they forgot that conversation. Harry's not talking to me, so I haven't had my birthday celebrated this year, and last year, Harry forgot."
"Of course I remember Emmi's bi-," he stops, registering something else I said. "You got abducted?"
I nod sadly, "And tortured."
"What!?" Sirius cries. I roll up my sleeve that shows bitemarks and the words. "Are you a vampire now?"
"No silly," I say. "They cured that each time, but they realised that was one of the most painful things they could put me through. If they made me a vampire, I would be unable to feel pain. Other than the cruciatus curse which I also endured."
"Oh, Emmi," Sirius says. I look down at one of the teddies.
"Is that SnuggleBear?" I ask in delight. Sirius smiles sheepishly.
"No," he says slowly. "It's identical but I took SnuggleBear to Azkaban and I couldn't take him with me when I escaped. Sorry."
"It's fine," I say truthfully. "It's the best present I've got since..."
Sirius smiles at me.
"He kept me sane, Emmi," he explains. I smile, with tears forming in my eyes.
"That's brilliant to know," I say sincerely.