The next day at seven, we were waiting outside for the first lightning strike under a shelter.  
Crash! 
"Finally!" Melody cried. "Actually... I'm a bit nervous."  
Our ingredients were replaced by blood-red potion.   
"Guys, here are your instructions." Dylan gave us a sheet. "We ought to go to different places."  
Everyone moved. I stayed in the same place.  
"Right." I whispered to myself. "Blah blah blah blah blah. OK." I pulled out my wand and placed the tip against my heart. Judging my the moans from Leona's direction, it hurt.   
"OK." I said, taking a deep breath. "It's OK. Amato Animo Animato Animagus."  
I felt pain rising up inside me like flames. My heart beat intensely.  
"Ouch! Ah-". 
I knew I had to drink the potion. Reaching out one of my stinging arms, I grabbed the potion and gulped it down. A paw appeared in my mind but I was too badly in pain to note its colour. Then I saw sparks surrounding me and suddenly my view was lower by a bit. I looked down at my grey, furry body. My hands were now huge paws with sharp claws. I put my tongue against one of my teeth to see what type of tooth I had. It was a fang. I was a wolf. I ran over to meet my friends on the Quidditch Pitch.   
"Woah." I tried to say, but it came out as a high-pitched growl.   
There was a bat, a hedgehog and a bloodhound. I pictured my human self as clearly as I could, and transformed back.   
"You're a wolf!" Dylan gasped.  
"You're a bat!" I cried.   
"I'm a hedgehog!" Said Melody.  
"I'm a Bloodhound! I have a plan." Leona said. "If the bat and hedgehog distract the Dementors then I'll guard Hagrid's cage whilst the wolf frees him."   
"Cool plan, but how are we going to get there?" Dylan asked.  
"We Floo!" I said, having an idea. I snatched up four broomsticks and took them to Dumbledore's office.