Chapter Four Panic. Everywhere. Fennec couldn’t look away as the Boggart-Voldemort moved towards Melody, standing motionless at the front of the class. As students rushed past him, Fennec stayed glued to the spot, scared as he was. //I need to be here for Harmony, I need to be here for Harmony…// he told himself as his eyes slid closed in panic. “Riddikulus!” Fennec opened his eyes again and saw Remus Lupin, the teacher, kneeling down next to Melody. Turning to see Fennec, he shouted “SMITH! Get any teacher you can find!” In a panic, Fennec rushed out of the room, running down the hallways as fast as he could go. //Merlin’s beard, I never want to see that again!// He skidded to a halt near the Transfiguration classroom, and burst through the door. Professor McGonagall paused mid-sentence. “My goodness! Smith, what are you doing here?” Fennec was too puffed to say anything else. “Melody… You-Know-Who… Lupin’s classroom…” He probably shouldn’t have mentioned You-Know-Who, because the whole classroom erupted in screams. “QUIET!” McGonagall roared. “Stay here, all of you!” she hurried out after Fennec, who led her back towards Lupin’s classroom. On the way, they met Professor Flitwick and Professor Dumbledore deep in conversation with Madam Pomfrey. “Albus, come!” McGonagall commanded, and Fennec nearly laughed. As they crashed into the classroom, Fennec realized that everyone’s wands were at the ready. Harmony screamed as they entered, and he winced. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” Said Remus. “She’s okay.” “Students, you are dismissed.” Said McGonagall firmly to Fenn and Harmony. Harmony made as if to go to Melody, but Fenn stopped her. “Come on!” he said. //Maybe this is my chance!// Escorting her out, he led her up the hallways, until they came to the hallway that lead down to the dungeons and the staircase up to Ravenclaw tower. Fenn hesitated, (//am I supposed to say something?//) when suddenly two Slytherin prefects walked up to them. “Harmony!” said the girl, her blue eyes filled with concern. “Come on.” She put her arm around her. Then she glanced at Fennec. “Off to the Ravenclaw dorms, Smith.” “Yes Prefect.” Said Fenn. “Bye Harmony.” He ran off down the corridors, cursing himself for not acting more brave and clear in front of the teachers. //Who knows,// he thought to himself, //Dumbledore might make me a prefect one year for this. Being the one to get help and all. Maybe Harmony will be better friends with me//
