🥀ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤: ℍ.ℙ🥀

𝕊𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕔𝕜: 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖

Ron stares at his hand. Blood runs down his finger from where Scabbers has bit him.

"He bit me!", Ron exclaims suddenly causing everyone to jump apart.

Scabbers goes streaming away, with Ron following closely behind.

"Ron! No!", Hermione exclaims after him, before the three of them chase after him.

Ron reaches the summit and disappears over the top. Hermione, Emily and Harry follow.

They also reach the top of the ridge.

"Guys. You do realize what tree this is...", Hermione trails off staring at the tree in horror.

Ron nabs Scabbers, cradling him in his bloody palm.

Ron is kneeling under the Whomping Willow.

"Now behave yourself.", He scolds the rat.

"That's not good.", Harry mutters.

"Ron, Run!!", He and Emily both yell at the red head.

Ron spins so he can look at them, when his eyes suddenly go wide.

"Harry, Emily, Run!!", He points behind them.

Harry spins around. Bounding toward them in the gathering gloom is an enormous, pale-eyed, jet-black dog. Harry shields Emily and himself when... the dog leaps clear over them.

"Aaaahhh!", Ron cries out in terror.

The dog's teeth flash and snap closed around Ron's foot, dragging him towards the trunk like a rag doll. Instantly, Harry dashes forward, leaps out, and grabs Ron's hands... but he and Ron just keep skudding along the ground.

"I've got you --", Emily pitches herself onto Harry's feet... and the three of them go scuffling along. Hermione tires to grab Emily's feet, but now their all sliding on the ground and it's useless.

"Harry!", Harry raises his chin as Ron cries out.

The dog vanishes into the gap at the base of the tree, and begins to pull Ron through.

"Hold on, Ron!"

But it's no use. The dog is too powerful. Harry glances around desperately, then finds himself looking directly in Ron's eyes. He can read his mind.

"No, Ron...", He shakes his head.
One by one, Ron releases his fingers from Harry's forearm. Sacrificing himself.

"Nooooo!!!", The remaining three exclaim at their their friend.

But Ron closes his eyes, releases his hands fully, and allows himself to be dragged into the hole by the dog.

He disappears from view as his friends shout after him.

They try to peer down into the hole, when suddenly the Whomping Willow sweeps Hermione off her feet and across the grass. Next Emily is thrown, landing scarily close to some sharp rocks.

Harry is also thrown into the air but he is dropped back down shortly after.

Emily and Hermione somehow manage to get themselves on either side of Harry. They all look up at the wildly thrashing branches of the tree.

As one, they rise, and run back toward the gap in the tree. But, a branch swoops down.

Hermione ducks. Emily and Harry do not.

They are flung again, this time Harry's glasses are thrown off from the force of the impact. And Emily lets out a cry of pain.

"Aghh!", She clutches her cheek due to the immense pain throbbing there.