When we got back to the Common Room, everyone was discussing what had happened to the Fat Lady. To Hermione I whispered, "I kinda like Sir Caddagon better, personally."
Hermione giggled. "I don't. He can be rather annoying."
"I think he's funny." I said, shooting her a look.
"Ooooohhhhh" she squealed. "somebody likes Sir Caddy!"
"Sir Caddy? You think I like him when you're the one coming up with nicknames for him!" I said.
She blushed. "I-fine. I won't say that anymore if you don't tell anyone that nickname."
"Oh, I'm going to use it, I just won't say where it came from." I said, grinning evilly.
She blushed again. "No, please don't! I hate that stupid painting!"
I pretended to look hurt. "Don't hate on Sir Caddagon! He's my bud! Plus, I don't have to remember all the passwords. He likes me and knows me so he jut lets me in." I flashed a smile at Hermione.
"UGH! You're SO lucky! I hate having to remember ALL that!" Hermione said.
I gasped. "You? Hate remembering something? Wow!"
"Shut up." she said, blushing yet again. I looked around at the clusters of people talking.
"What is everyone talking about? Did someone die?" I asked.
Ron looked at me in disbelief. "Didn't you hear? Sirius Black ripped the Fat Lady's portrait up!"
"Sirius Black....Who's he? Anybody have a picture of him?" I said, the last part to the entire Common Room. Someone handed me a newspaper, and I read the headline and looked at the picture. I immediately threw it on the floor and feeling rather sick, ran to Dumbledore's office for the second time that day.
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