Oh hey guys
It's only been
a month...
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It has been around a month since Freak had seen the giant dog and after the initial fright of seeing such a large, slobbery, canine mess he decided that he was gonna go see it again.
They don't call him smart for nothing.
He had done some reading though. He grabbed anything he could about cerberi (Cerberuses?) and both him and Bulan and poured over the books for hours, eating up any information they could about the frightening creature. They found lots of interesting things, but something that stood out to Freak was that cerberi loved to sleep, and they loved to sleep with music. Keeping this in mind, he picked up one of the many instruments he had learned to play (a piccolo, as that was the smallest he could sneak into the school) and headed to the 3rd floor of hogwarts in his animagus form, instrument held firmly in his jaws.
Sorry for the super duper short chapter but it's 2:00 am and I should really get to sleep because we have a big test tomorrow.
sorry for the cliffhanger- at this point my mind went "fluff"
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Freak
RandomFor as long as he could remember, he had been Freak. But he didn't really mind... he liked being Freak, Freak was him. He was Freak. Being Freak meant he wasn't expected to be human, so he wasn't. But then he made a friend, and he wasn't really hum...
