Topic 209 - What are you afraid of?
Er, well. Lots of things actually. That's not too hard of a question. If a boggart happened to jump right in front of me now, I could mostly guarantee that a big, hairy, nasty spider would appear. Goes back to the days when Harry and I nearly got eaten by a load of Aragog's flesh-eating babies. Always had a fear of them before that anyway and that night just sealed the deal for me. We escaped that one, though, and it was a close one. Hagrid and his favorite creatures. I'll never understand him sometimes. Especially when he asks us to attend a burial of something that tried to eat me.
There are other things I'm afraid of besides spiders, though they're the worst of the lot. Things that I'd rather not talk about here since it involves thinking about the war and the things that happened during those days. I'd rather not talk about those, thanks.
I'm not a big fan of Howlers. Haven't gotten one in years, but every time I got one I was terrified to open it. Mum can send some nasty howlers, that's for sure. Oh, and the Whomping Willow. Getting knocked around and dragged underneath doesn't help strengthen a relationship between wizard and tree.
The one thing, though, that I'm, well, maybe not so much afraid of but more like nervous around. The mention of the name, stories, anything. And, no, it's not .. Voldemort. Even though there are loads of fears that I have with him, but that goes along with the war ones. The thing about this particular thing is that no one else would think to be afraid of it. Then again, they weren't latched onto by the ankle with sharp teeth and pulled away under a bloody tree and dragged through a secret passage way to be left for bait. Or so I thought. Generally gentle as a dog. Merlin's pants I don't think so.
Sorry, Sirius. I'll always prefer you in your human form instead of Padfoot. Sorry, mate.
There are other things I'm afraid of besides spiders, though they're the worst of the lot. Things that I'd rather not talk about here since it involves thinking about the war and the things that happened during those days. I'd rather not talk about those, thanks.
I'm not a big fan of Howlers. Haven't gotten one in years, but every time I got one I was terrified to open it. Mum can send some nasty howlers, that's for sure. Oh, and the Whomping Willow. Getting knocked around and dragged underneath doesn't help strengthen a relationship between wizard and tree.
The one thing, though, that I'm, well, maybe not so much afraid of but more like nervous around. The mention of the name, stories, anything. And, no, it's not .. Voldemort. Even though there are loads of fears that I have with him, but that goes along with the war ones. The thing about this particular thing is that no one else would think to be afraid of it. Then again, they weren't latched onto by the ankle with sharp teeth and pulled away under a bloody tree and dragged through a secret passage way to be left for bait. Or so I thought. Generally gentle as a dog. Merlin's pants I don't think so.
Sorry, Sirius. I'll always prefer you in your human form instead of Padfoot. Sorry, mate.