Is the big black dog Snuffles/Padfoot/Sirius?
“This is absurd!” Lily raged. “We were allowed a week with him!” “Oh? A week, you say? Because I’ve got the impression that I was given a week to find help, which I have, so I’d appreciate it if you could pack up Harry’s things straight away,” Rita sneered at her. “Or do I have to call the authorities?” “Please, Ri – um… mummy,” Harry winced as soon as it came from his mouth. “Can’t I just stay here a few more days?” “No,” she didn’t even look at him, as she seemed to be staring down Dr. Porter. “Well, what are you waiting for? I haven’t got all day!” “Rita – darling – I don’t see why we need him here today, a few days can’t hurt, and we can finish his room -” James seemed almost afraid of her. “I’ve got Debby working on it, it should be done by the time I get there,” she glanced superiorly at her fiance. James sent a pitiful look at Harry as if to say, ‘I tried.’ -~*~- The drive to Rita’s House was a long one. They had to go through two different busy cities until they came to a tow
