Pawned by Skylar Kay Nash

It was 1977. I had to make some money to get new robes. Second hand robes in seventh year would be awful. It was bad enough I was getting everything else second hand, but I could hardly afford second hand robes anyway.

I had to do something. So I went into Borgin and Burkes to pawn my prized possession. My mother gave me a watch for my seventeenth birthday.

It was everything to me, but it was all I had of Value. So I sold it. I loved it so much, I was sure if ever I saw it again, I'd recognize it.

I only hoped I'd retrieve it one day.

1996. I was not looking forward to my 6th year Defense Against the Dark Arts Class. True, I finally got my ideal job, which meant Dumbledore trusted me, but I thought I finally got rid of Potter. But, he did get outstanding in his DADA Owl examinations last year.

As the class filed in, I noticed Potter had a new watch. Well, relatively new. The face was scratched. Then I realized. It was the watch. The one I sold 19 years ago.

Here it was. And he had it. Potter of all people. I watched him closely throughout the class. He put his wand tip to the glass, absentmindedly. I took a sharp breath. He muttered a charm. Reparo, but nothing happened.

He sighed. I let out a breath of relief. He was only trying to fix it. At least no harm was done. I knew how to fix it, but how to get it?

I wasn't sure he'd believe I'd return it, which I wouldn't, but I needed it back. It was from my mother. For the next several days, I watched him more closely than usual, to the point where Dumbledore called me to his office.

I was under the impression he thought I was obsessed with the boy. It wasn't him, it was my watch. I needed it back.
I was going to get it back.