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We were running, of course we had been running. When was there a time since that wild goose chase of a contest started that we weren't running from something? First our family members, and now the Vespers. Even with the contest over we were still running.

Jonah had talked us into coming back to England for the opening of his new movie. It would have taken a lot of persuading in the first place, as I did not want to do anything that brought me anywhere close to the Kabras, especially Ian, but he insisted that we come and we really didn't have a reason to turn him down. Dan would have made fun of the fact that I didn't want to be in the same room, no country, with Ian. He would have said "What don't want to talk to your boyfriend" and I would have smacked …

Oh, I wish I knew where he was…

Never mind, so we had been running and we ran into this group of people. They had, literary, appeared out of thin air. Well, everyone knows what happens when people run into each other, everyone goes flying.

So, having been disorientated, Jonah's fans still cheering, I'd like to say screaming, at the top of their lungs, thrown on the sidewalk and being chased by madmen, I grabbed what I thought to be Dan's wrist. Then I called a cab and pushed him into it…

"Who are you?" A flash of red hair caught my eye, but just turned to check and see if anyone was following us.

"What do you mean, Dan? I think we lost them."

"Dan, who's Dan? Who are you?" I notice that the speaker has an English accent, not at all like Dan, so I turn around very slowly, expecting some sort of trap. How could it be a trap, Dan was with me the whole time.

"Who are you?" I take in his appearance. He was wearing a suit, as if he had been at a fancy party, actually it was more a set of robes. He has flaming red hair and a freckly face. Was rather gangly, had big hands and feet and looked as if he had just barley gotten out of a riot. He looked bewildered as if he didn't what was going on.

Thinking back on it, I hadn't had a clue what was going on either.

"I'm Ron. Who are you?" Still rather confused I answer simply.

"I-I'm Amy. Where's my b-brother?"

"Where's my friends? Where's Harry and Hermione? What'd you do with them?"

"I-I don't know w-who you are talking a-about!" That stupid stutter, I thought I had grown out of that.

"Hey, kids. Where do you want me to take you?" The driver asks, interrupting our conversation.

"Back to where you picked us up." I say at once. "I need to find my brother. And I'm not a child!"

"Your still going to have to pay." He says. After that the boy, Ron, sulked in the seat next to me.

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It was going to be a horrible day just having to go to the premiere of Jonah's new movie, but then being chased and thrown into some random people, getting separated from my sister.

I was currently sulking outside some coffee shop and two guys just pushed roughly pushed me aside.

"Come on!" she hadn't needed to tell me twice. The Vespers were mad, and intent on getting a secret form the Cahills and were willing to do anything to get it. So it was then that we barreled into a strange group that had appeared out of midair.

Someone grabbed my wrist saying "Come on!" and I followed the voice. I sensed that someone was following so I sped up, but unable to lose them. Then the person jerked my hand pulling me into the shop we were now in. The person who was following them also came into the shop.

"What are we doing here? This could be a dead-end. We should get back to Nellie." I went to go out the door, but Amy didn't follow. "Amy, come on."

"Who are you, where is Ron?" she had an English accent, when did Amy get an English accent? I continued to look out the window.

"Are you trying to imitate Ian?"

"Who's Ian?" I turn around this time because it was a male's voice.

"Who are you people?" In front of me stood two people, one girl with bushy brown hair and a boy with bright green eyes and messy black hair that looked as if some one had tried to comb it. The girl was wearing a dress and the boy a set or robes, weird country. "Where's Amy?"

"Where's Ron?" the guy asks again.

"I don't know who Ron is, but where is my sister? Who are you?"

"Oh, no! Harry we left Ron out there, what if Death Eaters followed us?"

"I don't think anybody followed us." He peered out the window. "We should go out and look for him, I don't want to imagine what could happen if Voldemort found him."

"You're not going anywhere until we find my sister. And what's all this about Death Eaters and Voldemort? Are you like fugitives?"

"Ah… no. If you're with us, then Ron's probably with your sister, Amy."

"Fine, but what if the Vespers are out there. I don't know what will happen if they get Amy. They already have our cousins."

"Well, sorry about that, but we have our hands filled too. Come on, Hermione, we need to find Ron."

"No way. You're not going anywhere without me." I grabbed his arm, but my hand slipped on the slippery fabric of the cloak. "Why are you wearing that anyway?"

"Harry, wait, we have to change. We'll attract too much attention if we go out like this."

"Well we don't have a change clothes, do we, Hermione?"

"Actually, we do." she holds out a little beaded purse, "Um… Dan, why don't you wait outside and look for your sister?"

"What are you going to do magic?" I shook my hands making that 'Oh, that's so scary' sound. They looked at each other, like they were worried. "Fine, I'll go wait outside, but if the Vespers come I'm coming right back in." I go over to the door. "Oh, and don't leave out the back." I open the door and two big, burly guys walk in, "Sure, I so opened the door for you." I mumble under my breath as I walk out.

-XXX-

"Here." I reach shoulder deep into the little pink purse, pulling out a set of clothes ignoring his confused look. "I'll explain later. Hurry up, so I can change." After he disappears behind into the bathroom I go over to the window to watch that boy Dan. He reminded me so much of Harry, young but seems like an old man. I wonder what happened to make him that way.

The little café was almost empty, other than two men and a small family, most everyone else was down the road at what I think was a parade. The parents had a small son, which was probably why they were in here and not out in that mob of people, and I couldn't help wondering Is that how Harry's life would have been?

"Hermione?" I jump, I hadn't notice Harry come over. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. I'll change and then we need to find Ron." The family paid and got up to leave, the men had their heads close together, talking quietly and I couldn't hear what they were saying until I walked by on my way to the bathroom,

"Yeah, he wants him alive, so that would be a better bet."

"Quite, you fool." The one man whacked the other behind the ear, Have I seen them before? I rush to change.

The men were gone though went I came out. "Harry!"

"What, Hermione?" He looked worried.

"I think those men were Death Eaters and they're going after Ron now."

"What makes you think that? Are you sure?"

"Well when I walked by one of them said 'Yeah, he wants him alive, so that would be a better bet.' and then the other guy said 'Quiet, you fool.'. Oh, Harry I think they were there the night Dumbledore died, but I'm not sure. We have to find Ron though!"

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"Gah, I'm such an idiot." I kick a booth, not noticing the pain that shot up my foot. "We don't even know which way they went! And it's a mob out there, you can barley hear anything."

"I know, how could we possibly- wait. Dan! That kid, he's standing right outside! He can tell us where they went!"

"He probably wasn't paying attention."

"It's the only thing we've got. Come on." She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the shop. Dan was leaning against the wall staring out into the crowd. "Dan."

"What? Are you coming to tell me to get lost?"

"No, we need to know if you saw two men leave and which direction they went in."

"Course I know where they went, they practically ran me over when they came out. They went that way." he points to where all the noise was coming from.

"Are you sure?"

"Photographic memory comes in handy when your in trouble. Are you coming or not?" He starts to walk away.

"Come on, Harry."

"I can't believe this." I mutter under my breath, then run a bit to catch up. I search for Ron's hair, it should be easy to spot.

-XXX-

"Do you have any money?" I ask that girl, Amy, who had dragged me into that cab thinking I was her brother.

"Why?" she looks at me like I was going to rob her.

"I was thinking, you say there are people after you and there might be people after me, that it would… benefit us both if we were less… obvious."

"Meaning?" she kept looking around, I didn't think she was actually listening.

"Oi! Are you listening?"

"Yeah, s-sure." Her stutter came back, I began to figure out she was only stuttering when she focused on who she was talking to.

I gave a sigh, "It means that I should change out of these dress robes. So do you have money?"

"Sure, just get a cheap pair of jeans and t-shirt. And get a hat." she starts looking around again, standing on her toes to look over the crowd.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you hair isn't exactly inconspicuous."

"There's nothing wrong with my hair." I felt my face go hot.

"T-t-there's n-nothing wrong with your hair, but it is bright orange." she sank back on her heels, looking defeated.

"I just got a little defensive. It's ok." I suddenly want to make her feel better, she looked so worn out and sad. "And we'll find your brother."

"You think so?"

"Positive, come on lets go in here." I directed her towards the nearest clothing store.

They didn't notice the two siblings running in one direction and two big men walking in the other, all looking for someone. They also didn't see Dan, Hermione and Harry run right outside that store who were following the men. Hermione and Harry looking for a blaze of red hair, Dan looking for his sister.