"We have to go Jason," I called through my tears, "We can't help them now." I saw Jason nod in defeat. "Grab Anthony and lets get out of here." I grabbed Angela and ran, hearing Jason behind me.
"We can't just leave them." Anthony's protests pierced my mind through the screams. "We can't leave mum and dad."
"We have to," I yelled back, "We can save them when we go back." We knew it would work, my aunt had proven it, and now we had no choice but to. "Does everyone remember where to apparate?" I knew that they did but I had to make sure. Three nods came in reply. "Okay one, two, three." Four cracks echoed and we were gone.
"Are we all here?" Three shaky nods were all I got. "Good now we can…"
"We just left them." Anthony was holding his sobbing sister. "I can't believe we just left them to die."
"We didn't have a choice Anthony. Your mum gave the signal." Tears escaped my eyes.
"Bloody HELL," Jason was screaming at the top of his lungs, "We just Bloody left them."
"I know but now we can help them. Alex can save her parents and we can save ours." Angela was shaking. "We won't remember this." I nodded.
"So let's go," a young man said.
"Mum told us not to let you come." Jason's neck was growing dangerously red.
" I still have some memories that could help you a lot," the man said in a singsong teasing voice. I sighed.
"Fine Sirius. Lets go."
Harry woke up screaming. What was that all about? Normally when I have dreams like that Voldemort's involved in some way. But who were those people. He tried to remember what they looked like without success.
"What was that about Harry?" Red hair poked through his curtains.
"I don't remember Ron. All I know is that there was a huge attack somewhere. And Sirius was there, but he was really young, almost our age.
"Harry, Sirius was almost 40 when he died. He can't come back to life AND get younger."
"I know it wasn't him, but that's the only name I recognized. And I was seeing everything through a girls body."
"I don't know mate. Maybe you're just working to hard." Harry sighed angrily. "Sorry mate but Hermione and I are really worried about it. Between school, quidditch, Ginny, and these bloody horocruxes you're beat. You need to drop something."
"How do you think Ginny would feel?"
"Not her." Ron laughed. " But you know what I mean. You've got to take a break."
" Yah I guess. Let's try to go back to sleep. Sorry for waking you up."
"No worries. Good night." Ron left. Harry lay there for a while. He had remembered something. The two boys had had red hair, almost like Ron's. He fell asleep seeing swarms of red.