It was supposed to be a joyous day in the wizarding world yet no none celebrated, no none partied, no one toasted

Voldemort's Mark

It was supposed to be a joyous day in the wizarding world yet no one celebrated, no one partied, no one toasted. It was silent and some would say mysterious at Diagon Alley for none knew if it was really over just yet. Voldemort's sign had just been drawn on the night sky. Harry Potter lived! Yes he had defeated the dark lord but he had in the past come back.

"Harry? What on earth are you staring at?" asked Hermione as she walked rapidly to the window out which Harry was staring deeply through. His face had slowly begun to turn pale and he began to shake.

"What does it mean, Hermione? I killed him, all of his foolish servants are under lock and key! I KILLED HIM!!" He screamed a fury that cannot be described by way of words. He felt cold and alone. It would never stop he thought. Voldemorts presence will never fade. His beloved followers would seek revenge on him and his friends forever and there is nothing he could do about it. A tear began to roll down his cheek, he had begun to realize that his terrible fate has not left him and never will. He will always be alone.

"Harry! Calm down maybe its Draco or some loser trying to play a foolish prank! We all saw you kill Voldemort, he is gone!" She pleaded.

"He has come back before, Hermione, face it! He will never be gone! His followers will never leave me alone."

"No! No Harry you came back! YOU were the one who was dead! YOU, Harry, were the one I saw come back to life and defeat the dark lord!"

Hermione sat down on bed behind her and turned away from Harry who had begun to cry solemnly. He had realized that Hermione could never understand how he felt. No one could.

Azkaban Prison

"Lucius! Is that you?" questioned a ragged, old man from his cell. Lucius along with several other men and a woman were being paraded throughout the prison in shame and embarrassment. Many of them had escaped Azkaban before, yet they highly doubted it would happen again.

"Lucius, what are we to do? I know we can escape this mess! What about your son? Has he been found? CAN HE HELP?"

"You imbecile! Don't you remember what happened last time we gave MY son a task? For all I know he could be on HARRY POTTER'S side," grunted Malfoy while holding his comrade by the neck.

"If we escape this wretched place the first thing I'll do is kill that POTTER boy!" screamed Beatrix.

"You know that gives me a grand idea, why if we get out, we won't "kill" Harry. NO! We'll kidnap him!" Said Malfoy as if he was superior to the rest of them.

"WHAT! Why would we want to keep him alive! If we ever see him again we should get rid of him! Remember the grave yard!" shrieked the comrade.

"I would usually agree, but Harry is weak! You see when he killed the Dark Lord he used all his strength! He is very vulnerable!" explained Lucius.

Two Months Later

"HARRY! HARRY! WAKE UP!" screamed Ron as he dashed through the doorway.

"Christmas already?" asked Harry in a drowsy state.

"No, you idiot! Read this and quick too!" announced Ron. He handed Harry a newspaper for the current day:

WIZARDS WEEKLY

ATTENTION! ESXCAPE FROM AZKABAN! FIVE PRISONERS GONE!

All prisoners were affiliated with Dark Lord! At 7:48 a.m. all were found missing. Escapees included Lucius Malfoy and Beatrix Black the two most dangerous wizards in the wizarding world! They were scheduled to be hung in ten days time. ANYONE INVOLVED WITH THESE PRISONERS WILL RECEIVE THE DEATH PENALTY!!

"HARRY you must go into hiding before it's to late! PLEASE!" pleaded Hermione as she entered the room. Harry lo0oked at her face for a long time and then stood up slowly.

"If I hide now who will protect you all? Who else can defeat them? ANSWER ME!!" He screamed, "I CAN'T AND I WON'T LEAVE LIKE A COWARD!" Then he left the room slamming the door behind him.

How can they ask that of me? Me? He thought, I can't hide now. Last time I did that it didn't work they will find me either way. I must find them!

"HA! HA! YOU FOOLISH BOY!" laughed the portrait of Madame Black, as Harry left through the front door.

Lucius's hideout one hour earlier

"Now, let's go over it one more time," Lucius pleaded in an aggravated tone. They had gone over the plan billions of times. First someone would stand outside the house and signal if Harry had left, then they would follow him on all sides till he was alone. Next they would show themselves to Potter and surround him. All after that couldn't be planned. If anything went wrong they were to kill Harry reguardless of the situation.