A/N: Welcome to series two of the Renee Chronicles! Chapters 1-4 are here. Watch out for typos and such, but enjoy anyway!
DISCLAIMER: I only own Renee!
Chapter One: Storm of Evil
Renee Springs has a rare talent that few witches and wizards possess. This talent was the reason why she was an American living in Britian, wearing a jacket in July. She had been ridiculed and picked on back home in Florida, and she took the opportunity to move to Britain to learn magic at the famous school known as Hogwarts. It was at Hogwarts, that previous school year, that she discovered that her talent was special and rare. She also discovered, at Hogwarts, that she had an Etam Luos, a soul mate.
It was for her Etam Luos that she was in her backyard, using her talent for his birthday.
"Keto, keep still!" Renee shouted, exasperated at the owl sitting on a low branch in front of her.
Renee's talent, which even still she was shy to admit, was art.
The snowy owl hooted sleepily, shifting to a new position.
"If you keep moving, I won't finish this until Harry's 18!" She sighed.
Renee's Etam Luos was no ordinary soul mate, he just so happened to be the world-famous Harry Potter. No one would have guessed, but the feelings that Renee had around him all through the last school year were telling her that she was meant to be with him. She did'nt know if Harry felt the same way, but it seemed they loved each other secretly from the start. When it was time to go home for the summer, parting with Harry was very hard, and it was then that she said she loved him. Afraid of his answer, Renee ran off before he could say a word. However, shortly afterwards, his owl brought her a note.
I love you too.
She read that letter everyday.
They had written many letters to each other since, and each one she kept protected next to her other most cherished treasures.
"Keto, we better go inside. It looks like rain." Renee gathered her art supplies and headed toward her house. She lived with her older brother, Timothy Springs, and they had moved into this small house not too long ago. When their parents came to visit them in Timothy's flat in London, they were not pleased. Insisting that it was not close enough to other magical people, they were soon moved to this small house in a town called Lyonberg. It was not too far from London, and not too out of the way from Timothy's job in the Ministry. After settling in, her parents left once more.
"Looks bad." Renee muttered to herself as she brought things inside. It was growing real dark and the wind was picking up. Walking around to all the windows and doors, she made sure that each one was locked.
Her brother was helping his boss, Mr. Weasly, with a secret mission in the Ministry. It involved Voldemort, she knew it. When Voldemort came back to power over a year ago, Mr. Weasly was promoted to help stop him. Timothy was his best assistant, and was promoted as well. This kept him away from home often, and he did not arrive until late into the nights. So Renee took care of housework and made her own meals.
By the time Renee had checked everything, the rain began to pour. Ligtning flashed and the thunder shook the house. Keto, her owl, nestled on his perch inside Renee's room.
"I hope it passes soon, I don't want Hedwig to be caught in this if Harry wrote me." She sat down on her bed and stared at her nightstand. Her cherished treasures gently displayed. An engraved box of colored pencils, a stack of letters, and a single rose; all from Harry. The rose was her most cherished of all, for it was a legendary rose. A December Rose. If a person gives one of these roses to someone they loved, and that person loved them back, the rose would last forever. They are rare, and only occur in December.
BOOM BOOM!
The thunder was more frequent and the rain pounded the roof. Renee's scented candles that lit her room flickered and Keto grew restless.
"It's alright Keto, we got these in Florida all the time, remember? Central Florida is the lightning capital of the world you know." She stroked Keto's soft feathers, but he was still unnerved.
BOOM CRASH BOOM!
Renee jumped that time. Something in the front of the house crashed into something. As she tried to sooth her owl still, fear crept into her heart. Unaware, Renee began to shake. The room grew cold and damp, and some of her candles blew themselves out. A darkness seemed to overcome her, an evil darkness.
"No..." She whispered.
CRASH!
"Oh no... no, please not him!" Renee was overwelmed with fear, sensing a great deal of negitive emotion emanating through the house.
Voldemort had come for her.
Panicking, Renee ran to her bedroom door and locked it.
Oh yeah, that'll stop him. Renee thought to herself.
Then her mind was filled with hatred, followed by an evil laughter that rang through her temples like a migraine.
Before she knew what she was doing, Renee flung her window open.
"Keto, quick... go get help! Go find Harry and get help!" She screamed, frightened. Rain and the deafening howl of wind blew into the window, but her owl flew out anyway.
CRASH! CRACK-BOOM!
All the remaining lit candles in her room went out, Renee was plunged into darkness. She sank to the ground, whimpering, as the evil in her mind increased. As a last resort, she searched the darkness around her for her wand, finnally grabbing it and pulling her body closer to her. All the courage she thought she had was sucked from her soul, leaving her feeling frail and helpless.
"I have you now, Renee Springs." Cracked a voice of pure evil.
BOOM! CRASH!
Renee's door was smashed open, and framed in the doorway was a tall figure.
Nooo! Harry, Harry help! Renee screamed in her mind.
The only light in the room came every few seconds, when the lightning shot a flash of light through her window.
Voldemort was walking towards her, wand outstreched.
"This time, my plan will not fail!" He bellowed, triumphantly.
Renee gathered what little courage she could find.
"You will be stopped, you monster! Good will always prevail! You are the epitome of pure evil!" Her voice quivered with each syllable.
Voldemort's crackle of laughter rang through her ears like nails scratching a chalkboard.
Oh, Harry... Harry I need you! She wailed in her mind. But she knew she was done for, and she never got to say goodbye.
Voldemort's wand slowly lowered to point directly between her eyes. She moaned and cowered into a fetal postition.
"Stupify!"
****
Harry, Harry help! Harry I need you!
Harry Potter woke with a start. The voice screaming in his mind, pleading for help... needing him.
"Renee?" He whispered out loud, panic seeping into him.
He got up from the couch he was napping on. Harry had fallen asleep to the sound of the gentle rain splashing on his window sill. His room was full of things, much more things than his old room had. It was a comfortable room, posters of Quidditch teams decorated the walls, a large desk covered in letters filled a corner, the closet filled with clothes that actually fit him, and filled with the gentle light of candles. Harry was living in his dream come true. He lived with his Godfather, Sirius Black, and they resided in a small two-bedroom house near Godrics Hollow. Sirius had been pardoned by the Ministry over a month before, and Professor Dumbledore had helped them get settled. Harry was never happier, away from his evil aunt and uncle, and living with the man that was his father's closest friend. Sirius was as close to a father as he ever had, and he loved him greatly.
Sirius Black, however to his displeasure, had to leave often to do missions for Dumbledore concerning Voldemort. Harry was checked on often by neighboring wizards, but kept to the house alone. He had been reading his latest letter from Renee, his Etam Luos, when he had fallen asleep.
It was her screams that woke him. Pleading for his help.
"Something is really wrong," He paced his room. "Oh, why did Sirius have to leave now? Renee's in trouble!"
WHACK!
Harry jumped and twirled back to his window. Through the gloom of the passing rain, the outline of an owl was struggling to maintain air.
Hedwig, who was sleeping on a perch, woke with a hoot.
Harry flung the window open, and the owl collapsed into his arms.
"Keto!"
Hedwig began to hoot loudly, worried. Harry gently laid Keto on his bed and fed him some water.
"It's Renee, is'nt it? She's in trouble, right?"
Keto let out a weak hoot.
Harry was unsure of what to do. Hedwig flew onto the bed and started preening Keto's feathers affectionately.
"He'll be Ok, Hedwig." He said to her.
But I'm not so sure about Renee. He thought.
Without a momment's hesitation, Harry grabed for a coat.
"I'm going to her,"
Harry dashed out of his room, past the cozy furnishings that filled his new home. He was nearly at the door, when Sirius apparated nearly on top of him.
"Harry!"
"Sirius! Oh Sirius, something terrible has happened! Renee is in trouble, I know it!"
Sirius's face grew dark.
"Harry, Renee's gone. Voldemort has her."
Chapter Two: Helplessness
Harry's worst fear was true.
"How... how.. Sirius? I thought... I thought Dumbledore had a charm on her to protect her! How did he find her? We got to go rescue Renee!" Harry went into hysterics. Sirius tried to keep him calm, grabbing his shoulders and looking him straight in the eyes.
"Voldemort is more powerful now than ever before," He sighed. "I don't know details about what happened... I came to get you. There's a meeting being arranged right now at Hogwarts, we have to go there."
"There's no time! He's hurting her, I can feel it! We got to go and find her NOW!" Harry's eyes began to tear at the thought of Renee being murdered.
"Harry, I understand how you feel, but there is nothing we can do right now but get together with the people who can help!" Sirius was trying to keep calm.
Harry tried to gather himself, but anger and fear was flooding his body. Finnally, after encouraging glances from Sirius, he allowed him to take him by the shoulder and walk to the fireplace. Sirius tossed some Floo Powder into the flames, then led Harry into the hearth.
"Hogwarts!" Harry yelled.
The fire around him swirled and he found himself falling into a void of light. Fireplaces flashed before his eyes and he closed them so as not to get sick. Finnally, he landed on solid ground.
"Ah, there you are Harry." Said a tired, yet gentle voice.
Professor Dumbledore placed his hand on Harry's shoulder.
Sirius landed right next to them, dusting the ambers off his robes.
"We're all waiting, come with me." Dumbledore led Harry and Sirius into the faculty room, where a large group of people sat around a table. Almost all of them Harry did'nt know.
"This is all of us," Dumbledore said. "Harry, may I introduce Arabella Figg..."
Harry stared at an old woman, who was smiling amusedly at him, nodding.
"Mrs. Figg? But I... I thought..." Harry gasped. She was the same Mrs. Figg who Harry was dropped off to whenever the Dursleys went out. He hated going to her house, for she always made him look at her cat photos and she smelled like cabbage.
"Hello, Harry. My you've grown since I've seen you last!" She smiled again.
"I'll explain later," Dumbledore whispered in his ear. "And this is Mundungus Fletcher..."
A tall, gruff looking man nodded curtly at Harry. He looked him over, seemingly amused.
"You look just like your father, I'm sure he'd be proud."
Harry smiled, used to the routine of people telling him how much he looked like his dad. Dumbledore turned to another man, he was real thin and short.
"Last but not least is Tuar Cott."
"Hello Harry, an honor to meet you at last. James was a good friend of mine."
Harry nodded politely.
Dumbledore at last sat down, pointing to the other people sitting at the table.
"Of course you know Remus Lupin, and the others."
Harry smiled at Lupin, who did the same. Professor McGonagall nodded and Professor Snape sneered. There were two other men sitting at the far end of the table, although he could'nt make out who.
"Hello, Harry." It was Mr. Weasley. The man next to him looked very distraught, but nodded in greeting. He was Timothy Springs, Renee's older brother.
Sirius took Harry's arm and they sat down in chairs next to Lupin.
"We all know why we're here," Dumbledore started, his voice full sorrowful. "Five hours ago, Voldemort somehow managed to locate Renee Springs. Unfortunately, she was alone and-"
"It's all my fault!" Yelled Timothy from the end of the table. He threw his face into his hands and began to weep. Mr. Weasley put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.
"It is not, young man." He said.
"Arthur's right, Timothy. You would have been killed had you of been there. He knew which charm I had placed on your house somehow, and he got in. Fortunately, she was not killed. The Avada Kadavra curse was not evident in the house. She has either been stunned or simply taken." Dumbledore explained.
"This is obviously a trap," Muttered Fletcher. Sirius and Lupin nodded in agreement.
"He's after Harry, so he captures his Etam Luos to lure him. Most likely when he has him, she will be killed because of who she is. Voldemort's afraid, scared silly of them. For he knows that when Harry and Renee come of age, they will be able to destroy him." Cott said, darkly.
Timothy moaned, Mr. Weasley patting his back in comfort.
"What are we to do?" Timothy cried.
"No doubt there will be spells and charms surrounding where he's keeping her, it will take an army of aurors to break through no doubt." Mrs. Figg said.
"Are there any more aurors to spare, Sirius?" Dumbledore asked.
"No, we are all nearly gone. Who you see sitting with us are the only ones left." He answered, sadly.
Harry sulked in his seat, this meeting was not going to help.
"This matter won't stop with Renee, Voldemort's power will continue to grow and spread all over the world. Perhaps, we should alert our allies for help." Lupin said.
Dumbledore considered, nodding.
"It is most obvious that the five of you will not be able to find Voldemort alone." He turned to Timothy. "Timothy, I believe that you should contact your brother James. We will need all the help we can get."
Timothy straightened up in his chair and nodded.
"Fletcher, contact the Australian Magical Alliance," Dumbledore said.
"Right," Fletcher got up from his chair and left.
"Arabella, notify the Irish aurors."
She nodded and left the room as well.
"Cott, you and Lupin go see if you can find anything that will help us find Renee."
"Let's go," Cott nodding to Lupin, got up and gave Harry a small smile. Lupin squeezed Harry's shoulder as he left.
"Don't worry Harry, we're doing all we can so far."
"Please, please find her Remus." He whispered.
"We'll try, Harry. We'll try." He left with Cott. The only ones left were Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape. Mr. Weasley and Timothy left unseen. Sirius was pacing the wall.
"Severus?" Dumbledore turned to him.
"Yes, Headmaster. I will try what I can, but I have been demoted. I'm outcasted from plans."
"Try, Severus, try."
Snape nodded grimly and briskly left the room.
"Now, for Harry." Dumbledore looked to him. "Sirius, you stay with him. Make sure he's safe."
"Of course."
Professor McGonagall, who had been quiet the whole time, stood up.
"They need to stay here, Headmaster. It's safer."
Dumbledore nodded.
"You're right, both of them can stay here. Yes, that's a better idea."
"Professor?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Harry?"
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Send Renee your love, that alone can save her."
****
Renee hurt all over her body.
"Unhh.." She moaned.
She was lying on a damp, rocky floor. Shivering and wet, Renee opened her eyes. It was pitch black. Frightened beyond belief, Renee searched her clothes for her wand, but it was not there.
Fighting the pain that ached her bones, Renee stood up. She streached out her arms and hands to search for a wall or something. Taking small steps, she waved her arms left to right. Finnally, she met something solid. It was a smooth sort-of wall, and she followed it for a full 360 degrees. Whatever was holding her in complete darkness, it was circular.
Suddenly, the same evil darkness flooded her mind as it had before. She heard footsteps walking around her.
"You wake at last." The voice was full of malice.
Renee quivered at the sound. She was being held captive by Voldemort.
"I hope you find your accommodations to your liking," He laughed coldy. "You may be here a while." Voldemort paced around her like a tiger stalking a kill.
Renee tried to grab at the courage that Voldemort was milking from her.
"Harry will find me," She whispered.
"That's what I'm hoping for," He whispered triumphantly.
"He will have help with him! Dumbledore will stop you!" She roared suddenly.
"Ah, I'm afraid no one but our dear Potter can pass the spells I have casted upon you. Not even the all-mighty and good Dumbledore can get through. So, my little American, we shall wait for your Etam Luos to come to your rescue. Then my plan will finnally prevail and I shall continue my rise to power!"
"Why? Why do you want to kill us so!" Renee burst into helpless tears.
Voldemort just laughed his evil laugh.
"Why keep us waiting? I'm sure your mate can feel you... let's give him another clue as to where you are!"
Suddenly, Renee's body was hit with overwelming pain. She doubled over and fell to the ground, moaning loudly.
Help! Oh, Harry... it hurts, Harry! She cried out in her mind.
Then, just as sudden, the pain subsided. Renee went limp as she past out.
"Come, Harry Potter. Come save your precious Etam Luos, and face your fate!"
Chapter Three: An Empty Birthday
Harry and Sirius stayed in Gryffindor tower. They ate with the professors who had stayed behind durring the summer and continued to have meetings with Dumbledore about the progress in finding Renee. Harry always told Dumbledore the same thing,
"I feel her pain, he's torturing her! She screams out my name, and I cannot do anything."
All Dumbledore could do was to comfort him, that the aurors were doing all they can. It did not make Harry feel better, it was himself that he wanted out looking for her.
Sirius tried to cheer Harry up. He took him to all the secret passageways and told stories about what he, Harry's father, and Lupin used to do to cause mischief. This would distract Harry for a while, but the echos of Renee's screams and the ache of pain continued to plague his mind. There was nothing Sirius could do, but try to make him laugh.
"Hey, Harry!" Sirius whispered excitedly to him as they went down for dinner later that week.
"What is it?" Harry whispered back.
Sirius pulled Harry into a dark corner and hushed him. Snape was walking slowly down the hall, lost in thought. Pulling out his wand carefully, Sirius directed Harry's attention to his shoes.
"Watch and learn," He whispered in his ear.
"Twisabus!" Sirius muttered under his breath, quietly.
The laces of Snape's shoes began to tie together as if two invisible hands were tying them. Snape began to stumble.
"Cool!" Harry laughed quietly. Sirius was stifling laughs.
"Did it all the time, I still got it in me."
"BLACK! POTTER! I KNOW YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE! COME OUT NOW!" Snape bellowed, his voice echoing down the hall.
Laughing silently together, Sirius and Harry bolted up the stairs.
Sirius's attempt of cheering Harry up did so for a while, until things settled down in the castle for the night. It was at night that Harry thought of Renee the most. When he was'nt lying awake in his bed, he was sleeping the horrors that she was experiencing. He felt her pain and her helplessness, he felt her anger and her fear. And he heard the tauntings of Voldemort as he circled her. All he could do was to force it all out of his mind and try to think of the happy times he had with Renee. He hoped that she could remember them too, through him, and it would comfort her. Harry tried to send his love most of all.
When Harry felt, through all the sadness, a small message bubbling in his mind... his hope grew. For she had heard him, and she was sending her love back.
When Harry's birthday came, the one present he wanted most was not there. What he wanted most of all was Renee, safe and happy at his side. But he did not have her, not even news of finding her.
Harry got letters from Ron and Hermione. Both of them really concerned for him and horrified for Renee. They wished they could see him on his birthday, but their parents opposed to it. The world was becoming too dangerous. Yet, their gifts did put a smile on Harry's face. Ron gave him a starter collection of Quidditch Trading Cards and Hermione gave him The Handbook for Professional Seekers.
Sirius and Dumbledore threw Harry his first birthday party in 15 years. Afterall, he was 16 and it's a special birthday. While both of them were sorry they did not have the gift he really wanted, what they did give him were special. Sirius gave him a unique pocketwatch, which instead of the time, it told you what you needed to do. Dumbledore gave him what he called the Gold Chain of Hope.
"You wear it around your neck, under your shirt, close to your heart. As long as you wear it, hope will always be there for you." He said. Dumbledore latched it around Harry's neck and the solid gold chain hung down his chest. Harry placed it under his shirt and he felt a warmth radiate out of it like fire.
"Thank you, Professor." Harry whispered.
"Professor Dumbledore, sorry to disturb you but you have visitors." Professor McGonagall had suddenly appeared at his side. She looked to Harry and smiled. "Happy birthday, Harry."
"Thank you." Harry said again.
Dumbledore nodded and smiled, then followed McGonagall up to his office.
"So, Harry. How does it feel to be 16?" Sirius asked.
Harry thought a momment.
"Empty."
****
After two weeks of being locked in darkness, Renee was still trying to hold on to her courage and have hope that she would be rescued. She layed on the cold, rocky floor and curled into a ball for warmth. It was very fridged and it was begining to make her sick. She refused to eat the food that magically appeared at her side, though she could barely see it in the gloom. All she took was enough water to survive. This made her weak, and she hardly stood up anymore. Even to face Voldemort's routine of tauntings.
"Why don't you eat? The food is quite good," He whispered ruthlessly through the darkness.
"I'm not hungry," Renee muttered angerly.
"You must eat in order to live to see your precious Etam Luos once more, alive."
Renee did not answer. She curled herself tighter together as a chill breeze rushed over her body. Suddenly, standing before her, was Voldemort. Around him was a horrible, negitive glow. He smiled mischievously down at her. Lifting his arm, she could see the slender outline of a wand.
"This is yours," He whispered. "Take it."
Renee did'nt move.
"You feel you can defeat me alone. Here's your chance to proove it." He held it out to her. "Imperio!"
Renee's mind suddenly was drained of every thought and emotion. Her pain was numbed and she felt relaxed.
.... take the wand...
Alright. A voice in her head answered.
.... take it...
But another, stronger voice, interrupted.
No!
.... I said take the wand...
I won't listen.
.... just take the wand...
"I WILL NOT!" Renee bellowed.
Voldemort's expression grew annoyed.
"You are indeed, Potter's mate. He resisted as well." He let go of her wand, but it stayed still where he had let go. Held magically in the air. "You are free to take it, if you can." And with that, he dissapeered into the dark.
Renee stared, transfixed on her wand. Could she get it?
She tried to stand, dragging herself weakly to her feet. Slowly, she edged toward the only light around her, which was the image of her wand. Renee lifted her hand to grab it.
"AHHHH!" She screamed, recoiling and cradling her hand. When she tried to touch her wand, it burned her palm. Renee fell hard on the floor, crying in pain.
While laughter rang through the darkness.
****
Harry suddenly had a searing pain in his hand. It felt as if it were burning.
"Ahh!" He yelped.
Sirius dashed to his side.
"What is it, Harry?"
Harry held out his right hand, while no burn mark could be seen, the pain was still there. Sirius looked down at his hand, puzzled.
"Renee..." Harry gasped, holding back tears. "Renee's been burned... on her hand."
Sirius looked at Harry, his face grim.
"Oh, Harry... I wish I could do something for you."
"You could be out looking for her," Harry whispered. "I'm fine here."
Sirius shook his head.
"Dumbledore has the whole Ministry, plus Cott and Lupin looking for her. I'm sure they'll turn up something soon. I swore never to leave your side if I could, and I will continue to do so."
Harry smiled a little at the great concern Sirius had for him, but his sorrow for Renee overcame him.
"Sirius, you know how much I love her. I can hardly stand this. Perhaps, I should go and give Voldemort what he wants."
"Absolutely not!" Sirius comanded. "I know you love her and you will do anything for her, but you can't face Voldemort now. Let the adults take care of it."
Harry was about to argue, when the door to the Gryffindor common room swung open to reveal Professor McGonagall.
"The Headmaster requested us all to meet him. There is some news."
"I'm afraid things have turned from bad, to much worse." Dumbledore said, sadly. The twinkle was gone from his eyes and he looked much older and weak. All the aurors that Harry had met before, including Lupin, were around him. Mr. Weasley looked stressed beyond recognition and Timothy looked even worse.
"I'm afraid that three families have been attacked by Death Eaters. The Russels, the Coxes, and the Longbottoms. I'm afraid there were no survivors."
Harry was stunned. He knew Neville Longbottom, a short, forgetfull boy that was'nt very bright.
Dumbledore noticed Harry's shock.
"Forgive me, but Neville is safe, Harry. He was visiting friends when... when the attack happened."
Harry felt a little better, but now felt horrible for Neville. His whole family gone.
Dumbledore continued.
"This has thrown the magical world upside down. Wizards and witches are fleeing right and left. Raids have happened. Nation-wide chaos. People fear that they are next on Voldemort's hitlist. And, the muggles have taken notice."
"This school year is in question. With all that's going on, I doubt that we will be able to do much of anything, education wise. But we shall try. For the safety of the children, I am inviting every magical child in Britian to stay here at Hogwarts. I shall recruit as many parents that I can, reguardless of profession, and have them help us in the fight against Voldemort."
"But Professor," Fletcher started. "How on earth do you think you shall convince a nation of frightened wizards and witches to fight the one thing they fear most?"
"It's our only hope." Dumbledore sighed.
"Not quite,"
Everyone in the room turned around. Standing in the doorway was an average sized man. He was muscular and his robes hung off him like a war-hero. The man had gold-rimmed glasses which reflected the fire from the nearby hearth. He was flanked by seven men, wearing identical uniforms. When he spoke, he had an American accent.
"James?" Timothy's face lit up.
"Timothy! Long time no see."
The two men greeted each other with a friendly handshake as they embraced each other in a hug.
"Oh, thank God you came!" Timothy cried.
"When my sister needs me, I come. When a nation is in trouble, I come. When there is an all-you-can-eat buffet at China Jade, I come too!" He chuckled and Timothy laughed silently.
Dumbledore stood up, a smile returning to his face.
"Welcome James!"
The wizard they called James, which had to be Renee's oldest brother, went to shake Dumbledore's hand. His men followed silently behind him.
"You could not have come at a more dire time of need," Dumbledore sighed.
"When my little sister is concerned, I waste no time."
Dumbledore nodded, gravely and turned to the aurors.
"James, this is Mundungus Fletcher, Arabella Figg, Tuar Cott, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Arthur Weasley," Dumbledore turned to Harry. "And Harry Potter."
James turned to Harry, an interested expression flooding his face.
"So, I finnally get to meet the Etam Luos of my little sister. Pleasure to meet you." He shook hands with him.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Springs."
James turned back to the adults in the room.
"I came with seven of my finest. Rob O'Cane, Nick Andes, Paul Rock, Ed Izer, Al Dinnip, Steve Gurshwin, and Hannah Cane."
Harry did'nt realize that the seventh and smallest of his team was a woman. She was'nt really tall, but she looked real strong and determined.
"An honor to have you here, we need all the help we can get." Dumbledore said. "We also have the Australian Magical Alliance on the way, as well as some of Ireland's aurors."
"Is there a plan yet?" James asked.
The room shook their heads. James frowned, Timothy sulked.
"If I may sudgest something, sir?"
Everyone turned to see who spoke. The small woman named Hannah stepped forward.
"Go ahead," James answered.
Hannah turned slowly to Harry, studying his face.
"If it's true that young Harry Potter here is Renee's Etam Luos, he can sense her feelings and hear her cries."
Harry looked at her in astonishment.
"Yes, go on." James said, with consideration in his voice.
"Let him simply ask her where she is." She looked at James.
"How?!" Harry cracked.
Hannah turned back to him, everyone else in the room following her gaze.
"You know how, Harry. Only you can save her."
Chapter Four: Thoughts Lead to Nowhere
Harry looked at Hannah, puzzled, then slowly realized what she meant. If he could send memories and feelings to Renee, he could ask her questions too. She could tell him where she is.
Timothy and James, as well as the rest of the room, looked down at Harry in question. Harry nodded.
"I'll try," Harry whispered.
Hannah smiled then stepped back in line with the other American Special Service Wizards. James looked at Harry with hope.
"You can do that? You can talk with my sister?"
"Well, I can feel her emotions and hear... hear her cries," Harry was'nt sure if he should tell her brothers that she was in pain. "But I have'nt talked directly with her."
James and Timothy frowned. Dumbledore stepped from his desk and put a hand on each of their shoulders.
"With your help, and the help to come, we'll find her. My aurors will brief you on what has happened so far, then I will speak with you and your SSW's privately."
James put on a determined face, Timothy seemed exhausted. Mr. Weasley gave him an encouraging smile and led him out of Dumbledore's office. Fletcher and the other aurors nodded to James and his people and led them out too, most likely to find a larger room to brief each other. Before long, Sirius and Harry were the only ones left in Dumbledore's office. He turned to them.
"Now, Harry. You heard about what I am in the works of doing. I'm going to make a silent announcement to all the wizarding families in Britian, their children are to come here to Hogwarts. It'll be safer. I need all the adults who are willing and able, to help find Voldemort before more lives are lost and his power spreads out of the country. If we don't unite now, we are surely doomed."
Harry nodded in agreement, silently thinking how he was going to pull it off. Can Hogwarts fit every magical child in Britain? However it happened, Hogwarts was the safest place to be.
Dumbledore looked at Harry very seriously, but the twinkle returning to his eyes.
"You know everything that is going on, Harry. Your peers and the younger children will be confused, scared, even angry. Because there is still a little less than a month before the start of term, Professors McGonagall and I have yet to choose the Prefects for the year. I'm appointing you a Prefect for Gryffindor, Harry. You are going to be responsible for keeping everyone calm and making sure everything is in order. The children will look up to you, most of all because of who you are. If you are calm and reassure them that they are safe, I'm sure everyone will feel better."
Harry was'nt sure what to say, he was speechless. He's going to be a Prefect! But that mommentary thought of joy vanished as quick as it came, for the thought of Renee popped once again into his mind.
"Thank you, Professor. I'm honored... but..."
"I know, I know... you want to focus on Renee."
Harry nodded.
"You need to do what Miss Cane reminded you to do. Try to see if you can ask Renee where she is. She's your Etam Luos and can feel your emotions and most likely, your thoughts. If you think hard enough about asking Renee where she is, you may get an answer."
Sirius cleared his throat.
"Harry, you should try to find some place peaceful. Where you can concentrate on Renee, before everyone begins to arrive. I will stay here at Hogwarts, assisting Professor Dumbledore... but I will be close by to you. Renee's brothers, Lupin, and the other aurors will work on finding her and Voldemort."
Harry nodded, he was'nt able to argue.
"Go now Harry, keep us informed if anything should happen. We will be close by." Dumbledore smiled kindly at him.
Sirius led Harry out of the office, his hand on his shoulder in a comforting way. When they stepped out into the main hallway, Sirius stopped.
"I gotta go help now, but I won't be far. If you need me just ask any of the professors, but I will be with you at meal times and see you before bed."
Harry put on his best "I'll-be-alright" expression and turned to leave.
"I'm proud of you, Harry." Sirius called after him.
He smiled and Harry beamed at him.
****
Renee had lost track of time. She was'nt sure how long she had been trapped in the dark. All she knew was that she was beyond starving, dehydrated from drinking too little water, cold, and weak. The only light she could see, was the light from her wand. It hung in mid air several feet in front of her, but if she tried to touch it, she would get severly burned. Renee already suspected that she had burn scars on her right hand, it still throbbed of pain as the third degree burn tried it's best to heal itself. Between the damp, cold conditions, no food, and little water, Renee was getting the begining of pneumonia.
Dispite all this, she was still determined to get out. Whenever she got an ounce of energy, she would stand from the wet floor and feel around the darkness.
"You know that's useless." Cracked an amused voice. Voldemort teased her at every opportunity he got, feeding off her fear and rage.
"I'm... smarter than... I seem to be." Renee managed to say, fighting the pain in her lungs with each raspy breath.
"Oh, I know that. But... you have yet to figure out how to escape." Voldemort hissed practically in her ear. He seemed to be following her closely now, although she could'nt see him. Only he could pass through the smooth, black walls without a trace.
Renee was worn out. Voldemort was milking what little energy she had to stand from her, and she collapsed hard on the floor. He laughed his merciless laugh.
"You better hope your Etam Luos shows soon, or I won't have to kill you. You'll be dead before he can lay eyes on you." The evil vibe she always felt with Voldemort's presence faded slowly away, telling her that he was gone. For now.
Renee was exhausted. Her throat was sore and everything ached. She must of been running a fever, for she was having severe cold and heat spells. However, she was determined to stay alive. To defeat Voldemort and prove she is powerful.
Another cold spell overcame her, and she shivered herself into a tight ball. Coughing, her lungs stabbing with pain with every breath, she closed her eyes. For the first time in a while, she drifted off to sleep.
Renee? Renee, can you hear me? Renee heard.
Harry? Harry, oh I'm here! I'm here Harry!
Renee, where are you? We can't find you. Do you know where you are?
I don't know. It's... so dark. Voldemort has me! Harry, you can't come for me... he'll kill you if you do. That's his plan. Send Professor Dumbledore!
I want to come find you!
No, Harry... he'll kill you!
Renee...
Harry? Harry, oh please don't go! Harry, please! Come back!
She could'nt hear him anymore. Still asleep, Renee broke down and sobbed.
****
"Renee!"
Harry had woken up, being asleep in the Gryffindor common room. He had managed to contact Renee, but he lost her. The reason being that Hedwig had landed on top of him, Keto at her side. Each with a letter.
"HEDWIG!" Harry bellowed, enraged that he had lost Renee. When Hedwig became enraged herself at being yelled at, Harry quickly apologized. Hedwig was still upset, but handed her leg out anyway for him to take the letter. Keto did the same.
The letter from Hedwig was from Ron, asking if the whole situation was true that he and every other magical kid in Britain had to come to Hogwarts early. He was scared, both for himself and for Harry and Renee. Ron and his siblings would be arriving with the others tomorrow. The other letter from Keto was from Hermione. She was scared silly and was asking him if he was alright. Hermione did'nt expect things to escalate as quickly as they did. However, her fear in the letter was shaken when she got an early letter saying that she was a Prefect for Gryffindor. She stated that she would have to stay strong for all of us and the whole school.
Harry put the letters down and rubbed his forehead. Since the day Renee was captured, a dull and distant pain plagued his scar. Whenever he focused on Renee, it would get stronger. Not only was Renee hurt, she was very ill. If she was'nt found soon, she would surely die without Voldemort casting a spell on her.
At dinner that evening, the Great Hall was filled with dozens of people. The professors were all there, Sirius, Lupin, and the other aurors. James Springs and his ASSWs, as well as two dozen more people Harry had never seen before.
Sirius spotted Harry and waved him over. He was sitting next to Lupin. As Harry sat down and Sirius started to pile food on his plate without question, Lupin leaned over.
"Well, any luck?"
Harry sighed, his chin falling to his chest.
"I heard her, I managed to ask her, and she heard me. But, she does'nt know where she is. Oh, Remus... Renee's very sick and Voldemort tortures her with curses. All she managed to say was that it was very dark and cold. She also said for me not to come get her, Voldemort's plan... as we suspected... is to kill me and eventually her. If I come, it means the death of both of us." Harry looked seriously at Lupin and Sirius. "But, I won't stand back and let her die. I'll find her myself if it's the last thing I do."
Lupin and Sirius exchanged concerned looks.
"Harry, we are doing our best. You are not to go looking for Renee yourself. Like she said, Voldemort will kill you... and he's more powerful now than the last time you met him." Sirius said.
Harry was about to argue, but Lupin interrupted.
"Do you see all those other people sitting here, Harry? The Australian Magical League and the remaining aurors from Ireland arrived today. All of them are on assignment to find Renee and Voldemort. The whole Ministry is over seeing everyone getting to Hogwarts safely tomorrow and every able wizard and witch will be out on the hunt as well. With this many people on the lookout, more than ever before, there is no doubt that we'll find her."
Harry still was'nt sure. He continued to eat without another word and left briskly afterward, leaving a helpless Sirius behind him. Harry reached the foot of the stairs when someone caught his eye.
Someone was standing in the shadows, almost hiding behind a suit of armor.
"Hello?" Harry muttered, uncertainly.
"Hello, Harry." Answered a female voice.
Harry moved closer to the figure in the shadows, and she stepped out. While he could'nt make out her face, Harry could see an American flag embroidered on her uniform robes.
"Miss Cane?"
"Please, Harry. You can just call me Hannah." The light shifted to her face, and the young woman who had reminded Harry that he could contact Renee was visible.
Harry nodded politely and Hannah laughed silently. Almost immediately, she turned serious.
"I know you have contacted Renee, and she does'nt know where she is."
Harry stared at her, shocked.
"How... how did you know?"
Hannah sighed.
"I care a lot for her, Harry. Renee is my cousin. How do I know that you contacted her? Well, I'm a telepath. I can read the thoughts and emotions of those who are unaware." She cocked her head in a studious way and smiled at Harry's continued speechless shock. "Who better to be my little cousin's Etam Luos than you, Harry. From what I can sense, you love her deeply, even more than you realize. Destiny has plans for both of you."
Harry was'nt sure what to say. The first thing to come out of his mouth was a question.
"If you're a telepath, and can read people's thoughts, why don't you try to hear Renee yourself? Or even see if you can read Voldemort's mind?"
Hannah shook her head sadly.
"My abilities don't reach that far. Even if they did, I could not break through Voldemort. He is too powerful and would notice if I tried."
She looked at him carefully, searching him for something.
"Renee's in pain, is'nt she? Really ill? I can feel it through you, for you feel her pain. Oh, I know you feel helpless. But there is always hope. Think of the chain you got for your birthday, it will help. Also, pain and suffering are'nt the only things that you can share with each other. Try to think of happy times together, that will help her." She straightened suddenly, looking off toward the Great Hall. "My cousin, James, is comming for me. I got to go,"
At that momment, the doors to the Great Hall swung open and James Springs walked out. He searched up and down the hallway until he spotted Hannah.
"Miss Cane?"
"Yes, sir. Mr. Springs?"
"You are needed," He looked at Harry, a faint smile comming across his face. "Hello, Harry. Uhh.."
Hannah shook her head. James noticed and the smile faded.
They turned to leave when Hannah stopped short.
"Mr. Springs? Timothy is comming, he brings bad news."
"What is it?"
"Here he comes now," Hannah turned towards the stair case. Someone was running down the stairs. Suddenly, Timothy appeared, out of breath. He came to rest by James, leaning on him for support as he caught some air.
"Pett... Pettigrew... Voldemort's servant... escaped... escaped jail last... night." He gasped. Dumbledore had suddenly appeared out of no where, half of the Great Hall comming out in his wake. His eyes were full of concern.
"How?" Asked Fletcher, comming to his side.
Timothy shook his head.
"The Dementors at Azkaban simply... simply let him go. I'm afraid Voldemort has regained power over them. The remaining Death Eaters were released as well... the Ministry was unable to stop them."
A lean looking man with red/blonde hair stepped forward, his robes an emerald green embroidered with the Irish flag.
"There is no time to lose," His Irish accent was heavy. "We must set out t'night!"
"Righ now, mate. No tell'n what havoc those monsters are sett'n 'round." Said one of the Australians.
James Springs nodded and looked to Dumbledore. His eyes were dull and weary, but he nodded as well. Instantly the men broke out.
"My people will take course A," James announced.
"We shall spread out at course B!" Called the head of the Australian Magical League.
"That leaves C to us," Muttered Fletcher, nodding to Cott, Figg, and Lupin.
"And my men will take the D course." The Irish leader said to him, passing him by.
The hall was emptied, leaving Dumbledore, Harry, and Sirius alone.
"I hope this works," Sirius muttered.
Dumbledore sighed.
"It has to."
DISCLAIMER: I only own Renee!
Chapter One: Storm of Evil
Renee Springs has a rare talent that few witches and wizards possess. This talent was the reason why she was an American living in Britian, wearing a jacket in July. She had been ridiculed and picked on back home in Florida, and she took the opportunity to move to Britain to learn magic at the famous school known as Hogwarts. It was at Hogwarts, that previous school year, that she discovered that her talent was special and rare. She also discovered, at Hogwarts, that she had an Etam Luos, a soul mate.
It was for her Etam Luos that she was in her backyard, using her talent for his birthday.
"Keto, keep still!" Renee shouted, exasperated at the owl sitting on a low branch in front of her.
Renee's talent, which even still she was shy to admit, was art.
The snowy owl hooted sleepily, shifting to a new position.
"If you keep moving, I won't finish this until Harry's 18!" She sighed.
Renee's Etam Luos was no ordinary soul mate, he just so happened to be the world-famous Harry Potter. No one would have guessed, but the feelings that Renee had around him all through the last school year were telling her that she was meant to be with him. She did'nt know if Harry felt the same way, but it seemed they loved each other secretly from the start. When it was time to go home for the summer, parting with Harry was very hard, and it was then that she said she loved him. Afraid of his answer, Renee ran off before he could say a word. However, shortly afterwards, his owl brought her a note.
I love you too.
She read that letter everyday.
They had written many letters to each other since, and each one she kept protected next to her other most cherished treasures.
"Keto, we better go inside. It looks like rain." Renee gathered her art supplies and headed toward her house. She lived with her older brother, Timothy Springs, and they had moved into this small house not too long ago. When their parents came to visit them in Timothy's flat in London, they were not pleased. Insisting that it was not close enough to other magical people, they were soon moved to this small house in a town called Lyonberg. It was not too far from London, and not too out of the way from Timothy's job in the Ministry. After settling in, her parents left once more.
"Looks bad." Renee muttered to herself as she brought things inside. It was growing real dark and the wind was picking up. Walking around to all the windows and doors, she made sure that each one was locked.
Her brother was helping his boss, Mr. Weasly, with a secret mission in the Ministry. It involved Voldemort, she knew it. When Voldemort came back to power over a year ago, Mr. Weasly was promoted to help stop him. Timothy was his best assistant, and was promoted as well. This kept him away from home often, and he did not arrive until late into the nights. So Renee took care of housework and made her own meals.
By the time Renee had checked everything, the rain began to pour. Ligtning flashed and the thunder shook the house. Keto, her owl, nestled on his perch inside Renee's room.
"I hope it passes soon, I don't want Hedwig to be caught in this if Harry wrote me." She sat down on her bed and stared at her nightstand. Her cherished treasures gently displayed. An engraved box of colored pencils, a stack of letters, and a single rose; all from Harry. The rose was her most cherished of all, for it was a legendary rose. A December Rose. If a person gives one of these roses to someone they loved, and that person loved them back, the rose would last forever. They are rare, and only occur in December.
BOOM BOOM!
The thunder was more frequent and the rain pounded the roof. Renee's scented candles that lit her room flickered and Keto grew restless.
"It's alright Keto, we got these in Florida all the time, remember? Central Florida is the lightning capital of the world you know." She stroked Keto's soft feathers, but he was still unnerved.
BOOM CRASH BOOM!
Renee jumped that time. Something in the front of the house crashed into something. As she tried to sooth her owl still, fear crept into her heart. Unaware, Renee began to shake. The room grew cold and damp, and some of her candles blew themselves out. A darkness seemed to overcome her, an evil darkness.
"No..." She whispered.
CRASH!
"Oh no... no, please not him!" Renee was overwelmed with fear, sensing a great deal of negitive emotion emanating through the house.
Voldemort had come for her.
Panicking, Renee ran to her bedroom door and locked it.
Oh yeah, that'll stop him. Renee thought to herself.
Then her mind was filled with hatred, followed by an evil laughter that rang through her temples like a migraine.
Before she knew what she was doing, Renee flung her window open.
"Keto, quick... go get help! Go find Harry and get help!" She screamed, frightened. Rain and the deafening howl of wind blew into the window, but her owl flew out anyway.
CRASH! CRACK-BOOM!
All the remaining lit candles in her room went out, Renee was plunged into darkness. She sank to the ground, whimpering, as the evil in her mind increased. As a last resort, she searched the darkness around her for her wand, finnally grabbing it and pulling her body closer to her. All the courage she thought she had was sucked from her soul, leaving her feeling frail and helpless.
"I have you now, Renee Springs." Cracked a voice of pure evil.
BOOM! CRASH!
Renee's door was smashed open, and framed in the doorway was a tall figure.
Nooo! Harry, Harry help! Renee screamed in her mind.
The only light in the room came every few seconds, when the lightning shot a flash of light through her window.
Voldemort was walking towards her, wand outstreched.
"This time, my plan will not fail!" He bellowed, triumphantly.
Renee gathered what little courage she could find.
"You will be stopped, you monster! Good will always prevail! You are the epitome of pure evil!" Her voice quivered with each syllable.
Voldemort's crackle of laughter rang through her ears like nails scratching a chalkboard.
Oh, Harry... Harry I need you! She wailed in her mind. But she knew she was done for, and she never got to say goodbye.
Voldemort's wand slowly lowered to point directly between her eyes. She moaned and cowered into a fetal postition.
"Stupify!"
****
Harry, Harry help! Harry I need you!
Harry Potter woke with a start. The voice screaming in his mind, pleading for help... needing him.
"Renee?" He whispered out loud, panic seeping into him.
He got up from the couch he was napping on. Harry had fallen asleep to the sound of the gentle rain splashing on his window sill. His room was full of things, much more things than his old room had. It was a comfortable room, posters of Quidditch teams decorated the walls, a large desk covered in letters filled a corner, the closet filled with clothes that actually fit him, and filled with the gentle light of candles. Harry was living in his dream come true. He lived with his Godfather, Sirius Black, and they resided in a small two-bedroom house near Godrics Hollow. Sirius had been pardoned by the Ministry over a month before, and Professor Dumbledore had helped them get settled. Harry was never happier, away from his evil aunt and uncle, and living with the man that was his father's closest friend. Sirius was as close to a father as he ever had, and he loved him greatly.
Sirius Black, however to his displeasure, had to leave often to do missions for Dumbledore concerning Voldemort. Harry was checked on often by neighboring wizards, but kept to the house alone. He had been reading his latest letter from Renee, his Etam Luos, when he had fallen asleep.
It was her screams that woke him. Pleading for his help.
"Something is really wrong," He paced his room. "Oh, why did Sirius have to leave now? Renee's in trouble!"
WHACK!
Harry jumped and twirled back to his window. Through the gloom of the passing rain, the outline of an owl was struggling to maintain air.
Hedwig, who was sleeping on a perch, woke with a hoot.
Harry flung the window open, and the owl collapsed into his arms.
"Keto!"
Hedwig began to hoot loudly, worried. Harry gently laid Keto on his bed and fed him some water.
"It's Renee, is'nt it? She's in trouble, right?"
Keto let out a weak hoot.
Harry was unsure of what to do. Hedwig flew onto the bed and started preening Keto's feathers affectionately.
"He'll be Ok, Hedwig." He said to her.
But I'm not so sure about Renee. He thought.
Without a momment's hesitation, Harry grabed for a coat.
"I'm going to her,"
Harry dashed out of his room, past the cozy furnishings that filled his new home. He was nearly at the door, when Sirius apparated nearly on top of him.
"Harry!"
"Sirius! Oh Sirius, something terrible has happened! Renee is in trouble, I know it!"
Sirius's face grew dark.
"Harry, Renee's gone. Voldemort has her."
Chapter Two: Helplessness
Harry's worst fear was true.
"How... how.. Sirius? I thought... I thought Dumbledore had a charm on her to protect her! How did he find her? We got to go rescue Renee!" Harry went into hysterics. Sirius tried to keep him calm, grabbing his shoulders and looking him straight in the eyes.
"Voldemort is more powerful now than ever before," He sighed. "I don't know details about what happened... I came to get you. There's a meeting being arranged right now at Hogwarts, we have to go there."
"There's no time! He's hurting her, I can feel it! We got to go and find her NOW!" Harry's eyes began to tear at the thought of Renee being murdered.
"Harry, I understand how you feel, but there is nothing we can do right now but get together with the people who can help!" Sirius was trying to keep calm.
Harry tried to gather himself, but anger and fear was flooding his body. Finnally, after encouraging glances from Sirius, he allowed him to take him by the shoulder and walk to the fireplace. Sirius tossed some Floo Powder into the flames, then led Harry into the hearth.
"Hogwarts!" Harry yelled.
The fire around him swirled and he found himself falling into a void of light. Fireplaces flashed before his eyes and he closed them so as not to get sick. Finnally, he landed on solid ground.
"Ah, there you are Harry." Said a tired, yet gentle voice.
Professor Dumbledore placed his hand on Harry's shoulder.
Sirius landed right next to them, dusting the ambers off his robes.
"We're all waiting, come with me." Dumbledore led Harry and Sirius into the faculty room, where a large group of people sat around a table. Almost all of them Harry did'nt know.
"This is all of us," Dumbledore said. "Harry, may I introduce Arabella Figg..."
Harry stared at an old woman, who was smiling amusedly at him, nodding.
"Mrs. Figg? But I... I thought..." Harry gasped. She was the same Mrs. Figg who Harry was dropped off to whenever the Dursleys went out. He hated going to her house, for she always made him look at her cat photos and she smelled like cabbage.
"Hello, Harry. My you've grown since I've seen you last!" She smiled again.
"I'll explain later," Dumbledore whispered in his ear. "And this is Mundungus Fletcher..."
A tall, gruff looking man nodded curtly at Harry. He looked him over, seemingly amused.
"You look just like your father, I'm sure he'd be proud."
Harry smiled, used to the routine of people telling him how much he looked like his dad. Dumbledore turned to another man, he was real thin and short.
"Last but not least is Tuar Cott."
"Hello Harry, an honor to meet you at last. James was a good friend of mine."
Harry nodded politely.
Dumbledore at last sat down, pointing to the other people sitting at the table.
"Of course you know Remus Lupin, and the others."
Harry smiled at Lupin, who did the same. Professor McGonagall nodded and Professor Snape sneered. There were two other men sitting at the far end of the table, although he could'nt make out who.
"Hello, Harry." It was Mr. Weasley. The man next to him looked very distraught, but nodded in greeting. He was Timothy Springs, Renee's older brother.
Sirius took Harry's arm and they sat down in chairs next to Lupin.
"We all know why we're here," Dumbledore started, his voice full sorrowful. "Five hours ago, Voldemort somehow managed to locate Renee Springs. Unfortunately, she was alone and-"
"It's all my fault!" Yelled Timothy from the end of the table. He threw his face into his hands and began to weep. Mr. Weasley put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.
"It is not, young man." He said.
"Arthur's right, Timothy. You would have been killed had you of been there. He knew which charm I had placed on your house somehow, and he got in. Fortunately, she was not killed. The Avada Kadavra curse was not evident in the house. She has either been stunned or simply taken." Dumbledore explained.
"This is obviously a trap," Muttered Fletcher. Sirius and Lupin nodded in agreement.
"He's after Harry, so he captures his Etam Luos to lure him. Most likely when he has him, she will be killed because of who she is. Voldemort's afraid, scared silly of them. For he knows that when Harry and Renee come of age, they will be able to destroy him." Cott said, darkly.
Timothy moaned, Mr. Weasley patting his back in comfort.
"What are we to do?" Timothy cried.
"No doubt there will be spells and charms surrounding where he's keeping her, it will take an army of aurors to break through no doubt." Mrs. Figg said.
"Are there any more aurors to spare, Sirius?" Dumbledore asked.
"No, we are all nearly gone. Who you see sitting with us are the only ones left." He answered, sadly.
Harry sulked in his seat, this meeting was not going to help.
"This matter won't stop with Renee, Voldemort's power will continue to grow and spread all over the world. Perhaps, we should alert our allies for help." Lupin said.
Dumbledore considered, nodding.
"It is most obvious that the five of you will not be able to find Voldemort alone." He turned to Timothy. "Timothy, I believe that you should contact your brother James. We will need all the help we can get."
Timothy straightened up in his chair and nodded.
"Fletcher, contact the Australian Magical Alliance," Dumbledore said.
"Right," Fletcher got up from his chair and left.
"Arabella, notify the Irish aurors."
She nodded and left the room as well.
"Cott, you and Lupin go see if you can find anything that will help us find Renee."
"Let's go," Cott nodding to Lupin, got up and gave Harry a small smile. Lupin squeezed Harry's shoulder as he left.
"Don't worry Harry, we're doing all we can so far."
"Please, please find her Remus." He whispered.
"We'll try, Harry. We'll try." He left with Cott. The only ones left were Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape. Mr. Weasley and Timothy left unseen. Sirius was pacing the wall.
"Severus?" Dumbledore turned to him.
"Yes, Headmaster. I will try what I can, but I have been demoted. I'm outcasted from plans."
"Try, Severus, try."
Snape nodded grimly and briskly left the room.
"Now, for Harry." Dumbledore looked to him. "Sirius, you stay with him. Make sure he's safe."
"Of course."
Professor McGonagall, who had been quiet the whole time, stood up.
"They need to stay here, Headmaster. It's safer."
Dumbledore nodded.
"You're right, both of them can stay here. Yes, that's a better idea."
"Professor?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Harry?"
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Send Renee your love, that alone can save her."
****
Renee hurt all over her body.
"Unhh.." She moaned.
She was lying on a damp, rocky floor. Shivering and wet, Renee opened her eyes. It was pitch black. Frightened beyond belief, Renee searched her clothes for her wand, but it was not there.
Fighting the pain that ached her bones, Renee stood up. She streached out her arms and hands to search for a wall or something. Taking small steps, she waved her arms left to right. Finnally, she met something solid. It was a smooth sort-of wall, and she followed it for a full 360 degrees. Whatever was holding her in complete darkness, it was circular.
Suddenly, the same evil darkness flooded her mind as it had before. She heard footsteps walking around her.
"You wake at last." The voice was full of malice.
Renee quivered at the sound. She was being held captive by Voldemort.
"I hope you find your accommodations to your liking," He laughed coldy. "You may be here a while." Voldemort paced around her like a tiger stalking a kill.
Renee tried to grab at the courage that Voldemort was milking from her.
"Harry will find me," She whispered.
"That's what I'm hoping for," He whispered triumphantly.
"He will have help with him! Dumbledore will stop you!" She roared suddenly.
"Ah, I'm afraid no one but our dear Potter can pass the spells I have casted upon you. Not even the all-mighty and good Dumbledore can get through. So, my little American, we shall wait for your Etam Luos to come to your rescue. Then my plan will finnally prevail and I shall continue my rise to power!"
"Why? Why do you want to kill us so!" Renee burst into helpless tears.
Voldemort just laughed his evil laugh.
"Why keep us waiting? I'm sure your mate can feel you... let's give him another clue as to where you are!"
Suddenly, Renee's body was hit with overwelming pain. She doubled over and fell to the ground, moaning loudly.
Help! Oh, Harry... it hurts, Harry! She cried out in her mind.
Then, just as sudden, the pain subsided. Renee went limp as she past out.
"Come, Harry Potter. Come save your precious Etam Luos, and face your fate!"
Chapter Three: An Empty Birthday
Harry and Sirius stayed in Gryffindor tower. They ate with the professors who had stayed behind durring the summer and continued to have meetings with Dumbledore about the progress in finding Renee. Harry always told Dumbledore the same thing,
"I feel her pain, he's torturing her! She screams out my name, and I cannot do anything."
All Dumbledore could do was to comfort him, that the aurors were doing all they can. It did not make Harry feel better, it was himself that he wanted out looking for her.
Sirius tried to cheer Harry up. He took him to all the secret passageways and told stories about what he, Harry's father, and Lupin used to do to cause mischief. This would distract Harry for a while, but the echos of Renee's screams and the ache of pain continued to plague his mind. There was nothing Sirius could do, but try to make him laugh.
"Hey, Harry!" Sirius whispered excitedly to him as they went down for dinner later that week.
"What is it?" Harry whispered back.
Sirius pulled Harry into a dark corner and hushed him. Snape was walking slowly down the hall, lost in thought. Pulling out his wand carefully, Sirius directed Harry's attention to his shoes.
"Watch and learn," He whispered in his ear.
"Twisabus!" Sirius muttered under his breath, quietly.
The laces of Snape's shoes began to tie together as if two invisible hands were tying them. Snape began to stumble.
"Cool!" Harry laughed quietly. Sirius was stifling laughs.
"Did it all the time, I still got it in me."
"BLACK! POTTER! I KNOW YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE! COME OUT NOW!" Snape bellowed, his voice echoing down the hall.
Laughing silently together, Sirius and Harry bolted up the stairs.
Sirius's attempt of cheering Harry up did so for a while, until things settled down in the castle for the night. It was at night that Harry thought of Renee the most. When he was'nt lying awake in his bed, he was sleeping the horrors that she was experiencing. He felt her pain and her helplessness, he felt her anger and her fear. And he heard the tauntings of Voldemort as he circled her. All he could do was to force it all out of his mind and try to think of the happy times he had with Renee. He hoped that she could remember them too, through him, and it would comfort her. Harry tried to send his love most of all.
When Harry felt, through all the sadness, a small message bubbling in his mind... his hope grew. For she had heard him, and she was sending her love back.
When Harry's birthday came, the one present he wanted most was not there. What he wanted most of all was Renee, safe and happy at his side. But he did not have her, not even news of finding her.
Harry got letters from Ron and Hermione. Both of them really concerned for him and horrified for Renee. They wished they could see him on his birthday, but their parents opposed to it. The world was becoming too dangerous. Yet, their gifts did put a smile on Harry's face. Ron gave him a starter collection of Quidditch Trading Cards and Hermione gave him The Handbook for Professional Seekers.
Sirius and Dumbledore threw Harry his first birthday party in 15 years. Afterall, he was 16 and it's a special birthday. While both of them were sorry they did not have the gift he really wanted, what they did give him were special. Sirius gave him a unique pocketwatch, which instead of the time, it told you what you needed to do. Dumbledore gave him what he called the Gold Chain of Hope.
"You wear it around your neck, under your shirt, close to your heart. As long as you wear it, hope will always be there for you." He said. Dumbledore latched it around Harry's neck and the solid gold chain hung down his chest. Harry placed it under his shirt and he felt a warmth radiate out of it like fire.
"Thank you, Professor." Harry whispered.
"Professor Dumbledore, sorry to disturb you but you have visitors." Professor McGonagall had suddenly appeared at his side. She looked to Harry and smiled. "Happy birthday, Harry."
"Thank you." Harry said again.
Dumbledore nodded and smiled, then followed McGonagall up to his office.
"So, Harry. How does it feel to be 16?" Sirius asked.
Harry thought a momment.
"Empty."
****
After two weeks of being locked in darkness, Renee was still trying to hold on to her courage and have hope that she would be rescued. She layed on the cold, rocky floor and curled into a ball for warmth. It was very fridged and it was begining to make her sick. She refused to eat the food that magically appeared at her side, though she could barely see it in the gloom. All she took was enough water to survive. This made her weak, and she hardly stood up anymore. Even to face Voldemort's routine of tauntings.
"Why don't you eat? The food is quite good," He whispered ruthlessly through the darkness.
"I'm not hungry," Renee muttered angerly.
"You must eat in order to live to see your precious Etam Luos once more, alive."
Renee did not answer. She curled herself tighter together as a chill breeze rushed over her body. Suddenly, standing before her, was Voldemort. Around him was a horrible, negitive glow. He smiled mischievously down at her. Lifting his arm, she could see the slender outline of a wand.
"This is yours," He whispered. "Take it."
Renee did'nt move.
"You feel you can defeat me alone. Here's your chance to proove it." He held it out to her. "Imperio!"
Renee's mind suddenly was drained of every thought and emotion. Her pain was numbed and she felt relaxed.
.... take the wand...
Alright. A voice in her head answered.
.... take it...
But another, stronger voice, interrupted.
No!
.... I said take the wand...
I won't listen.
.... just take the wand...
"I WILL NOT!" Renee bellowed.
Voldemort's expression grew annoyed.
"You are indeed, Potter's mate. He resisted as well." He let go of her wand, but it stayed still where he had let go. Held magically in the air. "You are free to take it, if you can." And with that, he dissapeered into the dark.
Renee stared, transfixed on her wand. Could she get it?
She tried to stand, dragging herself weakly to her feet. Slowly, she edged toward the only light around her, which was the image of her wand. Renee lifted her hand to grab it.
"AHHHH!" She screamed, recoiling and cradling her hand. When she tried to touch her wand, it burned her palm. Renee fell hard on the floor, crying in pain.
While laughter rang through the darkness.
****
Harry suddenly had a searing pain in his hand. It felt as if it were burning.
"Ahh!" He yelped.
Sirius dashed to his side.
"What is it, Harry?"
Harry held out his right hand, while no burn mark could be seen, the pain was still there. Sirius looked down at his hand, puzzled.
"Renee..." Harry gasped, holding back tears. "Renee's been burned... on her hand."
Sirius looked at Harry, his face grim.
"Oh, Harry... I wish I could do something for you."
"You could be out looking for her," Harry whispered. "I'm fine here."
Sirius shook his head.
"Dumbledore has the whole Ministry, plus Cott and Lupin looking for her. I'm sure they'll turn up something soon. I swore never to leave your side if I could, and I will continue to do so."
Harry smiled a little at the great concern Sirius had for him, but his sorrow for Renee overcame him.
"Sirius, you know how much I love her. I can hardly stand this. Perhaps, I should go and give Voldemort what he wants."
"Absolutely not!" Sirius comanded. "I know you love her and you will do anything for her, but you can't face Voldemort now. Let the adults take care of it."
Harry was about to argue, when the door to the Gryffindor common room swung open to reveal Professor McGonagall.
"The Headmaster requested us all to meet him. There is some news."
"I'm afraid things have turned from bad, to much worse." Dumbledore said, sadly. The twinkle was gone from his eyes and he looked much older and weak. All the aurors that Harry had met before, including Lupin, were around him. Mr. Weasley looked stressed beyond recognition and Timothy looked even worse.
"I'm afraid that three families have been attacked by Death Eaters. The Russels, the Coxes, and the Longbottoms. I'm afraid there were no survivors."
Harry was stunned. He knew Neville Longbottom, a short, forgetfull boy that was'nt very bright.
Dumbledore noticed Harry's shock.
"Forgive me, but Neville is safe, Harry. He was visiting friends when... when the attack happened."
Harry felt a little better, but now felt horrible for Neville. His whole family gone.
Dumbledore continued.
"This has thrown the magical world upside down. Wizards and witches are fleeing right and left. Raids have happened. Nation-wide chaos. People fear that they are next on Voldemort's hitlist. And, the muggles have taken notice."
"This school year is in question. With all that's going on, I doubt that we will be able to do much of anything, education wise. But we shall try. For the safety of the children, I am inviting every magical child in Britian to stay here at Hogwarts. I shall recruit as many parents that I can, reguardless of profession, and have them help us in the fight against Voldemort."
"But Professor," Fletcher started. "How on earth do you think you shall convince a nation of frightened wizards and witches to fight the one thing they fear most?"
"It's our only hope." Dumbledore sighed.
"Not quite,"
Everyone in the room turned around. Standing in the doorway was an average sized man. He was muscular and his robes hung off him like a war-hero. The man had gold-rimmed glasses which reflected the fire from the nearby hearth. He was flanked by seven men, wearing identical uniforms. When he spoke, he had an American accent.
"James?" Timothy's face lit up.
"Timothy! Long time no see."
The two men greeted each other with a friendly handshake as they embraced each other in a hug.
"Oh, thank God you came!" Timothy cried.
"When my sister needs me, I come. When a nation is in trouble, I come. When there is an all-you-can-eat buffet at China Jade, I come too!" He chuckled and Timothy laughed silently.
Dumbledore stood up, a smile returning to his face.
"Welcome James!"
The wizard they called James, which had to be Renee's oldest brother, went to shake Dumbledore's hand. His men followed silently behind him.
"You could not have come at a more dire time of need," Dumbledore sighed.
"When my little sister is concerned, I waste no time."
Dumbledore nodded, gravely and turned to the aurors.
"James, this is Mundungus Fletcher, Arabella Figg, Tuar Cott, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Arthur Weasley," Dumbledore turned to Harry. "And Harry Potter."
James turned to Harry, an interested expression flooding his face.
"So, I finnally get to meet the Etam Luos of my little sister. Pleasure to meet you." He shook hands with him.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Springs."
James turned back to the adults in the room.
"I came with seven of my finest. Rob O'Cane, Nick Andes, Paul Rock, Ed Izer, Al Dinnip, Steve Gurshwin, and Hannah Cane."
Harry did'nt realize that the seventh and smallest of his team was a woman. She was'nt really tall, but she looked real strong and determined.
"An honor to have you here, we need all the help we can get." Dumbledore said. "We also have the Australian Magical Alliance on the way, as well as some of Ireland's aurors."
"Is there a plan yet?" James asked.
The room shook their heads. James frowned, Timothy sulked.
"If I may sudgest something, sir?"
Everyone turned to see who spoke. The small woman named Hannah stepped forward.
"Go ahead," James answered.
Hannah turned slowly to Harry, studying his face.
"If it's true that young Harry Potter here is Renee's Etam Luos, he can sense her feelings and hear her cries."
Harry looked at her in astonishment.
"Yes, go on." James said, with consideration in his voice.
"Let him simply ask her where she is." She looked at James.
"How?!" Harry cracked.
Hannah turned back to him, everyone else in the room following her gaze.
"You know how, Harry. Only you can save her."
Chapter Four: Thoughts Lead to Nowhere
Harry looked at Hannah, puzzled, then slowly realized what she meant. If he could send memories and feelings to Renee, he could ask her questions too. She could tell him where she is.
Timothy and James, as well as the rest of the room, looked down at Harry in question. Harry nodded.
"I'll try," Harry whispered.
Hannah smiled then stepped back in line with the other American Special Service Wizards. James looked at Harry with hope.
"You can do that? You can talk with my sister?"
"Well, I can feel her emotions and hear... hear her cries," Harry was'nt sure if he should tell her brothers that she was in pain. "But I have'nt talked directly with her."
James and Timothy frowned. Dumbledore stepped from his desk and put a hand on each of their shoulders.
"With your help, and the help to come, we'll find her. My aurors will brief you on what has happened so far, then I will speak with you and your SSW's privately."
James put on a determined face, Timothy seemed exhausted. Mr. Weasley gave him an encouraging smile and led him out of Dumbledore's office. Fletcher and the other aurors nodded to James and his people and led them out too, most likely to find a larger room to brief each other. Before long, Sirius and Harry were the only ones left in Dumbledore's office. He turned to them.
"Now, Harry. You heard about what I am in the works of doing. I'm going to make a silent announcement to all the wizarding families in Britian, their children are to come here to Hogwarts. It'll be safer. I need all the adults who are willing and able, to help find Voldemort before more lives are lost and his power spreads out of the country. If we don't unite now, we are surely doomed."
Harry nodded in agreement, silently thinking how he was going to pull it off. Can Hogwarts fit every magical child in Britain? However it happened, Hogwarts was the safest place to be.
Dumbledore looked at Harry very seriously, but the twinkle returning to his eyes.
"You know everything that is going on, Harry. Your peers and the younger children will be confused, scared, even angry. Because there is still a little less than a month before the start of term, Professors McGonagall and I have yet to choose the Prefects for the year. I'm appointing you a Prefect for Gryffindor, Harry. You are going to be responsible for keeping everyone calm and making sure everything is in order. The children will look up to you, most of all because of who you are. If you are calm and reassure them that they are safe, I'm sure everyone will feel better."
Harry was'nt sure what to say, he was speechless. He's going to be a Prefect! But that mommentary thought of joy vanished as quick as it came, for the thought of Renee popped once again into his mind.
"Thank you, Professor. I'm honored... but..."
"I know, I know... you want to focus on Renee."
Harry nodded.
"You need to do what Miss Cane reminded you to do. Try to see if you can ask Renee where she is. She's your Etam Luos and can feel your emotions and most likely, your thoughts. If you think hard enough about asking Renee where she is, you may get an answer."
Sirius cleared his throat.
"Harry, you should try to find some place peaceful. Where you can concentrate on Renee, before everyone begins to arrive. I will stay here at Hogwarts, assisting Professor Dumbledore... but I will be close by to you. Renee's brothers, Lupin, and the other aurors will work on finding her and Voldemort."
Harry nodded, he was'nt able to argue.
"Go now Harry, keep us informed if anything should happen. We will be close by." Dumbledore smiled kindly at him.
Sirius led Harry out of the office, his hand on his shoulder in a comforting way. When they stepped out into the main hallway, Sirius stopped.
"I gotta go help now, but I won't be far. If you need me just ask any of the professors, but I will be with you at meal times and see you before bed."
Harry put on his best "I'll-be-alright" expression and turned to leave.
"I'm proud of you, Harry." Sirius called after him.
He smiled and Harry beamed at him.
****
Renee had lost track of time. She was'nt sure how long she had been trapped in the dark. All she knew was that she was beyond starving, dehydrated from drinking too little water, cold, and weak. The only light she could see, was the light from her wand. It hung in mid air several feet in front of her, but if she tried to touch it, she would get severly burned. Renee already suspected that she had burn scars on her right hand, it still throbbed of pain as the third degree burn tried it's best to heal itself. Between the damp, cold conditions, no food, and little water, Renee was getting the begining of pneumonia.
Dispite all this, she was still determined to get out. Whenever she got an ounce of energy, she would stand from the wet floor and feel around the darkness.
"You know that's useless." Cracked an amused voice. Voldemort teased her at every opportunity he got, feeding off her fear and rage.
"I'm... smarter than... I seem to be." Renee managed to say, fighting the pain in her lungs with each raspy breath.
"Oh, I know that. But... you have yet to figure out how to escape." Voldemort hissed practically in her ear. He seemed to be following her closely now, although she could'nt see him. Only he could pass through the smooth, black walls without a trace.
Renee was worn out. Voldemort was milking what little energy she had to stand from her, and she collapsed hard on the floor. He laughed his merciless laugh.
"You better hope your Etam Luos shows soon, or I won't have to kill you. You'll be dead before he can lay eyes on you." The evil vibe she always felt with Voldemort's presence faded slowly away, telling her that he was gone. For now.
Renee was exhausted. Her throat was sore and everything ached. She must of been running a fever, for she was having severe cold and heat spells. However, she was determined to stay alive. To defeat Voldemort and prove she is powerful.
Another cold spell overcame her, and she shivered herself into a tight ball. Coughing, her lungs stabbing with pain with every breath, she closed her eyes. For the first time in a while, she drifted off to sleep.
Renee? Renee, can you hear me? Renee heard.
Harry? Harry, oh I'm here! I'm here Harry!
Renee, where are you? We can't find you. Do you know where you are?
I don't know. It's... so dark. Voldemort has me! Harry, you can't come for me... he'll kill you if you do. That's his plan. Send Professor Dumbledore!
I want to come find you!
No, Harry... he'll kill you!
Renee...
Harry? Harry, oh please don't go! Harry, please! Come back!
She could'nt hear him anymore. Still asleep, Renee broke down and sobbed.
****
"Renee!"
Harry had woken up, being asleep in the Gryffindor common room. He had managed to contact Renee, but he lost her. The reason being that Hedwig had landed on top of him, Keto at her side. Each with a letter.
"HEDWIG!" Harry bellowed, enraged that he had lost Renee. When Hedwig became enraged herself at being yelled at, Harry quickly apologized. Hedwig was still upset, but handed her leg out anyway for him to take the letter. Keto did the same.
The letter from Hedwig was from Ron, asking if the whole situation was true that he and every other magical kid in Britain had to come to Hogwarts early. He was scared, both for himself and for Harry and Renee. Ron and his siblings would be arriving with the others tomorrow. The other letter from Keto was from Hermione. She was scared silly and was asking him if he was alright. Hermione did'nt expect things to escalate as quickly as they did. However, her fear in the letter was shaken when she got an early letter saying that she was a Prefect for Gryffindor. She stated that she would have to stay strong for all of us and the whole school.
Harry put the letters down and rubbed his forehead. Since the day Renee was captured, a dull and distant pain plagued his scar. Whenever he focused on Renee, it would get stronger. Not only was Renee hurt, she was very ill. If she was'nt found soon, she would surely die without Voldemort casting a spell on her.
At dinner that evening, the Great Hall was filled with dozens of people. The professors were all there, Sirius, Lupin, and the other aurors. James Springs and his ASSWs, as well as two dozen more people Harry had never seen before.
Sirius spotted Harry and waved him over. He was sitting next to Lupin. As Harry sat down and Sirius started to pile food on his plate without question, Lupin leaned over.
"Well, any luck?"
Harry sighed, his chin falling to his chest.
"I heard her, I managed to ask her, and she heard me. But, she does'nt know where she is. Oh, Remus... Renee's very sick and Voldemort tortures her with curses. All she managed to say was that it was very dark and cold. She also said for me not to come get her, Voldemort's plan... as we suspected... is to kill me and eventually her. If I come, it means the death of both of us." Harry looked seriously at Lupin and Sirius. "But, I won't stand back and let her die. I'll find her myself if it's the last thing I do."
Lupin and Sirius exchanged concerned looks.
"Harry, we are doing our best. You are not to go looking for Renee yourself. Like she said, Voldemort will kill you... and he's more powerful now than the last time you met him." Sirius said.
Harry was about to argue, but Lupin interrupted.
"Do you see all those other people sitting here, Harry? The Australian Magical League and the remaining aurors from Ireland arrived today. All of them are on assignment to find Renee and Voldemort. The whole Ministry is over seeing everyone getting to Hogwarts safely tomorrow and every able wizard and witch will be out on the hunt as well. With this many people on the lookout, more than ever before, there is no doubt that we'll find her."
Harry still was'nt sure. He continued to eat without another word and left briskly afterward, leaving a helpless Sirius behind him. Harry reached the foot of the stairs when someone caught his eye.
Someone was standing in the shadows, almost hiding behind a suit of armor.
"Hello?" Harry muttered, uncertainly.
"Hello, Harry." Answered a female voice.
Harry moved closer to the figure in the shadows, and she stepped out. While he could'nt make out her face, Harry could see an American flag embroidered on her uniform robes.
"Miss Cane?"
"Please, Harry. You can just call me Hannah." The light shifted to her face, and the young woman who had reminded Harry that he could contact Renee was visible.
Harry nodded politely and Hannah laughed silently. Almost immediately, she turned serious.
"I know you have contacted Renee, and she does'nt know where she is."
Harry stared at her, shocked.
"How... how did you know?"
Hannah sighed.
"I care a lot for her, Harry. Renee is my cousin. How do I know that you contacted her? Well, I'm a telepath. I can read the thoughts and emotions of those who are unaware." She cocked her head in a studious way and smiled at Harry's continued speechless shock. "Who better to be my little cousin's Etam Luos than you, Harry. From what I can sense, you love her deeply, even more than you realize. Destiny has plans for both of you."
Harry was'nt sure what to say. The first thing to come out of his mouth was a question.
"If you're a telepath, and can read people's thoughts, why don't you try to hear Renee yourself? Or even see if you can read Voldemort's mind?"
Hannah shook her head sadly.
"My abilities don't reach that far. Even if they did, I could not break through Voldemort. He is too powerful and would notice if I tried."
She looked at him carefully, searching him for something.
"Renee's in pain, is'nt she? Really ill? I can feel it through you, for you feel her pain. Oh, I know you feel helpless. But there is always hope. Think of the chain you got for your birthday, it will help. Also, pain and suffering are'nt the only things that you can share with each other. Try to think of happy times together, that will help her." She straightened suddenly, looking off toward the Great Hall. "My cousin, James, is comming for me. I got to go,"
At that momment, the doors to the Great Hall swung open and James Springs walked out. He searched up and down the hallway until he spotted Hannah.
"Miss Cane?"
"Yes, sir. Mr. Springs?"
"You are needed," He looked at Harry, a faint smile comming across his face. "Hello, Harry. Uhh.."
Hannah shook her head. James noticed and the smile faded.
They turned to leave when Hannah stopped short.
"Mr. Springs? Timothy is comming, he brings bad news."
"What is it?"
"Here he comes now," Hannah turned towards the stair case. Someone was running down the stairs. Suddenly, Timothy appeared, out of breath. He came to rest by James, leaning on him for support as he caught some air.
"Pett... Pettigrew... Voldemort's servant... escaped... escaped jail last... night." He gasped. Dumbledore had suddenly appeared out of no where, half of the Great Hall comming out in his wake. His eyes were full of concern.
"How?" Asked Fletcher, comming to his side.
Timothy shook his head.
"The Dementors at Azkaban simply... simply let him go. I'm afraid Voldemort has regained power over them. The remaining Death Eaters were released as well... the Ministry was unable to stop them."
A lean looking man with red/blonde hair stepped forward, his robes an emerald green embroidered with the Irish flag.
"There is no time to lose," His Irish accent was heavy. "We must set out t'night!"
"Righ now, mate. No tell'n what havoc those monsters are sett'n 'round." Said one of the Australians.
James Springs nodded and looked to Dumbledore. His eyes were dull and weary, but he nodded as well. Instantly the men broke out.
"My people will take course A," James announced.
"We shall spread out at course B!" Called the head of the Australian Magical League.
"That leaves C to us," Muttered Fletcher, nodding to Cott, Figg, and Lupin.
"And my men will take the D course." The Irish leader said to him, passing him by.
The hall was emptied, leaving Dumbledore, Harry, and Sirius alone.
"I hope this works," Sirius muttered.
Dumbledore sighed.
"It has to."