"Come on Harry, Ron!" Hermione called out the hapless Boy-Who- Lived and their red haired best friend.
"Where are we Hermione?" Harry asked her as fast as he could.
"We are… we are in New York City actually, in America. Try and act normal. I came here once with my mum and dad when I was little. Do you think everyone at the wedding is okay?" Harry moaned and sank to the ground.
"Damn it Voldemort! Ginny, I left Ginny there. I tried to get to her but Lupin told me to run! I don't give a DAMN about my safety, I'm worried about Ginny." Harry cried out, showing the other two how much he really cared about her.
"Harry she will be okay. They'll look after her while we are gone. It's okay!"
After that the trio went into a grimy, little café and sat down at a table. The waitress didn't look up as they walked in, she was too busy picking at the cuticles of her fingernails and chatting on her cell phone. The three were talking when suddenly two men came in and walked up to the counter.
All the lights went out; the only light left was when Ron muttered "Lumos."
Suddenly then heard in a booming voice one of the men say "Subdomo!" A rapid orange beam of light flashed from their… wand. Death Eaters, Harry was sure of it.
Then the men turned to the trio and both boomed "Retro temporibus!" A flash out light came and then everything went dark.