The rain always seemed to fall lately. Endlessly in unforgiving down pours that seemed to rip the ground apart with each drop, the way his life seemed to be has of late. He looked at it now, the rain. A year ago he would have never cast a second glance at it. Why should he? It was nothing more then weather, it never held anything special to him. That was when he had Sirius. When he was beyond a doubt certain that he wasn't alone anymore, and he would have a place in the world. He didn't now, all he had was the rain. The rain that stood for every feeling he ever had. Held in the sky for awhile with a bright chance of staying there... but once he put his heart in the clouds with that feeling them came crashing down to the earth.

His emerald eyes rolled up at the heavens, watching has the tainted purple clouds breezed over him lightly. He knew he should have been back in the house an hour ago, but the hell did the Dursley's care about his feelings? To him he were nothing more then a constant bother. Thinking of that, he smirked some and it was eerie to him how fast it had come to him. The way his lips curled with a cruel intent, he shook his head and pushed his hair from his face. It was longer now, he hadn't bothered giving it a trim for weeks now. It fell loose around his shoulders still in unruly mess..but he liked it. It reminded him of Sirius now has well of his father, and thats all he had now. Memories..

He sighed standing now yawning some and reaching his arms up to get the cramped muscles out. His feet touched the ground softly, he had brought some new shoes a week ago. It was kind of a change for him.. going shopping in a muggle store. But he had found the money laying on the table, Dudley's he was sure. Not that, that mattered to him, it wasn't like he was going to miss it. He sighed pushing his hair from his glasses again, and began to start walking the familair path of his uncles home. He began to consider different ways of getting out of it when he felt something. It wasn't just a random flash of the cold winds, it was as if he knew something was going to happen. On instict he reached for his wand stopping dead in his tracks. Just like everything else around him. He shivered some has he threw glances all around him, everything seemed to be stopped in mid action. The rain had stopped falling, a nearby car was frozen in its tracks of running a light. Even a bird chirping to his right was stopped in mid song. He cursed under his breath shaking his head some and looking up at the sky. He rolled his eyes some hearing a loud crack behind him, he knew he should have turned around instead of leaving his back open. But what was the point?

"You can't just leave me alone can you" He asked still facing the heavens, not clear who he was addressing just yet. Like it really mattered. Death eater, Order of the Phoenix. Frankly both parties were starting to work his last nerve. He left out a huff, running his fingers through his hair, even now the sky seemed so beautiful so uncannily clear to him.

"Mister Potter. My master wishes to have a word with you." Harry laughed some, they never came in person. Always made him come to them. If they really wished a word that bad they would have come to see him. He only shrugged and didn't respond to the man. "Now mister potter." The death eater insisted raising his wand to the boy's back.

"Shut up." Harry spoke looking level now, it happened again. He felt the snake curling up inside him. He could feel it twisting it was around his body into his soul, but it didn't have the same sickening wrench like last time. This time he welcomed it. "Last year... I was told that in order to do an unforgivable curse, you had to enjoy pain." He spoke clearly turning around to face the man. A grin over his face has his emerald eyes locked on the death eater.

"Thats correct potter. You do." The man spat at him. "But my orders are to bring you in unharmed. So come." He spat again his wand pointed lazily at the boy has though he wasn't even going to put up a resistance. Or even if he did he wouldn't be much trouble.

"Just making sure." Harry said grimily remembering everything that had ever happened to him. Every single bad memory he had ever had, all of which caused by death eaters. He would enjoy it, the same way they enjoyed taking those he ever cared about away from him. "CRUICO" He screamed watching the spell catch the death eater off his guard. The man didn't fly back with brief seconds of pain had Bellatrix did last year, instead he fell to his needs screaming at the top of his lungs. And Harry only watched with a sick joy at the way his body spasmed and squirmed under his wand point. He smirked moving his wand tip from the man walking over to him kicking his wand from his hand. "I bet that hurt." He said leaning in front of the man pulling his mask off, the man was young. Probablly no older then twenty by his guess not it mattered. He tilted his head grinning, he wanted him to suffer the same has he had the past five years.

"I'll meet with him, but I doubt you'll be around to see it." He said removing the portkey from his robes, a pure silver fork. He wasn't too worried knowing it would take a count to three to active the portkey. With one last look at the man he grinned slamming his right fist into the man's jaw watching him crumble and lay motionless. He stood now looking around watching the spell cancel itself out and everything continue on its motions. He turned his eyes on the still chirping bird and smiled easily to himself though he stopped again hearing loud cracks around him one after another. "One." He muttered under his breath quickly." Two."

"Harry are you..." Remus spoke quickly his wand out and ready. His eyes flashed down to the knocked out death eater to Harry, a grimace on his face. "Harry... did he cast the torture spell on you?' He said with an acid tone nodding to Tonks who began casting spells on the man, checking him for another hidden wand. She nodded again to remus to signal he was cleared has she snapped his wand in two.

"No Remus. I cast it on him." He replied turning his eyes back on him watching the horrid expression on his face and laughing. "Three." He shouted feeling the familiar tug behind his navel has he was jerked into the unknown. With only the orders screams carring after him.