When Harry arrived, he quickly tackled the wolf boy standing there. Takuya Kanbara, though not made of flame, was changed by the Trials, like Harry gaining lupine looks and abilities. The two wandered the park and caught up. While they were together, they found they were able to relive each other's memories as their own. As the day dragged on, their search for news proved to fail. However, neither boy was down as they noticed Dudley chatting with his friends.
Although Dudley Dursley had grown up a cruel boy, last year he became entwined in the wizarding world by finding Harry's school while on the run. Before he could return to his school or parents, Dudley had been dragged back to the dojo. The diet of a student of martial arts was not what Dudley normally ate and so he became skinnier. The constant training quickly gave him a leaner appearance as well as a kinder outlook on life. However, Dudley continued to hang out with his old gang as to keep up a pretense.
Grinning, Harry and Takuya walked over to the circle. Harry quickly dropped the human illusion and smiled at Dudley. When Dudley noticed, he put on a scared face and began to stutter, "Th-th-there's something b-b-b-bad b-b-b-behind y-y-y-you." Slowly, his friends turned. Seeing the wolf-boys with their claws out, the group of three fled, screaming. Once they were gone; Dudley, Harry, and Takuya high-fived and burst out laughing.
"Oh we got them good. But, we should head back." Harry said.
"No news?" Dudley asked.
"No. I know it's good that no one has gotten hurt but I am kind of worried."
Together, the three headed back to Privet Drive. However it was not to be. When they entered a tunnel underneath a local bridge, Harry and Takuya froze. Over the time, Dudley had come to understand the boys' instincts and thus got behind the two. As he did so, he felt a strange fear coursing through him. Takuya looked at Harry and then nodded, stepping into the shadows.
"What's going on?"
"Dementors."
"Dementors?"
"They guard our prison by feeding off our fear. Being near them sucks the happiness from you."
In front, Harry raised his right arm, materializing his wand. When he died three years ago, he was buried with several items. Those items, including his wand were able to be summoned at will. Harry then pointed the stick of holly and waited. Shortly after, strange cloaked figures appeared.
"Now what's happening?"
"They've appeared."
"But I can't."
"Because you aren't like us."
Harry waved a hand to keep the other two back and Dudley gasped. The hand seemed to turn clear in the center, showing Dudley the Dementors. Harry then dropped the arm and Dudley could no longer see them. Then, the fire-wolf summoned and flipped down his goggles, a funeral gift from Takuya. Finally, he raised his wand and shouted out an incantation. "Expecto patronum!"
This, Dudley could see as a silver stag. Harry waved the stag on and Dudley watched it hit something in the air once twice until finally it petered out. Exhausted, Harry sank down on his knees. However, he was back on his feet when a voice rang out, "What are you doing? They may come back!" At this, Harry jumped up and spun around, sword drawn. He lowered it only when he saw who it was. On Dudley's birthday every year, Harry had been watched over by his cat loving neighbor, Mrs. Figg. Amazingly, the old woman was standing there, hands on her hips. When he registered this fact, Harry sheathed his sword.
"Where is your wand? They may come back!"
"I doubt it."
"You what?"
"I may look human but…"
"Draw your wand boy."
"Draw yours."
"I."
"If they come back I will sense them and my wand will be out in the time it takes for me to raise my hand."
With that; Harry, Takuya, and Dudley ran home. Takuya and Harry had their hands on the hilts of their swords, ready for anything. Luckily, nothing happened and the three made it to the house. When Vernon opened the door, Dudley was pale with the fear he had been reigning in and the other two had their swords in a death grip. Before Vernon could begin to yell, Harry spoke. "Th-th-the Dementors. Aunt Petunia, the Dementors attacked."
"What?"
"Dementors. They-they guard the prison."
"Wait, those Dementors? Why?"
"Me. Luckily, I can fight them. Patronus charm."
"Dudley?"
"He-he did. I-I saw it. That hand and the terror. He-he summoned a deer or-or something. I-it chased it away."
Before anyone could say anything more, an owl flew in and dropped a letter. Harry grabbed it and read it. "The- I mean they are coming to destroy my wand."
Another owl flew in and this letter was caught by Takuya. "This is from Mr. Weasley. He says Dumbledore has gone to the ministry and orders you not to give up your wand."
"Like that's going to happen."
At last, everyone with the exception of Vernon was calmed down. However, another owl shattered that peace. Dudley was stretching when yet another owl dropped a letter in his hand. "Ok, let's see.
"Dear Mr. Potter,
Further to our letter of approximately twenty two minutes ago… has it been that long? The Ministry of Magic has revised its decision to destroy your wand forthwith. You may retain your wand until your disciplinary hearing on 12th August, at which time an official decision will be taken.
Following discussions with the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the Ministry has agreed that the question of your expulsion will also be decided at that time. You should therefore consider yourself suspended from school pending further inquiries. It's signed by a Malfalda Hopkirk."
Vernon had gone beet red and then yelled that he didn't want anything more to do with these owls when another letter appeared in his lap. This he passed to the closest person, his wife.
"Arthur's just told us what's happened. Don't leave the house again, whatever you do."
"Who sent it Aunt Petunia?
"I don't know. Oh, another owl?"
Petunia grabbed it and then read it over. "Takuya, you are also on trial for using the Patronus Charm in the presence of a muggle. Your hearing is on the same day."
Finally, a final letter appeared. Unlike the others, Harry and Takuya backed up from it. Seeing the boys looking so scared, Dudley eyeballed the letter. "Is that?"
"Yeah. Aunt Petunia, you may want to open it."
"Leave."
"There's no point. Dudley, cover your ears."
"Dad, you too. That's called a Howler."
With a sigh, Petunia slit the letter and the group of five jumped as it yelled, "Remember my last, Petunia."
A.N. Sorry for the wait but I got distracted. As I mentioned, I will be bringing Zanpakto like weapons on board. You may be pleased to know that I have Suzie's thought out. It'll be a bow. Anyways, now that we're done with the official crap I can go a little quicker.
