Chapter Two
1997
Harry woke up with a start. He didn't really know what he'd just seen. He knew it was his mother, but, although he felt a strange familiarity with the small bundle in his mother's arms, he couldn't remember who it was.
He didn't notice that he'd been daydreaming until a red cushion came flying into the side of his head, knocking his glasses onto the rug. He looked up to the source of the throw and saw his two best friends, one standing there with a small grin on his face and the other standing behind him, hands on hips and shaking her head.
"How long have you been standing there?" asked Harry.
"About ten minutes, you went off into a right daydream" commented the red-headed young man, before yelping in pain after recieving a sharp dig in the ribs from the brown-haired young woman who'd moved forward to join him. The woman bended down towards Harry, as he sat on the floor.
"Harry? Are you alright?"
"I've told you already, 'Mione, I'm fine."
"Did you let him in again?"
"No! It was just a dream, a memory thing."
"What do you mean 'a memory thing'?"
"I saw my mother. I...never mind, it's not important. What was that?"
Silence fell inside the tent. Then, a branch snapped. Harry, Ron and Hermione jumped up, dismantled their tent magically, shoved it into Hermione's bag and ran. They ran undisturbed for a while, but just as they stopped, a band of men ran out towards them, triggering their continued escapade.
"Snatchers!" shouted Ron, as loud as he could without running out of breath. The three, realising this was the only action they could take, started shooting spells at the Snatchers.
"Stupefy!" screamed Hermione, pointing her wand at a group of Snatchers and flooring five of them. "Run!"
They continued to run as fast as they could, until the reached a dead end, at which point Hermione pointed her wand at Harry's face and muttered an incoherable spell. By the time the Snatchers caught up with them, Harry's face had swollen up to a point where he was almost unrecognisable.
"At least we caught someone, eh, Dave?" commented one Snatcher, cruelly. "The mistress will be chuffed with these three."
With that, he grabbed Hermione, lifting her off her feet as she screamed and faught back, then motioned for the others to capture Harry and Ron. The Snatchers then turned and said "Malfoy Manor"
They immediately Disapparated, the captives wondering what would be in store for them next.
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