Something
has gone wrong
The
next morning Fred, Gorge, Ron, Percy and Hermione woke up early ready for their
training. MacGonagall would start the classes of easy transfiguration to help
with the Death Eaters. Then after lunch Lupin would show them how fight
Dementors and a few hexes that where bound to come in handy to get the Death
Eaters. Latter in the day Sirius would
show them some ways defend themselves. And finally Dumbledore would teach them
a few ways of getting around with out being seen.
MacGonagall
showed them ways to transfigurate regular things like branches and stones into
distractions. Hermione did great at her first try. Percy did even better
because he had already done it. Fred however kept getting burned when his
branch blew up. At the end of the class everyone had it down well enough.
Lupin's class was a lot more dangerous.
He showed them spells to make their opponent slow down. Other to put them in
different restraints to keep them from using there magic. Some that made there opponent blind. By the
end of there class they felt exhausted but they still had two more classes to
go.
Sirius
class was so different. You could tell he had not been a teacher; every time
they would mess up he would look disappointed. Made them feel like they were failing
Harry. They did their best and by the end of the class Sirius was actually very
proud of them. They had learned how to put an invisible shield round them and
how to block curses.
Dumbledore's
class was very interesting. All of them where on there best behavior and tried
to learn everything he said. He taught the to become invisible but this only
lasted minutes jut enough time to get out or get in. Dumbledore's eyes would twinkle
when they had done a good job and he had a comforting smile when they did not.
At
dinner that night they where talking when Dumbledore stood and talked "I am
very proud of everyone in this room. We have worked together and helped each
other out. We have all learned from one an other, I want to thank all of you."
He sat back down and Sirius rouse.
Sirius
looked down and then looked at everyone in the room you could tell that he was
not very good a speaking in public. "I also wanted to…to thank you. We are all
that Harry has to help him. I know that some people here have known Harry
longer but…." A crow flying through on of the open widows interrupted him.
His
eyes where red and he was caring a latter. He flew to where Sirius was sitting.
Sirius quickly read the untied it and read it to himself first.
Sirius,
I
would have thought you would have loved your dear godchild more. You let me take him. It was so easy and fun.
He will die in a few days. He will die crazy; the Dementors are working on him
as we speak. It is quite amusing seeing the effect they have on him. I think he
is enjoying the torture room quite a bit really he no longer screams in pain.
Hi will die and the last thing he will hear is his mom cries before she died.
And you can do nothing for him. How does that feel?
Voldemort
Sirius looked at everyone with a haunted
look. It was a mix of complete sadness and worry.
"What does it say Sirius?" Dumbledore
asked gently.
Sirius handed him the letter. His hand
was shaking like mad. Dumbledore read it out loud for everyone to hear. Ron
turned a pale green. Hermione cried silently and so did Ginny. Mr. Weasley
hugged Mrs. Weasley. Lupin went and
hugged Sirius who looked worse than any of them.
Dumbledore look worried they had never
seen him like that before. He said "Look I know this letter, well this letter
tells us that he is still alive that is a very good sign." He did not look at
the crowd he looked at the floor more like trying to convince him self instead
of the crowd.
Back
in Voldemort's castle
Harry
was sitting in his dark moldy cell. Everything was becoming more than he could
bear. With the Dementors passing every half-hour he was becoming very week and
depressed. He would not only hear his mothers and fathers final moments over
and over he would now see and imagine things. He would picture Sirius lying on
the floor surrounded by Dementors. Hermione and Ron being murdered by
Voldemort. Lupin and the rest of his teacher mad at him for being responsible
for so many deaths. He would constantly picture what happened in the third task
and could not help but blame himself. He would constantly wonder why Dumbledore
owed hi life to his family. The worst by far was seeing Dumbledore dead and
everyone in the magical world blaming him.
He
could not help but think these things they would just pop in his head. He soon
feared he would not see the point in living anymore. He tried with all his last
remaining strength to think of all the happy moments. Finding his godfather was
innocent. Having two great friends and the list goes on. The problem was
everything he thought had a bad side that the Dementors brought out. He would
think in how much risk he would bring his friends if he ever saw them again.
The torture room was no better
Slowly
he was losing hope and Voldemort was not making things any better. No one would
really expect his to. He would constantly pass by and mock him. He would blame
him for the death that he would soon commit. But that was not what was hurting
Harry. Harry had constant dreams about different plots to kill people. He could
not help but wonder if he dreamed what Voldemort was thinking.
Voldemort
was killing Harry in the most awful way that existed. By taking away his hope
and desire to live.
At
Hogwarts:
To
everybody's surprise the note that Sirius had received did not put him down but
make him more eager to find and help Harry.
One
night as Ron and Hermione where taking a walk (they found they had trouble
sleeping these days) they found Sirius sitting at the edge of the lake. He had his knees on his chest and his head
leaning on them. The slowly walked up to him wondering what he was doing.
Sirius turned and talked to them. The look in his face resembled the one he had
when they first met him. Scary.
"Can't
sleep either?" He asked them.
They
nodded no. Ron spoke shortly after sitting down next to Sirius "We are too
worried to sleep. Do you think Harry is okay?"
Sirius
looked at the floor and Hermione sat down too. "I really hope so," he said with
a shaky voice "I can not believe I let this happen I failed him as a godfather
I was suppose to take care of him" Hi voice was monotonous.
"Sirius
you can not blame yourself taking care of Harry is a big job. I mean everyone
other wants to kill him or shake his hand. I am sure he would be disappointed
if he saw you this way" Hermione said never looking at Sirius but looking at
the floor.
"She
is right. I mean if we have no hope how can we expect Harry to have any? Right?
Ron said trying to make himself believe his own words.
"I
know. I am just worried that is all. You all should be in bed we have a long
day tomorrow. We need to get him sometime tomorrow or the day after school
starts in a week and will complicate things if he is not out by then." Sirius
said.
"Goodnight
Sirius" and with that Hermione and Ron left and headed to bed.
At
the same time as all of this Dumbledore and Lupin where talking in Dumbledore's
office.
"Dumbledore,
do you think we will be able to pull this off? Lupin was asking him.
"I
sure hope so. Killing Voldemort will be a though job, but I more worried that
there might not much of Harry left to rescue" Dumbledore said with a hit of
sadness in his voice.
They continued their conversation until an
owl flew in with a copy of the Daily Prophet.
Massive Mungle Killing
The
have been a lot of riots in the Mungle world. Many killings have been reported
and none apparently explainable to the Mungle community.
To
the Magic world it is the killing are quite explainable. All the victims where
killed by the unspeakable curses.
Fudge
is now considering taking measures to ensure that none of this will repeat it
self. But for now the responsible for this gruesome act is unknown.
"Do
you think this is the work of Voldemort and he fellow Death Eaters?" Lupin
asked Dumbledore.
"I
am sure of it Lupin. I just wonder how long it will take Fudge to notice it. I
will be heading to bed soon if we plan to go tomorrow I and the rest of us will
need all the sleep we can get. Goodnight" Lupin left the office and headed to
bed tomorrow would be a long day.
In
the guest room in Hogwarts where Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley where sleeping
you could hear voices.
"Arthur do you think everything is
going to go well tomorrow I am worried." Molly told her husband
I really hope so. We will need to work
together but I think it might work out." He said all of this in an
inconvincible way as if he was not really sure he was right.
In the Dorm all of the Weasley boys
Ginny and Hermione where vary quite. Even Fred and Gorge had failed to cheer up
this crowd. In one corner were Bill and Charlie practicing come spells. Fred
was having a game of chess with Ron. Hermione was apparently reading but her
eyes did not move. Ginny was curled up in a corner talking to Gorge of nothing
really. Percy seemed beyond words he just sat and stared.