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Pps. Sorry this chapter is a bit short.
Ppps. The behavior of one of the characters may seem a bit odd, but things will be a bit clearer in future chapters.
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Chapter 7
"NO! This is horrible!"
Harry heard Hermione's voice travel up to where he was getting out of the shower. Without waiting, he ran down the stairs with a pair of jeans, his wand and his wet hair dripping onto his bare upper body.
He ran into the kitchen and saw Hermione sitting at the table and looking over what seems to be the Prophet. He went to sit down next to her, " 'Mione?"
She pushed the paper towards him and wiped away some of her tears with the back of her hand. Harry looked down to the front page of the Prophet.
"Family Slaughtered and Shredded, by Nicholas Johston
The Thomas-family were attacked and killed last night by forces of He-who-must-not-be-named. It is believed that a werewolf was also involved.
Upon questioning the authorities, Madam Bones had the following to say,
"This is something done by somplete monsters. Those who are guilty of this have no remorse and will not be shown any kindness when they are found."
No further comments were given to the press, but there is one survivor. Dean Thomas, also a roommate of The Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter, was not at home during the attack.
See pages 3 and 5 for more..."
The photo showed some aurors walking around a yard and moving to and from ahouse that lay nestled between trees. The worse part was the green skull over the house...
" 'Mione..." Harry got out as he stood up briskly. Hermione got up and hugged him tightly. "It's aweful! Harry they were tortured and torn to pieces!" Hermione started. Harry oddly stood back, droppinh his arms to his sides.
Hermione looked up at him again. "Harry, this is not your fault! If you dare go into a funk about this I will kick your arse! Is that clear?"
Harry's hands were clenched at his sides. Biting his tongue he nodded and left the kitchen. Not a moment later Hermione followed him.
Dean Thomas' family was dead. He was the sole survivor of his family, since he visited his friend Seamus. Harry blaimed himself. His dormmate was targeted because he was a friend of Harry.
"HARRY! OPEN THIS DOOR!" Hermione was hitting against his room's door. After a few moments he unloked his door and let Hermione in.
"You know as well as I do that his family was targeted because of reasons not just including knowing you!" Hermione stood with her hands on her hips and glared at Harry.
Harry for his part just sat back on his bed and looked down at his hands. "You are right as usual, but still... I can't help but feel responsible for everything..."
Hermione sat down next to him and took one of his hands in her own and gave him a reassuring squeeze. "Harry... How 'bout you finish dressing and when Sirius comes over, we can ask to go see Dean?" Harry just nodded his head and squeezed her hand back.
Hermione got up to leave, " Mione? What if your parents or some of our other friends are next?" She put her hand under Harry's chin and forced him to look at her.
"We will think of something. And by darn we will hurt those who hurt us! Is that understood Potter?" Harry smirked and looked into Hermione's choclatey eyes, "Understood... Ma'm..." Hermione playfully hit Harry on his shoulder and left the room to give Harry some privacy.
On her way back downstairs to where her worried parents looked over the newspaper, she only just let her brain comprehend the fact that Harry's muscles did indeed look scrumptious. She put all such thoughts to the side when she felt her cheeks warm up, she can't possibly let her parents see her blush!
Andrea walked into Florish and Blotts intent on looking for the new book on Curses and Deadly Vines by U.L. Vermott when she felt a tingle in the air. This was not good. She stopped and looked around the Alley. Families were shopping with their younger kids, parents had weary looks on their faces though. In every shop wanted posters hung in the windows. Here and there you could clearly see aurors on look-out. But what caught her eye was some of the more shadey looking characters spilling out of Knockturn Alley in quite a hurry.
She pulled the hood of her cloak to cover her face and not just her hair and walked briskly towards the entrance of Knockturn Alley. She stepped out of the way to avoid an old witch making her way towards the Leaky Couldron's side. She noticed that some of the aurors were heading her way.
Looking into the dark Alley, she saw a small group of Death Eaters standing outside a shop. Their masks were clearly visible under their cloaks.
A bit of quick thinking and she was under an illiousion charm with a barrier ensuring no more people would enter Knockturn Alley. She felt the anti-apparaion wards that were put up and smiled to herself. Typical Death Eater move.
With her illiousion charn in place, she moved to directly infront of the shop the DE's were guarding. Inside was none other than Bellatrix Lestrange. She looked up to see what shop it was.
Cartlon's? Isn't that one of the apotchery's down here? She thought to herself as she moved closer. She couldn't enter the shop without alerting everybody of her pressence, but from her vantage point outside the shop, she saw a dark haired man, most probably the Snape-character she was warned about, standing in the shadows of the shop. A short dwarf-like wizard with one eye came out the back.
As she watched them threatening the dwarf, she listened to some snitchette's of conversation of the death eaters' around her.
"Stupid Bella, will get us killed or worse arrested," came from a man to her right. The one next to him gruffed and said something about keeping it down. A woman directly behind her let her opinion be heared, "Well they probably need the Frenkil leaves for the..." But before she could continue, Bella's voice could be heard from the inside, "CRUCIO!"
Andrea's eye twitched and she decided to rather back off for now and observe from a distance. Standing in the shadows next to a brothel, she saw a regal looking woman with blonde hair walk towards the shop where the death eaters were busy.
"Well well Mrs. Malfoy, long time no see..." She said to herself. Looking down to her watch she glanced back up to the entrance of the Alley. With a ruckus the death eaters disbanded, the wards fell and a chorus of 'pop's were heard. She let her own spell fade and watched as the aurors forces came running. She turned and disapparated herself. She needed more information on this, Voldemort must be desprate if he allows something like this to happen in broad daylight in public.
Sirius looked around to make sure he did not forget anything. He patted his trouser pocket to make sure his shrunken trunk was still there and then he left his room. He found Remus and Tonks waiting downstairs for him.
"Sirius you take forever! You are worse than me!" Tonks jokingly said to her cousin.
"Well Nymphadora, I unlike you, actually had some godfatherly issues that I needed to attend to before I see my godson!" Sirius smugly said. Before Tonks could reply, Remus interrupted, "So you have his birthday pressent?"
Sirius smiled, "But ofcourse Padfoot!" Marauders shared a smile and Tonks rolled her eyes.
"Let's get a move on already!" Tonks said shrinking her own trunk before accidentally knocking over a chair.
"Could you maybe for once not break down my house?" Sirius asked mockingly. Tonks just glared before she stomped out of the kitchen, closely followed by Remus who shook his head at the two cousins' antics.
Sirius said something that sounded remarkably like 'whipped' to his friend who rolled his eyes.
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