A Harry Potter Fan fiction

I don't own Harry Potter

-Privilege To Be Scared–

I release Ron as soon as we hit ground and look around to try and guess where we were. Okay where are we? I didn't know but we did stick out, at least the guys did in their robes, although I didn't care about sticking out at the moment. I was too worried about everyone who was at the Burrow. Were they okay? Did they need help? Did anyone get hurt?

"I hope everyone is okay." I mumble as we walked. We just left, we didn't even stay to help or anything, just abandoned everyone. Just like that. Some friends we were. I felt really bad. It wasn't the first time I left someone behind. Or the second, and with the way things were going so far...it wouldn't be the last.

"Where are we?" Ron asks.

"Tottenham Court Yard." Mione pants. "We need to find someplace to get you changed." We walk faster looking for a private place to change.

"Mi, we haven't gotten anything to change into." Ron says.

"I don't even have my cloak." Harry says. I could have sworn I told them about the clothes in my mp3. They must have forgotten about that. Even if I did forget it, I would have been able to pop them something. They must have more pressing matters on their minds to remember stuff like that.

"It's okay. I've got them." She leads us down a side street into an alley. Then she reaches into her clutch and starts to pull out their things and hands them the clothes to change into. What would they do without her? After that they hand her their robes and she puts them into her bag. "Now Harry under the cloak." Harry throws the cloak over himself and becomes invisible.

"Alright we should get going." I say and we start walking again. It was when we passed by this group of drunk men who wolf-whistles at us, is when I got really pissed. "Why don't you shove off!" I growl at them.

"Why don't you shut your pretty mouth and come over here with your girlie friend and have a pint with us." One of the braver one of them says.

"Why don't you come and shut if for me?" I taunt and as I was about to cross the road to kick their asses an invisible Harry grabs my arm to stop me. I try to pull my arm away, they were asking for it, but his grip on my arm only tightens.

"Come on Noel, look there's a café." Mione says. I wave my free hand in the direction of the men, and after a flash of light their clothes turn into women's lingerie. "NOEL!" Mione looks away as they try to cover themselves up wondering what the heck happened.

"Now I'm done. Let's go." I smirk as we enter the café, which was empty. "So where are we supposed to go now? We can't exactly stay here all night can we."

"You know we aren't far from the Leaky Cauldron." Ron says as we climb into a booth.

"Ron we can't." Mione says at once.

"Mione's right Ron, with how the Ministry is right now and with Voldemort really wanting to get his hands on Harry no offense Harry, we shouldn't be going into places that are easily accessible." I say tapping my foot on the ground impatiently as the waitress walks over and takes Mione's order of the three cappuccinos. When she leaves two burly men enter the café in the booth next to us, and my pocket starts to vibrate. There's only one reason that would happen. "We have to go." I whisper. "And we have to go now."

"Why? We just got here?" Ron asks not bothering to lower his voice.

"Those men aren't muggles. They're Death Eaters." Mione gasps fumbling for her wand when I feel Harry stand up beside me.

"STUPEFY!" He shouts throwing off his cloak hitting one of the men.

"EXPULSO!" The second Death Eater shouts hitting the table behind us, and it explodes. Wood and dust flies everywhere. I get out of the booth.

"STUPEFY!" I shout taking a step forward, tripping on a piece of wood, and hitting the waitress as she made a dash to the door.

"PETRIFICUS TOTALUS." Mione screams hitting the second Death Eater who falls forward. "How did they find us?" She asks shakily.

"Dunno." I breathe out, straightening my self. "But that was pretty fast of them finding us, and it's only a matter of time till there are more of them."

"What are we going to do then?"

"Lock the door and turn out the lights." Harry says. Mione locks the door while Ron uses the Deluminator to turn off the lights.

"What now? Are we going to off them?" Ron asks and I hear Mione shudder. "What? They were about to off us? It's only fair."

"We shouldn't sink to their level Ron." I say shaking my head in the darkness. "And you shouldn't kill people if you don't have to."

"Then what are we going to do?" Ron asks.

"We're going to wipe their memories." Harry says.

"Great idea. I know how." I say. "Don't ask I just do." I walk over to the waitress and start on her. "Obliviate."

"I could help too." Mione says and she goes to one of the Death Eaters.

"We'll take care of the café." Harry says and he and Ron take care of cleaning up the mess while I shuffle over to the second Death Eater.

"So where to?" I ask as I finish.

"Grimmauld Place." Harry says.

"We can't go there because Snape could easily get in." Mione says.

"Ron's dad said they put up jinxes against him." Harry says.

"I agree with Harry. Besides we can take him." I say. "And we don't have all night looking for another place. At the moment. Grimmauld Place is all we have."

"Right and it's easier to handle Snape than a bunch of Death Eaters if we go anywhere else." Mione gives in after that. So we set right everything, reversing the stunning spells, and apparate away. Once there we run to the door, Harry taps it with his wand, the door swings open and we go in.

"Look." Mione points at the umbrella stand which was lying on the floor.

"It could have been the Order." Ron says.

"Are we going to just stand here all night or are we going in?" I ask loudly. "Or do you want to sleep here in the hallway?"

"Severus Snape." A voice says sounding like Moody but Moody was dead. Suddenly my tongue rolled back into my mouth making me gag.

"That's the T-tongue Tying Curse." Mione says. Harry steps forward and a figure appears out of no where. Unbelievable, the dead are coming back to like as zombies I think because coming toward Harry was Dumbledore. But that was impossible, he was entombed at Hogwarts and quite dead the last time I checked.

"We didn't kill you!" Harry shouts. The figure explodes and everything turns back to normal. Mione checks for anymore surprises before we go upstairs together when Harry cries out in pain.

"Harry are you okay?" I ask concerned coming toward him.

"What did you see?" Ron asks.

"I'm fine. He's just angry." Harry says.

"Do you need help with the pain or something? I could help if you want." I ask and he shakes his head. "Come on don't be a baby, just let me-" I reach for him, and try to put my palm to his forehead. He tries to back away, only to back into a table. "Let me help you." I insist.

"I'm fine. Bathroom." Harry says pushing my hand away and leaves. I let him go off alone to find a comfortable spot to sit, fiddling with my mp3. I never had much experience with cursed scars but I still could have helped heal some of the pain.

"What are you doing?" Mione asks.

"Fiddling to keep myself busy before I go take a bath." I say before looking up at her. She looked pale and scared. "Are you okay?"

"I'm just shaken up. You?"

"Peachy." I shrug.

"How can you be so calm? We escaped two attacks in one night."

"I don't know…stuff like attacks don't bother me anymore. Plus as long as we're together everything is okay and I don't need to worry." That sounded a bit weird coming out of my mouth, but I meant it.

"What do you mean by 'Stuff like attacks' and 'Don't need to worry'? Of course you need to worry. Stuff like this could get you killed and yet you sit there fiddling with your mp3 and brush it off as nothing."

"I didn't mean it like that." I say frowning. "I meant like maybe I was in shock at first but then after it sunk in that we were being attacked I realized I don't have the privilege to be scared because I just don't." I say. "I will admit that I am worried about the people who were there during the attack." I turn back to my mp3 finding pajamas and bath products. "Okay bath time." I find me a spare bathroom and soak. That seemed pompous of me. You're scared Mione, I'm not. Stupid. You should have said 'I'm a little scared and it's okay to be scared. Everyone gets scared.' Idiot. You don't have to make her feel bad for being a bit scared. After soaking and night routine, I return to find them already in their sleeping bags, and I crawl into the one left over. There was movement and I sense Harry rolling over. "Hey."

"Hi." He says.

"I thought you were asleep."

"I thought I was too."

"Are they asleep?" I ask.

"Yeah, earlier they were arguing because Ron wanted Mi to sleep on the cushions and she didn't want to. In the end Ron got her to sleep on the cushions."

"But why sleep on cushions and sleeping bags when I have nice comfortable beds on my mp3." I smirk at him. "You guys forgot again didn't you?"

"I'll remind them of that tomorrow then. That means well have four beds here tomorrow night. Do you think they'll fit?"

"I don't thing four beds will fit in here." I say.

"We could always share. We're friends here." Harry says making me snort. "What?"

"You just want to share a bed with Mione and me."

"Brothers share beds with their sisters."

"Little kids share their beds, we're practically adults." I point out. "Even family."

"You're right." We lay in silence for a few minutes. "Hey speaking of sleep I wanted to ask about what you said."

"I say a lot of things." I say rolling onto my back to stare at the ceiling.

"It was what you said about this summer and not being able to sleep much."

"Oh…you want to know that now? Seriously?" How did he remember that and not my clothes or beds on my mp3?

"I was curious so I thought I'd ask you to tell me about it unless you don't want to tell me. I thought now would be a fine time."

"Fine." I say reluctantly. "I kept dreaming about the night my mom was killed. Snape came making me feel protected and then he killed me. I kept waking up after that and I couldn't go to sleep so I worked." A hand, Harry's hand, reached out and touched my shoulder in comfort. "I don't understand why he would kill Dumbledore Harry."

"I don't either. I'm sorry I asked."

"Yeah okay. Now go to bed." I brush off his hand. Now that I remembered about the dreams, I'll probably dream of it tonight. Thanks a lot Harry. If I wake up from my dream tonight I'm waking you up with me!

Nagare