Chapter Seven

Harry let out a horrified gasp as he saw them. Shrouded in red cloaks with their hoods slightly back so you could see their fangs dripping with blood. Harry looked to the side and saw the limp body of an unfortunate ten year old at the side. They had already begun the blood shedding. They were Vampires….

Harry whipped out his wand and turned to run back down the way he came from to block off the pathway. He saw that people had already cleared out of the area except those on the rides who were watching frightfully as Harry prepared himself for a battle.

He felt his breathing fasten as he gazed around the park looking at his battlefield. As long as there were no people around near them, he could probably take on the vampires. He let out a startled scream as the vampire lunged at him unexpectedly.

"EXPELLIARMUS!" He screamed hitting it in the chest. He watched as he blasted back and heard his head crack against the metal pole of the Ferris wheel.

Harry stepped forward attacked his new victims. "TARANTALLEGRA!" a jet of silver light hit the three vampires that were approaching him and cause them to lose their balance and lose strength in their legs.

Turning from the disabled creatures he winced at the sight of the half dozen left. He knew he couldn't take them all on, without getting permanently injured. He had to think of another way. Harry strained his brain making sure to continue disarming the vampires to stall for time.

He shut his eyes and held out his wand to conjure the one spell he knew he promised never to do. "SEC-." He stopped as he blink vaguely and saw that there was no need to.

The vampires were enveloped in a bubble like shield. It surrounded them like an invisible prison. Startled Harry staggered back, but he knew he had to get help to capture them. He didn't know where this abnormal shield came from, but he wasn't sure how long it'd last.

Running down the path to the exit he pondered over the bubble shield. Just as he was about to turn the abandoned corner a gray creature ambushed him.

"Aaaargh!" He yelped as he struggled to back the other way. Yet, he glanced to this right to see the great large growling creatures surrounded him. Waiting for him to make his move to tear him limb from limb, to make him one of them. They were werewolves.

Harry held out his wand unsurely but before he could move one of the werewolves howled in pain and agony. He marveled at the sight of the werewolf, it had caught on fire itself. He could see the skin blackening and tearing from its bones. Just as Harry stirred to attack the next werewolf, three other cries of pain shot out.

Harry backed away with hand near his face to shield it from the fire. More cries were heard as the fire rose. It smell like burned fur. Harry glanced up disgustedly at the exit a few meters away. He sprinted down past it and skidded into the parking lot. He spotted the new blue van Uncle Vernon had purchased. The car drove up to him and the side door was thrown wildly open and a large massive hand grabbed the front of his shirt pulling him in.

Harry looked around in the car at the nervous expressions on the Dursleys' faces. Harry put his head back and stopped to catch his breath. Dudley watched him earnestly. He noticed uncle Vernon was driving twice as fast as he normally did.

"What were they?" Uncle Vernon questioned solemnly.

"Vampires…. and werewolves." Harry replied in short breaths.

"What were they doing here? Were they….. Do they know you're here?" Aunt Petunia asked anxiously.

"I'm not sure… for both of your questions. I'll have to contact Mr. Weasley or some one who can answer these questions and help the others in the amusement park." Harry stated.

Uncle Vernon nodded and pressed the pedal harder to gain speed. Dudley whimpered in the back. What was going on? Where did these insane powers come from? Questions were spinning in Harry's head.

When the reached Privet Four Drive, Harry nearly jumped out the door and dashed to the front porch surprisingly finding the door open. He creaked it ajar slowly and saw the back of a stern man with faded red hair.

"Mr. Weasley!" Harry yelped astonishingly.

"Harry!" Mr. Weasley exclaimed, glad to see Harry again.

"Mr. Weasley, the parks… there are…vampires, werewolves… you-." Mr. Weasley who nodded gravely cut him off.

"I know. I'm heading there now. We have to get you out of here immediately. I trust you can use this portkey." He pointed to the oddly colored box.

Harry nodded and reached over to touch it but was stopped as he heard his name.

"Harry!" Aunt Petunia called rushing towards Harry. She looked him the eyes. "Harry I'm sorry it had to turn out this way. If you ever need anything…. I'll always be ready."

Harry looked at Mr. Weasley who had an equally surprised expression. "Er… Harry the portkey."

Harry moved to touch it again but Aunt Petunia interfered again. "Harry.." she said in almost a whisper. "If you ever find out the truth I'm sorry. I wish I could've told you…but… just please, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.." She turned away with tears in her eyes.

Harry still confused saw only the hurt look in her eyes before he vanished with the portkey….

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