Okay, I'm taking a leap here, but basically they meet up the bad guys and they have a rumble.
Hermione gave an outburst of fright covering her mouth to the response of Ginny's piercing shriek. She saw the limp body of the masked Death Eater fall gracelessly over the icy cliff. Harry followed suit, scrambling furiously to catch hold of the rocks. The Death Eater blocking Hermione's path raised his wand quickly.
"Foolish, Potter. It looks as if you fought your last battle. CRUCIO!"
"NO!" Ginny screamed. She couldn't reach him in time. The spell hit, and with an outcry of pain, Harry lost his grip. It was as if she was watching it in slow motion. Hermione saw him disappear over the ledge, and never come back.
"Who wishes to join him?"
Hermione recognized him as Lucius Malfoy, but how had he escaped Azkaban?
Ginny screeched in rage, "MURDERER!"
"No, Gin, stop!" Hermione shouted, but no one had time to move. A bright light suddenly burst from the dense forest and toppled Malfoy on his back. He didn't move again. Two figures came forward and halted before them.
"Ron, Lupin!"
Remus rushed forward with panic etched in every crease of his face. Both girls could discern that both he and Ron were recovering from an attack. Their robes were torn and burned.
"Are you two all right?"
Ron interrupted, "Where did Harry go?"
Ginny wailed loudly and wept, "He was pushed off the cliff!"
The faces of the two men paled extravagantly. Remus wasted no time. "Ron, take Ginny and Appearate to the shore. All of you go."
"What are you going to do?" Ron asked quickly.
"To find Harry. Now go!"
The water appeared calm from below, yet hard clusters of ice still lined the ground. Ginny shivered from the cold and wiped her frozen face. Lupin was still out there…looking for any sign of Harry. They could see him bobbing the surface empty handed. Ron trembled in cold and fear. What was taking so long?
Hermione sat worriedly at the snow and dirt crusted on the ground since her eyes could no longer gaze at anything else.
Suddenly, a frantic shout echoed from the water where Lupin was swimming quickly with a body in his arms. At once, Ron hoisted Harry from the lake and set him down on his back. He coughed up more water and moaned.
"Harry, are you all right? Talk to me now." His voice was calm, and all Ginny wanted to do was yell at him. How could he have so little emotion? How could he be all right?
Harry's eyes tried hard to remain open as he replied in short gasps, "I think so."
"Good. We'll head deeper into the forest until nightfall. We'll camp and move on in the morning, depending on the weather."
Ron said, "We have to move him. He can't walk now. And we have to dry his clothes."
Lupin used his wand and levitated a stretcher in which Harry groggily collapsed into. He raised his wand and wordlessly used a charm to rid his clothes of icy water. In silence, they continued without another word.
It was nearing darkness now and Hermione blindly followed the path of Harry's sleeping form. Ron, like Remus, was tense at every sound, and with wands at hand they led the expedition alert and ready. Harry's complexion failed to differ as the night grew longer. No color illuminated his face, and the blue tinge on his lips remained. Why did it have to still be so cold?
They came to a slow stop where Remus scanned the area quickly. "We stay here tonight. I will leave periodically to check the area. Harry needs to be taken care of."
Hermione brushed past Ron and turned her attention to Ginny, who was dabbing Harry's forehead. "He's not doing well," she whispered. "I think he's ill."
Hermione had noticed. He was suppressing coughs and sweat was glittering on his skin. If she got any closer she could hear his chest rasp.
"Ginny, come with me. We are going to find some herbs to boil for tea. It will help him."
Lupin overheard. "Yes, go but hurry back and don't go far."
Ron watched them go and slowly faced the man poking the fire. "Do you think we will ever manage to destroy You-Know-Who's soul?"
He didn't answer right away, and Ron knew that he was uncertain himself. "If we stop we won't."
It was late in the night and the hours dragged on so sluggishly, and Harry could no longer restrain his coughing fits. As they grew worse everyone's nerves tightened. Hermione forced more tea down his throat and he slept on for awhile. One by one they followed his lead with the sound of the forest drifting them away.
They awoke with rain. Rain when all around them was snow. It was at first a drizzle, but soon turned into a monster above them. Ginny and Hermione scrambled to cover Harry and Ron stood in confusion.
"Where is Lupin?"
"Scouting, remember?" Hermione hollered over the noise. Ron couldn't believe that he left without him. She noticed. "Help us, Ron. We need you here."
Ron turned to look at Harry's pale face under the blankets. How could he explain to them that he was frightened of the future? What would happen? How would Harry escape if Death Eaters attacked them now? He could only hope that if he ignored it, nothing wrong would happen. Since his friend was unable to fight, he would. At least until his health had returned.
The canopy above them shifted the water away, but the incline caused the water to run down until they sat soaking in a pool. Perturbed, the three of them glared at the rain and made sure Harry wasn't drowning again.
"I'm hungry," Ron whined when the rain became weak. "Can we have lunch yet?"
Hermione scoffed, "Excuse me while I make some steak tar tar."
Ginny giggled. She was in a better mood ever since Harry had opened his eyes earlier that morning. He seemed to be getting healthier.
"Geez, I was just saying."
"We don't have anything! Lupin will come back with food. Harry hasn't eaten anything for days and he isn't complaining."
"Now I know how you get when you're hungry."
Fuming, Hermione turned away from him and fed the weak flames.
Late in the afternoon the rain stopped altogether and tensions were rising. Lupin still had not returned.
"I hope he's all right," Ginny sighed heavily. Her stomach was burning with hunger.
Harry groaned softly and rolled the blanket off his face. All three huddled around him anxiously. "You all right, mate?" Ron asked excitedly. "Do you need anything?"
He blinked quickly from the glare of the light and replied faintly, "Well, I'm a little thirsty." Ginny nodded and pulled the canteen out of the bag, handing it to Hermione. "Thanks. That's better."
"Lupin is gone right now, but he'll be back," Ron said quickly. "He will have food."
Harry shrugged. "I'm not too hungry."
"You're not! Let me have your ration then. I'm starved!"
The four of them laughed until Harry broke out into another spasm of coughs, one worse than the next. "I'm all right," he panted. "Just tired again. Wake me when Lupin comes."
"Sure," agreed Ron. "Get some rest, mate."
To pass the time endless games of tic tac toe and hangman were drawn in the muddy dirt. The girls pretended to make cakes out of the mud as if they were young children, and Ron was even tempted to try it. It couldn't be that bad, but Hermione put an end to it. They had tried to forage for food, but Ginny could only find a small patch of frozen, smashed strawberries. Ron brooded for the rest of the day.
At last, a loud pop sounded, and Remus Lupin appeared with two sacks over his shoulders. "Meat and potatoes! Sorry it took so long. I couldn't use much magic."
"FOOD!" bellowed Ron.
Lupin's smile faltered. "And Harry?"
"He woke up awhile ago. He told us to wake him when you returned."
"Wait until we eat then."
And that time came fast. They didn't even wait for the potatoes to be fully cooked. Hermione shook Harry awake and forced him to eat some of the food, but he soon quit.
"I don't want anymore. I don't feel like eating."
Ginny interjected, "Harry, you have to."
"Leave him be," Remus cut in. "He'll when he's ready."
"Can I have his meat?"
Hermione roared in frustration," Ron, you really are senseless!"
