None of the Characters belong to me, but J.K. Rowlings, The Harry Potter series. I want to take the time and thank NerdLord2nd for adding me to her/his Story Alert subscription. It means a lot to know that you want to follow my story and be alert if a new chapter comes out. All of you readers mean a lot to me, I never thought I would get the total of 8 of use. I never thought this was going to happen. And once again, please read my Prologue to my story I'm writing "My Little Red Renewed" so I can hopefully write an actual chapter for you guys "renewed is there because it's the new version of "My Little Red". I hope to continue this into a series. Please read and enjoy this new chapter.

Harry tripped and scrambled to his feet as he ran through the woods. He could hear shouts of his name from the Death Eaters who were searching for him. He needed to go a little further before hiding if he wanted to get away and survive. Harry knew going back wasn't an option, he would have to face Voldemort's rage and he doesn't want to go through it again. He didn't want to be a prisoner anymore, he will find his own way back to London and find a way home to his so call family. Freedom, is all he cared about. Living without being locked up was another, and surviving was his priority.

He then tripped over a branch landing on his face. He got back up quickly and ran, no sooner after he heard the sky rumbled with thunder and it began to pour. Shit! I don't have a jacket or shelter yet! But, that wasn't going to make him go back and cry for shelter like a baby, he's been worse than a little rain. Running a slipping freshly wet grass made it hard to go through the woods. With focusing on his run, he had hard time focusing his ears to listen for Death Eaters, he could only hear them slightly. Voices that were far off the distance that they were probably a few acres away. Let's go a bit further and see if I can get them off of my tracks.

Harry continued to run as the voices were getting harder to hear from the distances he was going. When he finally heard silence, he collapsed on the ground breathing heavily. He had never ran that far in his entire life; he was soaked, cold, tired, and very hungry. He was not prepared for this journey, he didn't even know if he was going to survive this at all. He didn't know if the Light side was even looking for him. The Death Eaters he knew were but, he hadn't heard news at all about being searched from them, did they know he was kidnapped or were they going to get notify about his runaway and rescue him?

He had so many questions that will never be answered unless he lived to tell the tale about his survival in the woods. No wand or weapons he would have to make his own by hands. Harry sat up and saw a long sturdy looking stick, he grabbed for it, and found a sharp rock that could sharpen a stick. If i can find a river, this will be great for fishing and to fight off any immediate danger. So he began to sharpen his stick for a few hours, or so it seemed to Harry it was.

Once he was satisfied with the sharpen stick, he put the rock in his pocket and went searching for food. Harry walked until he could hear the rain hitting water, which was splashing back and forth from the storm. Harry then started to build a camp near a small undercliff, a perfect shelter from the rain. He knew he wouldn't be able to find fish in this weather but, he knew he could find some smaller land critters nearby. So as he searched, he found a small rabbit and threw the sharp stick at it. Now to find a way to make a fire to cook you up.

It was few hours later that Harry was able to make a fire to cook the rabbit. Building a fire was hard in the rain but, he managed to make one by rubbing a stick into a piece of logs. Once he had the rabbit start cooking he went to search for sticks, twigs, and leaves to use as fire source and a bedding. He knew it was only for the night but, he want to be comfortable and have some source to hide evidence that a human being was here at all. A hour later he was back and the rabbit was still cooking in the fire. Might be a few more hours till it's safe to eat it.

*Why don't you humansss eat thingsss raw?* said a strange voice. *It's much better than a cooked meal. And I'm fine, healthy.*

Harry turned his head all around. "Who's there?! Show yourself, I can hear you!"

*You're a ssspeaker!* And a python came to view. He wasn't that big, so he still was probably a baby still. *I've heard it wasss rare to find a ssspeaker but, I never thought to actually meet one in my life. What isss your name?*

*You're not going to tell people where I'm at, are you?*

*Who would be able to understand me? No mortal hasss ever spoken to me till now." The snake answered.

*Well at leassst I can trussst you. I'm Harry!*

*Oobie, I know it sssoundsss sssilly but, nonethelesss it'sss my name."

Harry smiled at the little critter. *To anssswer your question earlier, humansss can't eat raw meat, our bodiesss aren't able to handle killing diseasesss that most animal bodiesss can.*

*Ahhh, now I know why. Thank you young ssspeaker!*

*Anytime,* Harry thought for a moment. "Oobie, you can ssstay with me if you want. Do you enjoy talking with me, becaussse I actually enjoy your company.*

Oobie slither up Harry's shirt to the warm body heat, *I can be sssome ussse to you. I could hunt for you without my poissson in involved. I also can ssstay up a watch for danger for you too.*

*That would be nice.*

After seemed like forever, Harry was able to eat the freshly cooked rabbit, he shared his meal with Oobie who quite enjoyed the cooked rabbit meat. He shoved some of the cooked meat in his pocket for later. He began to get tired and as Oobie promised, he would stay and watch out for him. With another thank you, Harry slipped off into a comfortable, peaceful sleep.

Harry woke up before the sun rose, he wanted to get a some water before he left, thank Merlin he had a Butterbeer bottle from yesterday at the Malfoy Manor. He stored it in his pocket because he was too lazy to find a trash can at the time. Thank Merlin for his lazy mind. So at the edge of the cliff, he gathered as much rainwater as possible, while the water dripped into the bottle, Harry began to put out the little fire that was left. and hit under the leaves and twigs he used as bedding. Once everything looked like it has been lived in, and his tracks were covered, he went back for the bottle, drank some water, and ate a little bit of cooked rabbit meat.

*Oobie,* Harry began. *You can sssleep around my wrissst if you want. Jussst not too tight, okay?*

*Thank you Harry.*

When Oobie was snoozing away, Harry began his long walk to whatever took him. Harry throughout the night he was sleeping thought that he would rather find some form of village or town during his journey. He would then ask for a ride to Little Whining, hopefully to hide out home for a little until he could go back to being an assassin for his gang. He knew he would have to explain why he was missing, and he will, telling them the truth about what had happened. With the confidence, he continued following down beside the river, enjoying the sun rising, and the chilly morning leaving the air slowly as heat was coming through.

He was smiling, he was glad to be outside enjoy the easy morning weather after a horrible storm the other night. He loved going outdoors, even while he was forced to his chores outside, he always loved the sun and the grass beneath him. To be able to feel the wind through his hair or the grass between his toes, he always loved the outdoors he felt it was part of him or he was part of it. Soon he came to face with some rocky hills he would have to climb around, he knew this moment was going to happened, he was prepared to survive in the wilderness.

He took his shoes off and tied them to his side belt hole on his left. He then began to climb and walk sideways on the steep cliff mountain. he was very focused at this point, he knew if he made one mistake he could fall into the river and probably drown, he was never good a swimming, although this place was perfect to swim. But, he didn't have time nor the chance of being caught by Death Eaters just to teach himself how to swim. So he was very careful. what seemed like several hours, he found a cliff he could take a break on. He took some more rabbit meat and drank some water. He decided to nap for a little while to gain some energy for the next set to climb side on this mountainish hill.

When he woke up, it was close to noon so he ate a bit more rabbit meat, drank a bit of water and began to climb once again. Oobie once in a while came out of his sleep to see what was going on, he wasn't scared and was more on the excited side. Oobie had commented, *It'sss almost like flying!* Well, to Harry it would be the closes thing to flying for a wild snake than to him. He remembered the thrill when he first kicked off on the broom. It felt amazing, Harry felt like he was a little bird learning to finally spread his wings for some freedom. So Harry quite understood how it felt to feel like you were flying.

Then he heard voices above him. "We'll never find him! He could be anywhere!" said a familiar unknown voice.

"Shut up Yaxley!" said the voice of Lucius Malfoy. "He could probably hear us, thanks to your big mouth."

The man known as Yaxely, snorted, "Not like he's up here anyway, the only way to get down this is to slide across this, not even a man could attempt this. Why would Potter be any different?"

There was a shuffling of movement above until it quieted down. Lucius spoke again, "Because as you already know, the boy is a trained assassin, there might be many things that a normal man can't do that he might be able to handle. Either way, or search team should be coming down below us to see if Potter is there. I don't want to over think such nonsense and leave this place unsearched when he could be here."

"Shit!" Harry whispered loudly.

*What'sss wrong Harry?*

*They already have a team coming down to sssearch for me in thisss sssection,* Harry told Oobie. *If I get caught, I'm ssstuck in my cell hole. I'm not going back to Voldemort again*

*What are you thinking of, young ssspeaker?*

*I only have one option,* Harry stated. *I'll have to jump. Bad enough I can't even swim, and what'sss worssse isss there isss a waterfall near usss! We'll both drown!*

*Ssso there isss nothing we can do? There hasss to be another method we can do!*

*Do You want to take-* before Harry could finish there were Death Eaters shouting out his name.

"Potter's here! We found him, call for the Dark Lord!"

Harry didn't hesitated and jumped in the river. His eyes were closed and he felt nothing at all; no water nothing. He opened his eyes, and he saw that he was inches away above the water, he turned around and Lucius had his wand pointed at him, using the levitation spell on him. "Have you forgotten that we have charms that can be very useful, Potter?"

It was over, his only chance to freedom, he was already caught a whole night that passed. He should of just jumped and take the risk of dying. Harry felt so weak and stupid now, there was nothing he could do, until Oobie came out his shirt and jumped attacked a nearby Death Eater, right in the face. The Death Eater was swerving on his broom screaming in pain as he tried to get the snake off of him. Some of the Death Eaters went to help the other pull him off as the leftover Death Eater surrounded Harry.

Yaxley came and picked up Harry around the waist, gently and pulled him onto his broom. The flew up and Harry was tied up on the ground, not moving. He was concerned about his new companion, until he heard a scream. *HARRY!*

Harry jumped up to his feet to run to the edge of the cliff *Oobie NO!* But, it was too late, he heard a light splash from the river and his little friend was gone. *You murdered him! He was only a bloody baby and you murdered him!* Harry didn't realized he was speaking parseltongue as he was being dragged away from the cliff, crying out for Oobie who wasn't responding, who was now gone.

"Well, well," said the familiar horrible voice. *I just learned something new everyday huh, Harry?*