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"Hey, where's Harry going?" Darren said when he saw the raven haired boy rushed out of the side door.
Ron stopped in midsentence and turned around, "Where?"
Darren stood up before he could say anything more and went after Harry.
There's something wrong.
"Wait! Darren!"
They came out into the alleyway.
Harry was nowhere to be seen.
"Are you sure you've seen the right person?" Ron asked as he pushed open the side door to see if Harry had come back.
"How could I not trust my eye?" Replied Darren a bit annoyed.
He sniffed the air and caught Harry's scent albeit with some difficulty. It was a miracle he could even tracked his scent in the midst of the strong smell from the sewer.
It was faint. He would have to move fast.
"Come on!" He waved a hand, beckoning Ron to follow him.
Please be alright.
The half-vampire broke into a jog, following the trail. He slowed down every now and then when the overwhelming odor of the surroundings covered the scent.
But it was there still.
Ron was having a pretty hard time trying to keep up.
"Blimey! Can't you slow down a bit?" He leaned against a wall, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
"Shush!" Darren silenced him with his finger.
He heard something.
"What's it?" Ron whispered, his eyes darting around, fearing something might jumped out from the dark corners.
"Stay where you are," said Darren to Ron, who looked a bit scared.
He climbed up the 20 feet wall that separate the alley they were in from the next. Luckily, the top of the wall was a few inches wide, enough for him to lay down flat on it.
He peeked over the edge, careful not to make any sound.
There were voices down there, cloaked figures, moving around like the shadows. He noticed the unnerving difference in the atmosphere on the other side of the wall.
A dark presence, Knockturn Alley.
And then he spotted…Harry.
There he was, surrounded by Death Eaters.
Voldemort's man.
He had got to act fast. Time was working against him, again.
Darren dropped down from the wall, landing beside Ron.
"Please tell me something good," said his red-headed friend, eyes fixed on him.
The half-vampire clutched his shoulder with both hands. "Listen Ron…" He quickly filled him in on what he saw on the other side and what they are going to do.
"Ready?" Darren pulled out his double edge extendable blade from his back.
Ron's eyes widen when he saw the weapon. He nodded, holding out his wand in front of him.
This is suicidal.
Darren scaled the wall and gave the signal.
Harry was standing quite a distance away, he would be alright. I hope so.
"BOMBARDA!"
The wall exploded.
Blocks of stone collided with a few Death Eaters, knocking them out.
Darren jumped down, using the dust as cover.
Three down, four to go.
It seems that the Death Eaters were not expecting someone to launch an attack on them. They were stunned by the explosion, but quickly recovered and fired back a few curses.
The dust was so thick that they were unable to see what they were aiming at. The blind spells mostly hit the wall. Ron was hiding behind it. He crouched at the foot of the wall, clutching his wand so tight as if his life depended on it, which it did, in a way.
Harry took his chance when they were distracted and disarmed the Death Eater closest to him. He got back his wand from him and fired a few stunning spells at the rest of the Death Eaters.
Bellatrix Lestrange easily deflected his spell and came after him.
Based on his dueling skills, should he stand and fight or run?
She had years of experience…Torturing…Finishing off people…
No time, just…RUN.
He bolted, running as fast as his feet can carry him. He was careful not to run in a straight line, so that he wouldn't be an easy target.
Darren saw Harry running away and pursued by a cloaked figure.
No…
He was held up by a Death Eater, who kept on firing spells after spells at him. He ducked and deflected it with his blade.
"Aren't we having fun?" The Death Eater taunted him, sending a bone breaking spell followed by a cutting spell towards him.
The half-vampire dodged the first incoming spell but his leg caught on a block of stone and he tripped. A searing pain flared up, the spell had cut a gash on his neck. Fortunately, it did not hit his carotid artery.
"Ooh, that's a nasty cut. Do you want to take a break?" The man burst into a roaring laughter.
Darren gritted his teeth, breathing hard.
Time to end this.
Moving swiftly, he slammed the hilt of the blade at the man's face, knocking out his front teeth. The Death Eater slumped to the ground, unconscious.
There's only one left.
"Ron! Go get help!" He shouted as he ran to Harry's aid.
The raven haired boy hid behind an abandoned carriage.
"Come out Potter! I know where you are!" Bellatrix slowly move towards the place where he was hiding.
No options. Stand and fight. At least I have the element of surprise.
Finding a hole where he could see the Death Eater, Harry took aim.
"STUPEFY!"
The jet of red light hit Lestrange square in the chest. She was thrown back by the force and landed on the ground unmoving.
This time I got you.
As a precaution, Harry bounded her with ropes. Her wand was safely tucked away in his pocket.
Darren arrived a moment later, "Are you alright?" He asked, looking up and down at Harry, checking for any injuries.
Not a scratch, good.
Before Harry could answer him, he continued, "How many times do I have to save you?"
"Well…Umm…Trouble always finds its way to me?" Harry answered innocently. "Thanks."
"Where's Ron?"
"He went to get help."
"The aurors will be h…Look out!" Harry pushed Darren away as a spell came flying out of nowhere.
Missing its initial target, the curse hit Harry instead.
He collapsed onto the ground, screaming in agony. His eyes were burning with such intensity that he wanted to die.
"Harry!" the half-vampire couldn't do anything but watched his friend suffer.
"Show yourself!" He shouted to the surrounding darkness. The Death Eater on the ground had disappeared.
An evil laughter sounded, bouncing off the walls, making it hard for Darren to locate the source.
Where's she?
"There's no need. We shall meet again soon, Darren Shan…"
And there was silence.
Darren knelt down beside his friend. The raven haired boy was obviously in great pain, he was clenching his teeth, willing himself not to scream. His eyes were tightly shut and bleeding. Trails of bright red blood flowed down his face.
The smell stung his nose, tin foil.
There was a whoosh of air and Remus Lupin appeared running towards them.
"What happened?" He demanded as he cradled Harry's head between his hands.
Darren was speechless.
"Harry, can you open your eyes?" He asked softly.
With much difficulty, Harry cracked open his eyes a slit.
"I can't…see."
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