Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter and everything recognisable belongs to J K Rowling. Also this story is inspired by 'A Shattered Prophecy' by Project Dark Overlord.
Once again, thank you so much for all your fab reviews. I hope you'll enjoy this next one.
Chapter Thirty Eight
The search for Alex was back on. James, Sirius and Remus were searching the muggle world extensively for any sign of Harry. Remus decided to speak to the Longbottoms. He was certain that they would have heard from Harry. As Remus walked over to the trailer he felt his heart thump wildly in his chest. Remus knocked on the door and waited patiently for someone to answer. Frank opened the door and looked sleepily at Remus.
"Yes, what can I do for you?" Frank asked while trying to rub sleep away from his eyes.
"Yes, hello. I'm so sorry for disturbing you this morning, but I was wondering if you could help me. I'm looking for a young man named Alex"
Frank stopped rubbing at his eyes and looked directly at Remus. A weird sort of fire had erupted in Frank's eyes.
"Alex? Why are you looking for him?" he asked rather aggressively.
"I have heard a lot about his talent in the fight club. I was wondering if I could speak to him about a possible job opportunity that I may have for him." Remus had thought this through.
"Since your club is the only one he seems to attend, I was wondering if you had any contact details I could have" Remus finished politely.
"Sorry, but no! Alex isn't interested in doing this for a living. He only comes here sometimes to blow off some steam. I can't give you any information on him. That's strictly confidential. Now, if you don't mind" Frank gestured for Remus to leave before slamming the door in his face.
Remus walked back to the waiting forms of Sirius and James.
"Well, any luck?" James asked as soon as Remus had joined them.
"Frank knows where Harry is. He just isn't telling" Remus answered.
"Do you think Harry's in there with the Longbottoms?" Sirius asked as he looked at the huge trailer.
"No, I don't think so. But he definitely knows where Harry is. I could tell by the way he seemed to get worried about me asking about him." Remus replied.
The three marauders left but made sure that they checked on the Longbottoms again. If 'Alex' was keeping in contact with them, then it was important to be here so that they could catch him.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
John went back to his bed. He had had a long night. The fight match last night had been such a success that it had kept John up late with all the tidying up afterwards. Alex had been nice enough to help him. John lay back in his bed, next to the sleeping form of Fiona. John thought back to a few days ago when Alex had turned up at his door.
Flashback
There was aloud knock on the door and Fiona went to open the door.
"Alex? Hi, what's wrong?" Fiona asked as she extended her hand to help Alex inside.
John had been sitting with Nigel at the time, helping the child to go to sleep. He looked up and saw an exhausted looking Alex come inside.
"Alex? Are you okay?" John asked as he left the sleeping form of Nigel and walked over to Alex.
Alex was shivering and was soaked from head to foot. It looked like he had been caught in the heavy rain outside.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just wanted a quick word with you. Sorry for coming unannounced" Alex said as he looked guiltily at the pool of water he was now standing in.
"Don't be silly, you know you're welcome here at any time" Fiona said as she pulled out a towel and handed it to Alex. Alex took the towel with trembling hands and attempted to dry his hair.
"What were you doing outside in weather like this?" John asked as he eyed Alex suspiciously.
John had always been very impressed with how cool and collected Alex always seemed to be. Even when the boy was in one of his fights, he never seemed to get nervous or unsure of whether he would win or not. Alex was the most confident person John knew. It surprised him that Alex was only nineteen years old. He seemed very confident for his age.
Yet today John noticed right away that Alex appeared different. It seemed as though Alex had lost that confidence somehow. His emerald eyes seemed clouded with pain and worry. His trembling hands also indicated that Alex was distressed over something. Even Alex's voice sounded different.
"Um…I just got caught in the rain" Alex answered quietly as he continued to dry his soaking hair.
"You should really get out of those clothes. You'll catch your death in those things!" Fiona said and hurried to find Alex something to wear.
The sad smile that flitted across Alex's face was not missed by John. Something had definitely gone wrong for Alex.
"Alex? What happened? Is everything okay?" John asked again.
Alex didn't answer right away and just nodded his head.
"Everything is fine. I just wanted to say that I'll be attending the club tomorrow"
John was even more surprised at hearing this.
"But I thought that you said you were going to be really busy for awhile and wouldn't be able to attend a fight" John answered.
"Yeah, but there's been a change in my plans, is that okay?"
John looked at Alex. 'Is this even the same boy?' he thought to himself worriedly.
"Yeah, of course it is" John replied out loud.
"Um, there's one more thing…" Alex looked away from John and seemed to struggle with his next words.
"The…the winnings. I want to know if…if I could…keep them this time. I need the money for something…"Alex trailed off and seemed to get embarrassed at his words.
"Alex, I've told you before. The winnings are yours. You earn them so you keep them. Wait here." John instructed.
John went to one of the drawers and pulled out a small black paper book. He brought it over to Alex and handed him it.
"Here, this is yours"
Alex took the book and opened it carefully. It was a small book with printed numbers inside. Alex looked up at John, with a confused expression.
"It's yours. I've been keeping your share of the winnings aside for you. I know you always said that you didn't need the money and that I should just keep the whole lot but I knew that there might come a day when you do need the money. So I opened a separate account for you. This money is yours. You can do what you like with it. You can also have your share of the winnings for any match you play. I always said that you should save for a rainy day. This day was yours" John said as he pointed at Alex's wet clothes.
Alex smiled at John's terrible joke. He clutched onto the small book and looked at the figures printed in it. It was enough money to last him a while. He looked gratefully up at John.
"I…I don't know what to say" Alex responded.
"Then don't say anything" John joked.
Fiona came bustling in and handed Alex some dry clothes. It was a pair of jeans and a white shirt.
"Here, quickly change into these. Here's a belt as well. You would never be able to wear John's jeans otherwise." She gave a cheeky smile at John and led Alex to a private room to change his clothes.
Alex left the John and Fiona a short while later. He was force fed some dinner by Fiona and as soon as the rain stopped, Alex took his leave.
End Flashback
John lay in his bed thinking about the fight Alex had put up the following night. It was a great night. John made more money that night than he usually did in a week. That was the miracle of Alex. The kid was just phenomenal. Even though Alex seemed to be fine when John spoke to him, John could feel that something wasn't right. It was as if Alex had been through some sort of trauma. He wasn't his usual self. But no matter how much he and Fiona pushed him to talk, Alex would just close up and insist that nothing was wrong.
The arrival of that man today, asking for Alex's whereabouts only made John more worried. Alex had got himself tangled up with the wrong type of people. Maybe that's why Alex was so stressed out all the time. Maybe that's why he asked to get his share of the money from the fights. He needed the money. Alex had attended the fight last night as well. He looked more and more exhausted everyday. John had noticed Alex rub at his forehead every so often. John had asked him if he had a headache but Alex just shrugged at the question. Something was very, very wrong with Alex. He needed help. John just didn't know how to give it to him.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Damien was not in a good mood. He had been sitting with Hermione, Ron and Ginny for the last four hours trying to get through more study assignments that Hermione had made up. Today they were at Hermione's house. Damien had to convince his parents that it was safe to go to Hermione's house, since she lived in the muggle world and everything. But still they had sent Charlie Weasley with the three of them. Charlie was quite friendly with Mr Granger and were currently downstairs, discussing politics, both muggle and wizard.
"Hermione, this is pointless. Why should we bother learning the 150 different uses of Kuylines! What possible benefit is that to anyone?" Damien asked in a huff.
"Damy, please not again" Hermione said, still not looking up from her Ancient Runes work with Ron.
"No, but its true. If anything we should be learning Defence. It's the only thing that will help us. That and maybe healing, since that may be helpful as well" Damien continued.
The other three teens looked up at Damien with a sorrowful look.
"Damy, we know that you want to help with the Order, we all do! But you've got to face it. Dumbledore and our parents are never going to let us help in battle. They won't even let me and Hermione help, and we're going to come of age soon! There is no way that they will allow us to help them fight against You-Know-Who" Ron replied.
"I just don't know why we're bothering with this anymore" Damien said glumly.
The four teens had begged their parents to letting them help in finding Harry or any other Order work. The only thing they got told was to keep out of the way and study hard with their out of school studies.
"You know what? I think we all need a break. Let's go for a walk" Ginny said as she put down her quill and stood up.
Everyone agreed that they needed some air. So the four teens went out for a walk. Charlie was accompanying them of course. Charlie was speaking to Hermione and Ron while Damien and Ginny walked ahead of them.
"I was meaning to ask you. Um…have you heard from him at all?" Ginny asked quietly.
"No, sorry Gin. Other than the time he phoned to speak to dad, Harry's not made any contact" Damien replied sadly.
Damien ran his fingers across the smooth black stone embedded in the pendant that was around his neck. He had stuck to his word and had not removed the Layoo Jisteen. He always felt so relaxed after feeling the smooth texture of the black stone.
"Dad and the rest have been trying to look for him. They go out looking for him practically every night. But they've had no success." Damien continued.
Ginny looked away sadly. It was hard to hide her emotions from Damien. She knew that Damien knew how she felt towards Harry but it was still insensitive of her to complain how his disappearance was affecting her when Damien was the one related to Harry by blood.
"It's okay Damy, we'll find him soon. Professor Dumbledore won't let anything happen to him. Your mum and dad will keep him safe. I'm sure about that" Ginny said in a comforting voice.
Damien shrugged at her kind words. He knew that Harry was not coming home. He knew enough about Harry to know that he wouldn't return for fear of getting the rest of them hurt by either the Ministry or the Death Eaters. Damien walked along with Ginny, not even listening to his friend's words. He was lost in his own depressing thoughts. All Damien wanted was to speak to Harry, to see if he was okay. He wanted to help his brother, in anyway he could. But if the Order and the Ministry and the Death Eaters were having no luck in finding Harry, then what chance did he have?
"Damy! Gin! We're going in here" Hermione shouted to them.
Damien and Ginny looked around to see Hermione pointing at a large food store. Damien and Ginny walked back over to the store.
"We'll get some snack food, you know while we finish our studying" Hermione explained as she went inside the store.
"I second that" Ron said happily as he raced in after Hermione.
Charlie laughed at the look of awe on his brother's face. Ron loved his food but he loved the muggle sweets and the simplicity of them. There were no changing colours, no live chocolate frogs and no changing flavours. There were only simple tastes and simple textures which baffled Ron.
Damien went into the shop as well but he stalked off in the other direction to his friends. He was in a foul mood and didn't want to get annoyed while Ron mused over the muggle sweets and snacks. He faintly heard Ginny stopping Charlie from following him, telling him to give Damien some space. He mentally made a note to thank her. Ginny was nice. She always looked out for him. Damien knew how much she was hurting over losing Harry as well. She had been completely besotted with the boy who had saved her life. It was hard enough that it happened to be the boy most grown adults feared. He had grown up with the most feared wizard of all time. But now that Harry was away from all of that, Ginny still couldn't have a chance to get to know him. Ginny still liked Harry, a lot in fact, but she did a pretty good job of hiding it. Damien shook his head to clear his thoughts.
He had arrived at a small section that had take away food. Damien's stomach grumbled with hunger. He had eaten some breakfast but had skipped lunch at Hermione's house. He wasn't all that hungry then. That was at 1pm. it was now nearly 5pm. It would be dinner time soon. Then Damien would be going home. Damien started looking at the variety of food that was on sale. It looked quite tasty actually. Damien wondered around pointlessly for a while. Just as Damien decided it was time to go and look for the others a strange sight made him stop in his tracks.
Damien caught a glimpse of someone walking away from the take away section. The person had their back to Damien but Damien recognised him instantly. The messy black hair was a dead give away.
Damien sprinted towards his brother. Just before Harry walked out of the exit, Damien caught him from his arm. Harry spun around to see Damien looking at him. Harry was ready to lash out at the person who had grabbed him, but at seeing who it was and the expression on his younger brother's face, Harry stopped in mid action. Both boys looked at each other for a moment.
Damien was the first to recover.
"Harry? What are you…" just then Damien heard Charlie's voice calling out for him.
He spun around to see if he could see anyone was coming to get him. He caught sight of Charlie looking around for him. Without thinking, Damien pushed Harry out of the store. Both boys ran to the corner of the street, so that they were out of sight.
"Damien, what are you doing here?" Harry asked at once.
"Forget me, what are you doing here? You shouldn't be walking around like this! Anyone can see you and report you to the Ministry" Damien said in an irritated tone.
"This is the muggle world, Damy! Very few people recognise me here" Harry replied.
"Still, Harry! It's dangerous. There are plenty of muggle born wizards and witches who would recognise you!" Damien couldn't believe how much of a risk Harry was taking.
Harry was just about to respond when they heard someone calling Damien's name. Damien started to panic as the sound came nearer. He realised that Charlie and Ron were calling out for him.
"Harry, you've got to go before someone sees you!" Damien said in an urgent tone. Harry turned around to leave but Damien caught his arm before he could go.
"Harry, how do I contact you?" Damien asked.
"You can't contact me!" Harry said at once.
"Harry, we don't have time for this, either you give me some way to contact you or I'll tell dad you were spotted near here. He'll have no problems finding you and bringing you home!" Damien didn't want to threaten Harry, but it was the only way to ensure Harry wouldn't disappear again.
Harry scowled at Damien before looking behind him, the voices were getting nearer.
"Fine! Meet me here, this exact spot, tomorrow at noon. Don't be late and come alone, okay" Harry said quickly.
"Okay" Damien replied.
Harry left quickly and Damien watched Harry disappear in the midst of the surrounding people. Damien took a deep breath and turned around. He had only rounded the corner and nearly bumped into a frantic Charlie.
"Damien! Where were you? Why did you leave the store without telling anyone?" Charlie asked at once.
"I was feeling kinda sick in there. I only came outside for fresh air. I didn't mean to scare you, sorry" Damien replied in a steady voice. He could hardly hear his own voice over the thumping of his heart.
"Alright, just say to someone where you're gong next time" Charlie said in a softer tone.
The five of them went back to Hermione's house. Dinner was a quiet affair for Damien. His hunger seemed to have vanished. Damien couldn't wait for the night to go by and for the next morning to come. He was finally going to get a chance to meet Harry again. Damien stayed quiet until he got home. Charlie had made a portkey to transport him back to Godric's Hollow. As soon as he came back to his house, Damien rushed off to bed. He knew that he wouldn't be able to face his parents and hide the fact that he had ran into Harry. The thought of speaking to Harry again, was the only thing keeping him from saying anything to his parents. Damien knew that if his dad found out, he would insist on following Damien tomorrow. He would force Harry to come home. Damien wanted Harry to come home also, but he didn't want Harry to be forced. Harry had been manipulated into doing things he didn't want to do all his life. It was about time that stopped.
Damien fell into an uneasy sleep, hoping that Harry would turn up tomorrow.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Damien stood at the exact spot Harry had instructed him to be at. He checked his watch again. It was a few minutes until noon. Damien had told his parents that he was visiting Hermione again. His mum seemed a bit suspicious but Damien told her that he had not managed to complete his assignment, so Hermione was going to help him today. Damien managed to convince her that Ron, Ginny and Charlie was going to be there again today. Thankfully there was a message for Lily from Remus, so she gave in to Damien's request and rushed to meet Remus. Damien used the portkey from last night to go back to Hermione's house.
Damien never went inside the Grangers home. He set out towards the food store right away. Damien was planning to go to Hermione house afterwards. He had been standing at the corner of the store for the last ten minutes.
Suddenly Damien felt someone approach from behind him. He turned around and saw Harry standing behind him. Before Damien could say anything, Harry motioned for him to keep quiet and follow him. He looked rather annoyed and Damien quietly reminded himself never to threaten or blackmail Harry again. They walked for a good while, all the while Harry stayed a few steps in front of Damien. He didn't even look behind to see if Damien was keeping up or not.
Harry stopped in front of a small building. Damien caught a glimpse of a sign just above the door. It read 'Barnsley Travel Inn'.
Damien decided to keep quiet until they were inside. Harry went inside and went up a set of stairs. He pulled out a key and opened a door on his right. Damien quickly followed Harry inside and heard Harry close and lock the door. At long last Harry made eye contact with the younger boy.
"Okay, firstly, if you ever pull a stunt like that again, I swear Damien, I will pummel you into the next century" Harry said. Damien stood quietly as Harry continued to threaten him.
"I don't know why you think you could threaten me like that, but rest assured, I won't let you do it again. I hope you realize that by the time dad would have come here I would have left long ago. So the only reason that I agreed for you to come here was so that I could explain a few things to you." Harry stopped talking as he saw Damien crack one of his big smiles again. Albeit this time his smile had a little sadness behind it.
"What?" Harry asked a little annoyed.
"Nothing, it's just…it's the first time I heard you call him 'dad' that's all"
Harry stood still as he realized that Damien was right. Harry had called James 'dad' without even realizing. Harry sighed and walked over to Damien. Both boys sat down on the bed and looked awkwardly at each other.
"Damy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you, but you shouldn't have forced me to do this. I want you to stay safe and that means to stay away from me" Harry said quietly.
"That's what you think. Tell me Harry, if you come home, how is that going to make life any harder for us? We're still being targeted by Death Eaters! We are in the midst of a war here. If anything, you being with us would make us stronger" Damien tried to make Harry see the sense in returning home.
"What about the Ministry? What about the rest of the wizarding world? They all want justice. They want the Dark Prince to pay for all the things that he did under Voldemort's command" Harry said quietly.
Damien was silent. He understood what Harry was meaning. Along with the Ministry, there were plenty of people, like Neville, who would want Harry to be punished for his crimes. Even if by some miracle, Professor Dumbledore managed to get Harry freed from the Ministry, how was he going to get the rest of the wizarding world to forgive Harry?
"Maybe, maybe we could explain to them that you're a different person now" Damien started but Harry cut him off.
"How many people are you going to try and convince? It's not possible Damien."
Damien stopped trying to convince Harry to come home after that. Both brothers sat and talked about many things, Hogwarts closing, the Order and their attempts at capturing Harry, the current articles in the Daily Prophet and the Ministry giving out statements about how close they were to capturing Lord Voldemort.
"The Ministry doesn't even have a chance" Harry scoffed as Damien finished reciting the Minister's latest speech.
"Minister Fudge doesn't even know where to begin looking for him" Harry continued.
Damien looked at Harry closely.
"Harry, what if you were to help them, the Ministry I mean. You know everything about You-Know-Who. Maybe you could tell them where to find…" Damien was cut off by Harry again. Only this time Damien stopped mid-sentence by looking at the expression on Harry's face alone.
Harry looked like he was barely restraining himself from lashing out at Damien. His fists were clenched tightly, his knuckles had turned white and his face had taken on a slight shade of pink. Harry closed his eyes and tried to calm himself.
"Never.ever.suggest.something.like.that.again" Harry managed to hiss out between clenched teeth.
Damien was momentarily struck by fear from Harry's rage.
"I will never side with or help the Ministry" Harry continued to hiss at Damien.
"But Harry, all I meant was that both you and the Ministry want to finish You-Know-Who, so why not join forces" Damien tried to explain. Harry stood up and moved a few steps away from Damien. It was obvious that he was trying to clam himself down.
"Damien, I don't want to finish Voldemort! I just…I can't explain…" Harry sat down on the sofa across from the bed with his head in his hands.
Damien didn't know what to say or what he should do. He got up slowly and went over to Harry.
"Harry, I don't understand. If you're not against Voldemort then why did you leave him?"
Harry looked up at Damien slowly. His emerald eyes were fixed on Damien. After a few moments, he spoke.
"I left him because he lied to me. You wouldn't understand" Harry said and looked away from Damien.
"Try me" Damien said softly and sat down next to Harry.
Harry looked at Damien for a moment and then took a deep breath.
"When I found out what Voldemort had done, all the lies he told me, all the times he showed concern for me, it was all lies and deceit. I…I just lost it. I acted before I really took everything in. I left him because I didn't want my mind to be oblivated again. I didn't want to be used and manipulated. I didn't leave because I wanted to join Dumbledore or the Ministry or anything like that! I left because I didn't want to be used. Can't you see Damien, if I come back home, I'll be captured by the Ministry and thrown into Azkaban or I'll be forced to fight against Voldemort. I'll be used by Dumbledore as a weapon against Voldemort. I can't do that! I can't kill Voldemort! No matter what he did, I won't be able to kill him!"
"So, what is it you were planning on doing? Were you just going to leave and hope that You-Know-Who won't get his hands on you? Come on Harry, after everything that he did to you. You're just going to let him get away with it?" Damien asked.
"I never said that. I said that I won't be able to kill him. I never said anything about letting him get away with ruining my life! I'm going to make him pay, Damien. No doubt about that. Voldemort will wish that he had killed me when I was a baby." Harry said coldly.
"What are you going to do?" Damien asked, truly curious about Harry's words.
"That's for me to know. You don't have to get involved. Look the reason I agreed for you to come here was to explain some things to you. You can't tell a single soul that you saw me or that you spoke to me. You can never come here again. Chances are that I'm not going to be sticking to one place anyway. I'll be moving around a lot. I just wanted to explain to you that I'm truly sorry for the way I treated you and everyone else around you. Please, Damien, go back to living your life. Don't try and look for me. Just don't get involved in this mess, Okay"
Damien stood up and looked incredulously at Harry.
"You really are unbelievable, you know that?" Damien yelled at Harry.
"What?" Harry asked confusedly.
"You really expect me to walk away and never see you again? You really think I'll walk out of here and never try and help you. When are you going to understand that we are brothers? We are meant to help each other and look out for each other! If I walk away from you and leave you alone at a time like this, then I'm the world's worst brother!" Damien finished.
Harry was looking at Damien with a puzzled expression, Damien went on regardless.
"I don't care what you say! I'm going to continue trying to help you."
"Help me? How? How are you going to help me? What can you do to help?" Harry asked.
"I don't know! Anything. Anything you need help with. Face it, Harry. Whatever it is you have decided to do against Voldemort, you can't do it alone. I'm going to help you" Damien replied.
Both boys continued to argue and debate to the point where Harry finally gave up.
"Fine! Okay. You can help! You can be my link to the Wizarding world. But understand this Damien, if you breathe a word of this to anyone…."
"Oh come on, Harry, you really think I'll blab about you to anyone! Give me some credit." Damien exclaimed.
Harry considered Damien for a moment before nodding his head at him.
"You better go, I think this is enough for today." Harry said quietly.
"Yeah, I've got to get back to Hermione's before anyone realizes I'm missing. Harry, how am I supposed to contact you?" Damien asked as he stood up.
Harry thought for a minute before pulling out a mobile phone from his jeans pocket.
"Here, take this. I'll get another one" Harry said quietly.
"What is it?" Damien asked as he took the small device from Harry and looked at it closely.
"Just consider it as muggle magic" Harry said as he smiled at Damien's awed expression.
"What do you mean?"
"Look, every time I need to speak to you I'll send you a text message"
"A what?" asked Damien.
"A text message. See this little window here, words will appear here. I'll send you the message, instructing you to meet me where and when. Now listen to me, Damien. Under no circumstance are you to ever to call me or come over to see me without my permission, okay?"
"Okay" Damien answered. He was still looking at the strange mobile phone.
"Don't mess around with the settings. I've got the phone switched to silent mode. When I send you a message, it will automatically receive it and will start to vibrate. You won't hear anything, but if you've got the phone on you, you will feel the vibrations. Just read the message and then delete it, understand"
Damien nodded his head again and after Harry demonstrated the use of a mobile phone, Damien was feeling very happy about his new 'Muggle magic toy'.
"How do you know so much about muggles, Harry?" Damien asked as he pocketed the phone.
"Just stuff I picked up when I was…you know, undercover" Harry smiled and winked at Damien.
Damien knew that by undercover, Harry, meant when he was posing as Alex in the muggle world. Damien didn't say anything to Harry about his knowledge of 'Alex'. Damien didn't want to make Harry angry again.
Damien left shortly afterwards. Harry walked him down to the corner of the shop, where he met him that afternoon and promised that he would send a message to him soon.
Damien went to Hermione's house and was in a better mood than yesterday. Although Hermione was surprised to see Damien, she didn't question the strangeness of the event. Damien spent a few hours with her and then portkeyed back home.
Things were working out a lot better than Damien had hoped. Now he would be in regular contact with Harry and could also help him in his fight against the person who ripped their family apart.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Damien was studying at the Burrow when he got his first text message from Harry. Damien had not listened to Harry and had played around with the phone. He was too curious about the strange phone and had gone into the various different menus. At which point Damien had managed to set the phone to 'Loud' he didn't know. He only became aware of it when he heard a strange noise.
Damien, Ron, Ginny and Hermione were all sitting at the table, in the midst of discussing a Herbology question, when suddenly a funny sound was heard around them. At first Damien didn't realize what had happened, but then he quickly realized that the sound was coming from his pocket. He hastily tried to switch the sound off as discreetly as possible, but the three teens around him realized that the sound was coming from him as well.
"What is that?" Ron asked as he tried to grab the phone from Damien.
"Nothing, it's nothing" Damien tried in vain to hide the blasted thing, that still kept making beeping noises.
"What is it? It's making all that noise, where did you get it from?" Ginny joined in.
Hermione was the only one who was watching everything silently. She of course knew what that was, being muggle born, she was accustomed to seeing muggle things all the time. Damien had a mobile phone! But why? And where did he get it from? Surely his mother didn't give it to him. It was pointless for a wizard to have that. Who was he going to phone?
Hermione kept quiet and let Damien hide the phone, claiming that it was nothing and that he didn't want to discuss the strange device. Hermione waited until Damien went to the bathroom before quickly whispering the truth about what that ringing thing was to Ron and Ginny. All three agreed that they were going to keep an eye on Damien to see what this was all about.
Damien re emerged after a few minutes. He had read the message Harry had sent him. It told Damien to meet Harry at the same place again, that afternoon at 5pm. Damien told his friends that he was feeling unwell and that he was going to go home.
The other three didn't stop him, but Hermione had cleverly cast a tracking spell on Damien. This way for the next 12 hours, she would be able to see where Damien was going to be.
It didn't take long for them to realize that Damien had left the Burrow but instead of going back into Godric's Hollow, where the portkey had taken Damien, the teen had called the Knight bus and left to go to the muggle world.
Hermione, Ron and Ginny quickly grabbed their wands and prepared themselves to follow where Damien was headed. The knight bus dropped Damien off in the centre of a small muggle town. Hermione was surprised to see that it was near where she lived. The three teen's portkeyed to Hermione's house. It was the portkey that Hermione had used that morning to come to the Burrow. The three teens followed Damien on the special map that Hermione had conjured to track Damien. Soon they didn't need the map as they spotted the dark haired boy making his way purposefully towards a small building.
The three teens didn't even stop to read the name of the building. They just followed Damien closely, too afraid that if they took their eyes away for a moment, then the might lose Damien. They saw Damien stop before a door and knock four times on the door. Ron, Ginny and Hermione were hiding around the corner. They had no idea about why Damien had come here. Why Damien had lied and come to the muggle world? They had not expected to see the reason so quickly.
The door opened and the three teens caught a glimpse of Harry standing at the door. Harry opened the door and allowed Damien to come inside. The door closed once Damien went inside. The three teens stood stock still in shock. They had seen Harry. He was living in the muggle world. Damien knew about it and was at this very moment with him.
"What do we do now?" Ron asked the other two.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I know, you all hate me for ending on a cliffe! Sorry. I know that there wasn't really alot of action in this chappie, but don't worry I'll make up for it in the next one. Read and review!