Part Seven:

The Search Begins



Harry's eyes popped open. A blinding white light was just aboved him. He shut his eyes quickly. He had no idea where he was. He couldn't move, for every limb on him was tied down. He felt worried. What was he doing here? What was going to happen to him? He turned his head to the side. Other than the white light, all he saw was darkness that seemed to stretch on forever. He didn't see anyone around him. He noticed that whatever he was lying on had a hold where the back of his neck was revealed. He heard something move. He jumped. Then, as he felt a small rush of air, something was stabbed into the back of his neck. He jerked and screamed while his face was screwed up in pain. Whatever it was felt like a drill was grinding into him. He felt sick. Then, just as sudden as whatever it was came, it was gone. Something was slipped over his nose, and he fell into a deep sleep.


)-;***:-o Oh no!


Alex walked as fast as she could through the halls without running.`Harry had been gone for almost three days now. On that day in Hogsmeade, when she had been holding him his body had just dissappeared. No one knew where he might have gone. The professors panicked. Sirius had been called to the castle to be told what had happened. He had been there ever since. At the moment Alex was trying to get to Dumbledores office. She had heard that someone had reported seeing Harry in Diagon Alley, and that the person who looked like Harry was then sent by Floo Powder to Hogwarts. Alex wanted answers. Grateful that his office door was opened, she went up the stairs. She saw one other person in the room. They were sitting with their back to her in a chair in front of the large desk. This person had un-ruley
black hair, and was very tall.

" Harry?" she asked. The person in the chair turned to look at her. Green eyes, black hair, and round glasses stared back at her............But it wasn't Harry. It was someone who looked totaly different from Harry. Sure, he had some of the same characteristics, but anyone could tell that this wasn't Harry Potter.

" I'm terribly sorry, but I am afraid I am not who you are looking for." the person said."I was sent here by mistake. My name is Henry McLeavey. I'm sorry."

" It's all right. Do you know where the Headmaster went?" she asked.

" I think he went to find Sirius Black." said Henry.

" Thank you." she said. She left the room very dissapointed. When she reached the common room, she went on up to her dorm. Everyone was in the common room so she had the place to herself. She threw herself on her bed, pulled the curtains around her, and lay in the darkness. She began to think about all the things she and Harry had done together.....

)-;***:-o oh no!!!


Harry woke up, feeling very sore. He was lying on a hard stone floor. It was too dark to see if he was in a cell or just a huge room. He felt for his robes. Yes, he was still wearing them, but he couldn't find his wand.He felt for the place in the back of his neck. He felt a small sore, but nothing major. All that hurting for just a small cut? It was weird. He lay back on the floor, and began to think about his friends. Then, a memory of Alex came back to him. They were sitting in a huge tree behind her house. It was nighttime and they were looking at the stars.

" Ya know what?" she asked.

" What."

" I feel like if I wanted to that I could stand on the very edge of this branch and fly straight into the stars, and just go on forever." she said. He put his arm around her.

" And what would I do while you were gone?" he asked.

" You would come with me."she replied.

" Then," he said, putting his hand in front of him, and pointing at the sky," I could fly into eternity right along with you."

" Yeah, I wouldn't have it any other way." she said. He took her chin, lifted it up to him,and kissed her softly.

He remembered that very clearly. A single tear escaped his eye as he thought about it. It seemed so long since he had last seen his friends. He had lost all track of time by now.For now he replayed that moment in the tree with Alex over and over again in his mind. Little did he know that Alex was thinking about the same thing, and they both let out on more tear from each eye before falling into their own lonely worlds.

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The search for Harry had started. Dumbledore had all kinds of people from the Ministry looking for him. He had the crowd that he had had assisting him to find Voldemort looking for him. Personally, he had no idea where this boy could be. All he knew is that he wouldn't rest untill they found him.

The school hadn't shut down. Harry had been taken at Hogsmeade-not at Hogwarts. They had extra people around now to help. Fleur Delacur was here. She had been through extensive training when Voldemort had returned. She, Lupin, and Sirius were now stationed at Hogwarts to protect the students, and to help find Harry. For now, Alex, Hermione, Brendon, and Ron were very downcast. They missed their friend. They spent their days doing schoolwork, they ate their meals, and then went to bed. They hardly ever talked, and everyone around them seemed to respect that. Whenever they were around each other they knew that when one of them stared into space they were thinking about Harry. It had been almost a month now, and still no sign of him.


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Harry had no clue what was happening to him. He felt that it was increasingly hard for him to control his own sctions. Having no reason for doing it, he stood up, and walked into the darkness. As he got farther he saw a huge, bubbling, black cauldron. There was a potion filled bottle floating in the air. He took it, pulled out the cork, and for no reason, took a drink.