and the
Bow of Elven Wood
By: Me
"Tap Tap Tap!"
Hermione looked over at the window where Fawkes, Professor Dumbledore's pheonix, was
carrying a letter. She tore open the window in a hurry with the motivation of a hundred strong
men. She had been hoping that she would hear from either her friends or the teachers soon. She
grabbed the letter in haste. She looked down at the letter.
Dear Ms. Granger,
I trust that you are keeping the school together. As a prefect I strongly suggest you do. I do also regret to inform you that no we don't have Harry, but we hope to have him soon.
We currently have noticed several students have left Hogwarts. Naville Longbottm and Cho Chang ran off towards the forbidden forest yesterday. I assure you not to go in after them. They both seem to have disappeared.
We have well armed ourselves too. Professor Snape is being helpful in the planning of several attacks and raids of rare goods shops. Sirius and Remus have both agreed to help in the attacks. I hope these attacks will help our cause but, I fear we will still lack literary magic. Thus I ask you to take the books in the library, and the books in my, and professor Snape's office. The head boy and the head girl can be trusted. Take them and anything you think is useful to the Shrieking shack next Saturday. I'll have someone waiting for you there.
Professor Dumbledore
Hermione looked at her watch, it read '10:09 PM Fri.' Her eyebrows went up as she realized that if she was going to pull this off she had to tonight. She stealthily made her way up the boy's dormitory steps. She reached Harry and Ron's old dorm which was not in use anymore. She went over to one of the trunks that had been packed and placed against the far stone wall and opened it up. She realized as she looked at Harry's things just how much she missed them. She found the Marauder's Map and Harry's invisibility cloak and made her way halfway across the room before stopping. A smile spread on her face. She walked back to the five trunks and opened the battered on that used to be Ron's. She jumble through it for a while until withdrawing and pair of boxer shorts with hearts and anchors all over them. She smirked, she suddenly dropped the underwear as she withdrew something else. Her smile faded as she found Dark Arts books hidden under a bathrobe.
"Oh, no, that can't be!" she yelled as she ran out of the room dragging Harry's cloak and map behind her.
Beck Lebrem looked over her shoulder at the window. She was sure something was out there.
'Its just a cat.' she reasoned with herself. She walked into the garage of her home and looked at the catdoor that was in the side of the house. She jumped as the refrigerator that was in her garage started to make noise. She walked over mentally laughing at herself. Ever since all of these border murders started happening in her town of El Paso, a place in Texas, she had been more than a little jumpy. She looked back at the catdoor and snorted, what did she think, a gun was going to come through and shoot her, or better yet a magic wand? She closed her eyes with a small giggle, reopened and stared in disbelief.
"What the He...?" she was interrupted by the intruder.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Beck dropped to the floor as the dark mark took to the sky.
Vernon Dursley sat at his usual place in the front of the table. He sat enjoying his eggs and orange juice while reading the newspaper. He suddenly let out a cough as he sprayed his family with orange juice. He quickly read the article:
Late on the night of Monday, the 17th, Harry Potter resisted arrest at his school. After being discovered of his murderous deeds, the killings of Cedric Diggory and Barty Crouch, he fled with several of his school mates. Harry has sent a note to the authorities stating that he has hostages and is ready to kill them. He is thought as armed and Dangerous and should be approached with extreme caution. If you have any information regarding the matter, we urge you to contact the authorities at 1-800-Crime.
Harry looked into the window in the village of Tirous, where Hannah had said her uncle owned a small rare goods shop. It wasn't much even though it might be helpful. Harry didn't feel right about just taking things so he had come up with a way to make it right. He had taken with him Hannah and Ron. They had with them a magical bag.
"Harry, this?" asked Ron while pointing to a small crate with packages entitled ' The Auror's Standard Pack.'
"Ya," Harry said as he fingered a set of magic darts. He picked them up and threw them into the bag. He walked over to where Ron and Hannah were trying to pick up the crate. He spit on his hands. He didn't know if this would help him lift it but he had seen them do it in the movies so he thought it might help. After half an hour of struggling they decided to just put the bag over the crate. Harry went over to the counter and dropped another beg full of galleons. Son three figures were on the top of the building and they took to the sky on three very old and battered broomsticks.
"Watcha doing, Snape?!" asked Sirius in a playful tone.
"Oh, shut up Black."