Finding Potter
Disclaimer: I don't own this. JK Rowling owns Harry, Hermione, Ron, etc. Universal Studios owns "Back To The Future". I'm sorry this is coming out so late, but on the bright side, at least Kneazle will be back from vacation. I'm getting caught with the writing bug again, so I hope get the next chapter out soon. God bless and thanks for all the kind reviews!
Blaise Zablini whirled around.
"What the he-" she was cut off in mid-sentence as Hermione Granger fired off a Stunning Spell, perfectly of course, and it hit Zablini in the chest. She fell to the ground in a crumpled heap. Turning and raising her wand she Stunned a shocked Quinn Quirell who had been paralyzed by a sudden fear.
When she was finished mopping up the Death Eaters, Hermione turned her best stare on Marty McFly, who suddenly wanted to die.
"I didn't mean anything by it Miss Granger," he managed to squeak out. Hermione continued to stare at him. "Honestly Miss Granger, it wasn't my..." Marty trailed off, and begin to start again "I just bought this skateboard, see? And I figured that you could put a spell on it..."
Finally Hermione broke into Marty's pitiful defense, "You didn't mean anything by it? Are you so dense as to not realize that probably every move we are making is being watched?"
"Er...sorry," Marty said, now sweating profusely.
Hermione sighed, wishing that she hadn't lost her temper, "Good. Now let's get back to the Doc, OK?"
Marty sullenly nodded and turned to leave.
"Oh," Hermione said picking up the skateboard and enchanting the wheels off, "What kind of spell did you exactly want put on this?"
"Flight," Marty said morosely as he turned around.
Hermione nodded, and mumbled under her breath and a deep blue light came from her wand and enshrouded the board. Hermione then dropped it to the ground and rather then making contact with the ground it floated a good two feet from the surface. Daintily, Hermione jumped on it and smiled inwardly to herself. Before her adventures at Hogwarts she never would have taken that chance...but now, all she was afraid of was not finding Harry. She pushed those thoughts from her mind and took one foot off the converted skateboard and pushed off speeding down the alley.
"Hey!" Marty called out, "What about me?"
Hermione grinned evilly, "Run! You might as well get some exercise for the troubles ahead!" And with that she was off around the corner.
Marty swore to himself and began running.
Quinn rubbed his head, "Ohhh, that hurt."
"QUINN!" Blaise yelled, she had woken up a few seconds before and was already on her feet.
"What Blaise?" Quinn asked slightly irritated as he begin to remember what happened with Hermione Granger. Zablini was sure to blame him.
"I take it that you did not stop whoever attacked me."
Quinn tried to come up with a probable lie, "No ma'am."
"NO? Are you worth of the name Quirrell, Quinn? n I don't care how well you can shoot a curse, we let McFly out of our grasps and probably Granger and Potter as well! If the Dark Lord was here, he would do the same thing that I am going to do!"
Quinn faltered, Surely she wouldn't...
Blaise Zablini did. She raised her wand, pointed at Quinn Quirell who was barely able to utter a "No..." before the bolt of Avada Kedavra hit him in the throat, killing him instantly.
"Marty!" Doc Brown yelled out across the Albanian marketplace where he was looking for his missing protege, "Marty!"
A few Albanians looked at him oddly, most likely thinking him to be crazy or insane. The Doc didn't care. He didn't want anything to happen to his young friend.
"Over here, Doc," the melodious voice of Hermione Granger called out over the hustle and bustle of people selling their wares.
The Doc turned around, and saw Hermione grinning triumphantly with a wheelless skateboard under her arm. A few feet behind her was a sweaty and tired looking Marty McFly.
"Miss Granger," he said, trying to catch his breath, "Am I alive?"
Hermione grinned wider and turned around, "I figured a good five-mile run around Shkod
"Rock-climbing?" the Doc said puzzled, "Why are we going to have to do rock-climbing?"
Hermione sighed, "They're no way that we can Apparate exactly to Harry's cave, all we know is that he's on the outskirts of Shkod
The Doc nodded, The things I've got to do because Marty blew up a garage...
Blaise Zablini nodded to the child and then answered him in Albanian, "You said you saw a lady with brown hair on a skateboard with no wheels floating in the air go by here?"
"Right," the eight-year old Albanian child nodded, "My parents didn't believe me though."
"That's OK," Blaise grinned and handed the boy a rather large Albanian bill. The boy grinned and ran off.
OK, Hermione Granger, I'm ready for you.
Hermione reached for the next hand hold in the cliff. According to a local, a black-haired man had last been seen coming into these cliffs three weeks ago. Unless Harry had wanted to blow the fact that he was hiding out here, he probably wouldn't have moved.
Behind her, Marty groaned and looked up, they still had at least another couple hundred feet to go before they'd be at the cave in the middle of the cliff, and if Miss Granger's boyfriend, this Harry Potter who was Moldevort's enemy wasn't in that cave, Her-Miss Granger had so politely reminded Marty that there were three caves on this cliff, and four more cliffs to check.
Blaise nodded, "These cliffs over here?" She pointed at the said cliffs and the man affirmed this with a nod, "Yeah, they left to go there a while ago, an old man, a young kid, and a nice-looking woman."
"Thank you," Blaise said, then she whipped out her wand and pointed it at the man's forehead, "Obilviate!"
Hermione sighed, two caves down and no Harry James Potter. She sighed, she wouldn't give up hope, she wouldn't, she wouldn't! She loved Harry!
"What was that?" Marty said, and Hermione realized, that embarrassingly she had said that last part out loud.
"Nothing," Hermione said trying to dismiss the issue as she reached over some lichen for the next hold.
Marty seemed ready to press the issue but the Doc broke in, "Miss Granger, why could you have enlarged Marty's board and flown us up here?"
"I thought of that," Hermione acknowledged, "But it wouldn't work, if we had a good Nimbus or Cleansweep racing broom we could get up this high, but not with anything else."
The Doc nodded and the trio headed onward and upward.
Blaise Zablini looked askance at the high cliff, she had always had a horrid fear of heights since when she was twelve and had been hit in the side of the head with a Bludger.
"Well," she mumbled, "No time like the present to get over old fears," she lifted her wand, "Accio Nimbus!"
A thousand miles away in Quality Quidditch Supplies a brand new Nimbus Four Thousand racing broom broke the display window and flew at the speed of sound into the window of an old dilapidated old store, and zoomed into a readily prepared wormhole that Lord Weasley had specially created two years ago as a...precaution.
From there, the hapless Nimbus broom streaked through space-time. The original intention of the wormhole had been as a backup so that if Lord Weasley or any Dark Lord leading the Death Eaters at the time were to be defeated, it would always be possible to reverse the discussion of Fate.
Following a trip that last sixteen nanoseconds, the Nimbus broom gently deposited itself in Blaise Zablini's outreached hand.
This was it, Hermione sighed, the last cave on this cliff, Please Harry, she pleaded, Please be there with outstretched arms for me, please!
Harry James Potter heard an odd noise outside of his cave, he strained to hear more, but was unable to. Knowing he was defeated if this was a member of Lord Weasley's Dark forces he was surely dead, he picked up his wand, still determined to fight until the very end. A hand came over the ledge of his cave and the person hoisted themself up. Harry pointed the wand where that person's head would be, and huge smile broke out on his face, and for the first time in years pleasant emotions coursed their way through his body.
"Hermione!"