I found some big mistakes in the chapter. Well, not big ones, just ones
that kind of screw up the story. Most of you skipped over it so don't
worry. Sorry for the false alarm.
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"Mum, I'm home!" Harry said as he walked into the house. He had just gotten back from the mall.
"You're father will be home soon," his mother said as she walked into the living room. "Amy's out with her friends. She'll be back soon. Dinner will be ready soon."
"I'll be upstairs," Harry announced as he ran up the stairs. "Hey Hedwig." Hedwig was sitting on a perch in the room. Hedwig hooted. Harry looked at his watch. By family schedule, him and his sister were suppose to practice magic everyday. Deciding that he had time before dinner, Harry grabbed his charms book.
"Let's see," he mumbled as he looked through the pages. "I've already done most of these!" Finally he found one. It was a charm in the appearance section. Deciding that he wasn't going to try anything on himself, he flipped to another page. It was a charm on how to make ink appear on a page without writing it, but saying it. It was worth a try. Harry grabbed some paper and a pen and placed them on his desk. He pointed his hand toward the objects and said to himself, 'Escribiro'.
"My name is Harry Potter," he said. The words appeared on the paper. Happy with the results, he suddenly though of an idea. Would it work with the piano? Could he possibly just play notes and they would record themselves on the paper?
"¿Qué pasa? (What's the matter?)" a voice asked from the doorway. Harry turned. Amy was smiling at him.
"Nada, y tú? (Nothing, you?)," he asked back. Both Amy and Harry had taken Spanish and picked up the language fast. So fast that it was practically fluent.
"Nada, (Nothing)," she answered. "Although with you, it doesn't seem like nothing."
"I was just practicing and was wondering if a spell might work for something," he answered. Amy walked into the room and looked down at the book. She read about the charm.
"Well, the only way you're going to find out is if you try," she answered.
"You're father's home and dinner's ready!" their mother yelled up the stairs.
"I'll have to try it later," Harry said before they both headed downstairs to dinner and greeted their dad.
"Anything new happen today?" their father asked as they all sat down.
"Nothing much," they replied.
"What exciting lives," John (their father) replied sarcastically.
"So exciting that we don't remember what happened," Harry remarked gaining a few smiles.
"I have days like those," John said. "What time is that performance?"
Harry sighed. "It's at seven but we have to be there at six thirty."
"You don't sound so excited," his mother responded.
"That's because he's a section leader," Amy answered.
"Why would that make you nervous?" Susan asked.
"Because on two songs, it's just the section leaders singing, plus I'm the loudest singer in my section. I'm suppose to stand out," Harry replied.
"But that's a great thing!" his mother exclaimed. "You have a great voice. Show it off."
"I don't want to show it off!" Harry said.
"Too late," Amy replied quietly.
"Tell me about it," Harry said.
"Hey Harry," Amy said mysteriously. "Want some chicken?" She had a piece of chicken on her fork. She waved it in front of Harry and almost dropped it on the plate. Harry took his plate away.
"No thanks," he said, watching where Amy was going to put the chicken. It ended up on her plate and stayed there.
"Don't tease your brother like that," their mother said. "You know he doesn't eat meat."
"But it's fun to tease him every so often," Amy replied. Harry gave her a glare. She returned it.
"Oh John, another letter from that school came," Susan said.
"They still didn't stop sending letters?" he asked. "What is this? Five years in a row?"
"Six," Harry corrected him through a mouthful of mashed potatoes. They continued their dinner in silence until an owl flew into the window. It was Faith. She had newspaper in her claws. Susan grabbed the paper and unfolded it.
"Anything new?" John asked.
"Let's see." She looked through the paper. "Ah, Sirius Black was released."
"They found enough evidence to release him?" John asked.
"They found Peter Pettigrew," Susan said as she read the article.
"About time," Amy said. "It must be horrible in Azkaban."
"I bet it is," Harry said. "That's why he escaped."
After dinner, they cleaned up. Harry headed upstairs to change. It was almost six thirty. He quickly put on black pants and a white shirt. It was a dress code for performances. After putting on his shoes, he headed downstairs to grab his music off the piano. He quickly looked over it while the rest of the family was getting ready.
"You'll do fine," Amy said as she came downstairs to wait. Their parents finished a few seconds later. They all jumped in the car and headed to the school. The parking lot was packed. Harry saw many middle school children and their parents walking to the school. It was a concert to show off a music program in the high school. Once the car stopped, they got out and headed toward the school.
"I have to head to the music room," Harry announced as they reached the main entrance. They split up as his parents and Amy headed to the Gym.
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Professor McGonagall was sitting in the muggle gym dressed in muggle clothes.
"I can't believe Albus tracked him down to here," she said to the person next to her.
"Me either, but I can't wait to see him," the figure replied.
"Now when you do see him, don't run to him," McGonagall said.
"I won't!" the person said. "But I just can't wait to see my Godson."
"Well, I don't think you have to wait long," another figure said walking up to them.
"Albus?" McGonagall asked surprised. "I thought you weren't coming."
"Ah, Minerva, I love chamber music. How could I miss this?" Dumbledore said as he sat down. He was wearing muggle clothes as well as the others. "Excited Sirius?"
"Very excited," Sirius answered. "These people talk weird."
"They think that you talk weird," McGonagall said. They waited until the performance began.
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"Hey Harry!" Chris yelled seeing Harry. "Like it?" He twirled around. Over his clothes, he wore a maroon robe. It was like a graduation robe. All chamber singers and Park Swing members had to wear them when they performed.
"Oh yes," Harry replied sarcastically. They walked into the music room. "Boy am I glad that music isn't played with chamber singers."
"Yea because you know that you'll get stuck playing it," Chris said. All the singers were just about there. Harry grabbed his robe and put it on. "I hate these things," he replied.
"Well, they hate you," a soprano replied. It was Libby. She was the same age as Harry. She was in the same programs that he was in. She was the lead soprano. She sang the highest.
"That's great to know," Harry replied.
"Isn't it?" she said looking down at her own robe. "Although I do admit, I also hate these things."
"Nervous?" Harry asked.
"Very," she replied. "I have a high note to sing and I'm not ready."
"You can do it," Harry said.
"Now I can but out there, I don't think so," she replied. "I can't believe we have two songs to perform as just the four of us."
"I'm nervous about that," Harry admitted.
"So am I," the alto singer said. Her name was Sarah. "But I don't have really loud parts so I won't be heard much."
"Lucky you," Libby said. Sarah just smiled back.
"Ok everyone!" the teacher said. His name was Mr. Frey. "When we get in there, I want section leaders in the front. We're going on in a few minutes. Are you all ready?"
"What are we singing?" a bass asked.
"The songs we practiced this afternoon," the teacher answered. He looked at his watch. "It's time, let's go and good luck." He walked out into the Gym with the chamber singers behind him. They all took their spots. Harry was standing off to the left side in front.
"Welcome!" the teacher said. "My name is Mr. Frey and with me is the chamber singers from the high school. This is an example of what dedicated music students can audition to and get into to. This group behind me is very dedicated to what they do and you will hear that when they start singing. It requires dedication because of the type of music sung. Many times, each section has their own different parts to sing at the same time as the others who are singing their parts. I'm going to have them all sing three songs together. Two will have each of the sections singing things at different times. One will have them singing the same thing at the same time. After that, I will have the section leaders sing two songs. The section leaders are the best out of their section."
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"Is that him?" Sirius asked as the chamber singers walked into the Gym. They stood on risers.
"I think so," McGonagall said. She was watching him as the teacher was talking. The teacher than turned toward the singers.
"The section leaders are as follows. For bass, Mike Thomson will be the leader. For alto, Sarah Higgins, for Tenor, Harry Potter and for soprano, Libby Michel."
"That's him," Dumbledore said as the teacher announced the first song called 'Have I Found Her'. Then came 'O Magnum Mysterium' and then 'All My Trials'. Each was performed wonderfully. The last two was by the leaders. They were called 'Haec Dies,' and 'Tambur'. They got to hear just how Harry sounded. Soon the songs were over and the chamber singers left.
"That was amazing," McGonagall said.
"He has Lily's voice," Sirius said.
"Come on, let's find him," McGonagall said as she stood up. When they made it to the front lobby, they saw Harry talking two adults, a boy and a girl around his age. It was his parents, Amy and Chris.
"That was great!" they heard the girl say.
"It wasn't that good," Harry said.
"Harry, I can't do that. That was great," the boy said.
"Chris, you're a bass. You couldn't hit those notes even if someone kicked you in the stomach," Harry said. The girl rolled her eyes.
"You're probably right," Chris said.
"We can't tell them here," McGonagall said.
"We're going to have to," Dumbledore said. "We need to tell them." They walked over to the two adults who were talking to each other. They had to be Harry's foster parents.
"Are you Mr. Potter's parents?" Dumbledore asked walking over to them. They looked up at him.
"Yes we are," the mother responded. "Can we help you?"
"My name is Albus Dumbledore. I'm the headmaster at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I just wanted to talk to you about Mr. Potter going to school," he explained.
"We've been given offers to other schools but we turned them down," the mother said. "He doesn't want to go to a magical school."
"I just thought that he'd be interested in going to the school where his parents went to school." The mother took a deep breath.
"Come outside. We can talk better out there," she said. She turned to the children. "Amy, Harry come with me. We have to go home." Harry and Amy said good bye to their friend and watched him walk away before heading over to their parents.
"What is it?" Amy asked.
"We just need to talk to these people outside," Susan answered. Amy and Harry looked at the three people with curious glances before following their parents outside.
"What did you want to talk about?" Harry asked once they reached a safe place to talk.
"Hello, I'm Albus Dumbledore. I'm the headmaster of a magic school in Europe." He outstretched his hand. Harry just looked down at it in disgust.
"Why do you want to talk to me?" he asked.
"I thought that you might want some magical schooling," Dumbledore answered taking his hand away.
"I don't want to go to any school besides the one I'm in, thank you very much," he said before he began to walk away.
"It's the same school your parents went to," Dumbledore said. "You're real parents," he added when Harry looked at Susan and John.
"I don't want to go," he said before walking away. Amy looked the three of them over before leaving after Harry.
"That went well," Sirius said.
"Indeed it did," John said. "He's stubborn. We've gotten offers to many other schools but both him and his sister don't want to go anywhere. They like their friends and activities. They established a life here. Amy is into acting while Harry is into his singing."
"We see that," Sirius added receiving glares from McGonagall.
"I'm sorry," Susan said. "It's all the way in Europe. We can't travel that far. Not just for school."
"We want to go home," Amy said as her and Harry walked up to the group. Then suddenly something caught Harry's eye.
"You want to go home?" John asked surprised. Usually his children love to stay out.
"Yea," she answered. She turned to her brother. "Don't we Harry?" She saw his eyes focused on something over their father's shoulder in the dark alley by the school. "What is it?" she asked. Harry didn't answer. Amy stood on her tiptoes to see what it was. Then she saw it. A group of big guys were circling around a girl. She looked frightened. They were saying things to her. One guy went to punch her when another went to kick her. One guy had a gun.
"Sarah!" Amy yelled, recognizing who the girl was. Harry was already off. He ran and slipped through the space between his father and Sirius. He kept running up to the group at full speed. Amy was right behind him.
"Let her go!" he yelled knocking the first guy he came in contact with to the ground. Then a shot rang out through the alley and everything went silent.
"Harry!" their mother yelled realizing what was happening but didn't have enough time to stop her son. Everyone was too shocked to do anything.
"Leave her alone!" Amy yelled as she jumped onto the closest guy knocking him to the ground. She had tears in her eyes. She didn't want to know what happened to Harry. Another guy took a hold of Amy and threw her onto the hard cement. He kept her down when suddenly he was knocked off.
"Leave my sister alone!" Harry yelled. He helped Amy stand. "Are you okay?" She nodded. Harry left her to get Sarah out of the way of the guys not seeing who crept up behind him. Amy was just about to yell to him but it was too late. The guy with the gun brought it down on Harry's head. Harry fell to the ground, barely conscious but Sarah got away. Amy tried to run to her brother but one of them held her back. She watched as a group of them kicked Harry as he lay on the ground. By the time any of the adults could do anything, the damage was done.
"Let him go!" Amy yelled. She couldn't get loose but suddenly the guy that was holding onto her let go. Chris came running by her and towards his fallen friend. He tried to help but they threatened him with the gun.
"I know I shouldn't be doing this but this is an emergency," Amy said to herself as she pointed her hand toward the guys. She thought about the disarming spell. Just as her spell was cast, a few other rays of light flew past her. It was other spells. The adults were finally able to do something. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion that it took this long to react. In a matter of seconds, the guys were either arrested by the police that arrived, or ran away at the beginning. Amy and Chris ran over to Harry who wasn't moving.
"My baby!" Susan cried as she ran forth. She helped turn Harry over. He had blood all over his body. In a matter of seconds, Harry was taken away in an ambulance. After a few hours, tests were run to show Harry's injuries. He had broken many bones all over his body.
Susan cried as she watched her son sleeping in the hospital bed. The police had been around a couple of times asking questions. Dumbledore, Sirius, McGonagall, John, Susan, Amy and Chris were in the room.
"They'll be back," Chris said. His memory wasn't erased from seeing the magic unlike everyone else's. He knew about magic now. All he really knew was that Harry was special and that if he stayed here, he would be in danger. "Those goons never give up on anyone."
"This just about does it," Susan said. She turned to Amy. "I don't care if you or your brother like it or not but," she turned to Dumbledore, "when can we leave?" Amy didn't bother saying anything against them moving. She knew that they had to move. She was in danger also.
"We should more before Harry wakes up," John said. "You know how he'll react." Susan nodded.
"Well, whenever you move, can you tell Harry to write or call?" Chris asked. "I have to get going now."
"We'll make sure we tell him," Amy said hugging Chris. They were practically close to each other as best friends.
"Just keep in contact as much as possible. Good luck," he said before leaving the room.
"When are we moving him?" John asked.
"As soon as possible," Dumbledore said. "We have a hospital at the school that can heal Harry quickly."
"Then let's leave now. We'll come back for our things later," Susan said wiping away a tear. Grabbing each other's hands as well as Harry's they apperated out of the hospital. They appeared at Hogsmeade and quickly made their way towards the castle with Harry lying on a stretcher.
"Mum, I'm home!" Harry said as he walked into the house. He had just gotten back from the mall.
"You're father will be home soon," his mother said as she walked into the living room. "Amy's out with her friends. She'll be back soon. Dinner will be ready soon."
"I'll be upstairs," Harry announced as he ran up the stairs. "Hey Hedwig." Hedwig was sitting on a perch in the room. Hedwig hooted. Harry looked at his watch. By family schedule, him and his sister were suppose to practice magic everyday. Deciding that he had time before dinner, Harry grabbed his charms book.
"Let's see," he mumbled as he looked through the pages. "I've already done most of these!" Finally he found one. It was a charm in the appearance section. Deciding that he wasn't going to try anything on himself, he flipped to another page. It was a charm on how to make ink appear on a page without writing it, but saying it. It was worth a try. Harry grabbed some paper and a pen and placed them on his desk. He pointed his hand toward the objects and said to himself, 'Escribiro'.
"My name is Harry Potter," he said. The words appeared on the paper. Happy with the results, he suddenly though of an idea. Would it work with the piano? Could he possibly just play notes and they would record themselves on the paper?
"¿Qué pasa? (What's the matter?)" a voice asked from the doorway. Harry turned. Amy was smiling at him.
"Nada, y tú? (Nothing, you?)," he asked back. Both Amy and Harry had taken Spanish and picked up the language fast. So fast that it was practically fluent.
"Nada, (Nothing)," she answered. "Although with you, it doesn't seem like nothing."
"I was just practicing and was wondering if a spell might work for something," he answered. Amy walked into the room and looked down at the book. She read about the charm.
"Well, the only way you're going to find out is if you try," she answered.
"You're father's home and dinner's ready!" their mother yelled up the stairs.
"I'll have to try it later," Harry said before they both headed downstairs to dinner and greeted their dad.
"Anything new happen today?" their father asked as they all sat down.
"Nothing much," they replied.
"What exciting lives," John (their father) replied sarcastically.
"So exciting that we don't remember what happened," Harry remarked gaining a few smiles.
"I have days like those," John said. "What time is that performance?"
Harry sighed. "It's at seven but we have to be there at six thirty."
"You don't sound so excited," his mother responded.
"That's because he's a section leader," Amy answered.
"Why would that make you nervous?" Susan asked.
"Because on two songs, it's just the section leaders singing, plus I'm the loudest singer in my section. I'm suppose to stand out," Harry replied.
"But that's a great thing!" his mother exclaimed. "You have a great voice. Show it off."
"I don't want to show it off!" Harry said.
"Too late," Amy replied quietly.
"Tell me about it," Harry said.
"Hey Harry," Amy said mysteriously. "Want some chicken?" She had a piece of chicken on her fork. She waved it in front of Harry and almost dropped it on the plate. Harry took his plate away.
"No thanks," he said, watching where Amy was going to put the chicken. It ended up on her plate and stayed there.
"Don't tease your brother like that," their mother said. "You know he doesn't eat meat."
"But it's fun to tease him every so often," Amy replied. Harry gave her a glare. She returned it.
"Oh John, another letter from that school came," Susan said.
"They still didn't stop sending letters?" he asked. "What is this? Five years in a row?"
"Six," Harry corrected him through a mouthful of mashed potatoes. They continued their dinner in silence until an owl flew into the window. It was Faith. She had newspaper in her claws. Susan grabbed the paper and unfolded it.
"Anything new?" John asked.
"Let's see." She looked through the paper. "Ah, Sirius Black was released."
"They found enough evidence to release him?" John asked.
"They found Peter Pettigrew," Susan said as she read the article.
"About time," Amy said. "It must be horrible in Azkaban."
"I bet it is," Harry said. "That's why he escaped."
After dinner, they cleaned up. Harry headed upstairs to change. It was almost six thirty. He quickly put on black pants and a white shirt. It was a dress code for performances. After putting on his shoes, he headed downstairs to grab his music off the piano. He quickly looked over it while the rest of the family was getting ready.
"You'll do fine," Amy said as she came downstairs to wait. Their parents finished a few seconds later. They all jumped in the car and headed to the school. The parking lot was packed. Harry saw many middle school children and their parents walking to the school. It was a concert to show off a music program in the high school. Once the car stopped, they got out and headed toward the school.
"I have to head to the music room," Harry announced as they reached the main entrance. They split up as his parents and Amy headed to the Gym.
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Professor McGonagall was sitting in the muggle gym dressed in muggle clothes.
"I can't believe Albus tracked him down to here," she said to the person next to her.
"Me either, but I can't wait to see him," the figure replied.
"Now when you do see him, don't run to him," McGonagall said.
"I won't!" the person said. "But I just can't wait to see my Godson."
"Well, I don't think you have to wait long," another figure said walking up to them.
"Albus?" McGonagall asked surprised. "I thought you weren't coming."
"Ah, Minerva, I love chamber music. How could I miss this?" Dumbledore said as he sat down. He was wearing muggle clothes as well as the others. "Excited Sirius?"
"Very excited," Sirius answered. "These people talk weird."
"They think that you talk weird," McGonagall said. They waited until the performance began.
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"Hey Harry!" Chris yelled seeing Harry. "Like it?" He twirled around. Over his clothes, he wore a maroon robe. It was like a graduation robe. All chamber singers and Park Swing members had to wear them when they performed.
"Oh yes," Harry replied sarcastically. They walked into the music room. "Boy am I glad that music isn't played with chamber singers."
"Yea because you know that you'll get stuck playing it," Chris said. All the singers were just about there. Harry grabbed his robe and put it on. "I hate these things," he replied.
"Well, they hate you," a soprano replied. It was Libby. She was the same age as Harry. She was in the same programs that he was in. She was the lead soprano. She sang the highest.
"That's great to know," Harry replied.
"Isn't it?" she said looking down at her own robe. "Although I do admit, I also hate these things."
"Nervous?" Harry asked.
"Very," she replied. "I have a high note to sing and I'm not ready."
"You can do it," Harry said.
"Now I can but out there, I don't think so," she replied. "I can't believe we have two songs to perform as just the four of us."
"I'm nervous about that," Harry admitted.
"So am I," the alto singer said. Her name was Sarah. "But I don't have really loud parts so I won't be heard much."
"Lucky you," Libby said. Sarah just smiled back.
"Ok everyone!" the teacher said. His name was Mr. Frey. "When we get in there, I want section leaders in the front. We're going on in a few minutes. Are you all ready?"
"What are we singing?" a bass asked.
"The songs we practiced this afternoon," the teacher answered. He looked at his watch. "It's time, let's go and good luck." He walked out into the Gym with the chamber singers behind him. They all took their spots. Harry was standing off to the left side in front.
"Welcome!" the teacher said. "My name is Mr. Frey and with me is the chamber singers from the high school. This is an example of what dedicated music students can audition to and get into to. This group behind me is very dedicated to what they do and you will hear that when they start singing. It requires dedication because of the type of music sung. Many times, each section has their own different parts to sing at the same time as the others who are singing their parts. I'm going to have them all sing three songs together. Two will have each of the sections singing things at different times. One will have them singing the same thing at the same time. After that, I will have the section leaders sing two songs. The section leaders are the best out of their section."
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"Is that him?" Sirius asked as the chamber singers walked into the Gym. They stood on risers.
"I think so," McGonagall said. She was watching him as the teacher was talking. The teacher than turned toward the singers.
"The section leaders are as follows. For bass, Mike Thomson will be the leader. For alto, Sarah Higgins, for Tenor, Harry Potter and for soprano, Libby Michel."
"That's him," Dumbledore said as the teacher announced the first song called 'Have I Found Her'. Then came 'O Magnum Mysterium' and then 'All My Trials'. Each was performed wonderfully. The last two was by the leaders. They were called 'Haec Dies,' and 'Tambur'. They got to hear just how Harry sounded. Soon the songs were over and the chamber singers left.
"That was amazing," McGonagall said.
"He has Lily's voice," Sirius said.
"Come on, let's find him," McGonagall said as she stood up. When they made it to the front lobby, they saw Harry talking two adults, a boy and a girl around his age. It was his parents, Amy and Chris.
"That was great!" they heard the girl say.
"It wasn't that good," Harry said.
"Harry, I can't do that. That was great," the boy said.
"Chris, you're a bass. You couldn't hit those notes even if someone kicked you in the stomach," Harry said. The girl rolled her eyes.
"You're probably right," Chris said.
"We can't tell them here," McGonagall said.
"We're going to have to," Dumbledore said. "We need to tell them." They walked over to the two adults who were talking to each other. They had to be Harry's foster parents.
"Are you Mr. Potter's parents?" Dumbledore asked walking over to them. They looked up at him.
"Yes we are," the mother responded. "Can we help you?"
"My name is Albus Dumbledore. I'm the headmaster at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I just wanted to talk to you about Mr. Potter going to school," he explained.
"We've been given offers to other schools but we turned them down," the mother said. "He doesn't want to go to a magical school."
"I just thought that he'd be interested in going to the school where his parents went to school." The mother took a deep breath.
"Come outside. We can talk better out there," she said. She turned to the children. "Amy, Harry come with me. We have to go home." Harry and Amy said good bye to their friend and watched him walk away before heading over to their parents.
"What is it?" Amy asked.
"We just need to talk to these people outside," Susan answered. Amy and Harry looked at the three people with curious glances before following their parents outside.
"What did you want to talk about?" Harry asked once they reached a safe place to talk.
"Hello, I'm Albus Dumbledore. I'm the headmaster of a magic school in Europe." He outstretched his hand. Harry just looked down at it in disgust.
"Why do you want to talk to me?" he asked.
"I thought that you might want some magical schooling," Dumbledore answered taking his hand away.
"I don't want to go to any school besides the one I'm in, thank you very much," he said before he began to walk away.
"It's the same school your parents went to," Dumbledore said. "You're real parents," he added when Harry looked at Susan and John.
"I don't want to go," he said before walking away. Amy looked the three of them over before leaving after Harry.
"That went well," Sirius said.
"Indeed it did," John said. "He's stubborn. We've gotten offers to many other schools but both him and his sister don't want to go anywhere. They like their friends and activities. They established a life here. Amy is into acting while Harry is into his singing."
"We see that," Sirius added receiving glares from McGonagall.
"I'm sorry," Susan said. "It's all the way in Europe. We can't travel that far. Not just for school."
"We want to go home," Amy said as her and Harry walked up to the group. Then suddenly something caught Harry's eye.
"You want to go home?" John asked surprised. Usually his children love to stay out.
"Yea," she answered. She turned to her brother. "Don't we Harry?" She saw his eyes focused on something over their father's shoulder in the dark alley by the school. "What is it?" she asked. Harry didn't answer. Amy stood on her tiptoes to see what it was. Then she saw it. A group of big guys were circling around a girl. She looked frightened. They were saying things to her. One guy went to punch her when another went to kick her. One guy had a gun.
"Sarah!" Amy yelled, recognizing who the girl was. Harry was already off. He ran and slipped through the space between his father and Sirius. He kept running up to the group at full speed. Amy was right behind him.
"Let her go!" he yelled knocking the first guy he came in contact with to the ground. Then a shot rang out through the alley and everything went silent.
"Harry!" their mother yelled realizing what was happening but didn't have enough time to stop her son. Everyone was too shocked to do anything.
"Leave her alone!" Amy yelled as she jumped onto the closest guy knocking him to the ground. She had tears in her eyes. She didn't want to know what happened to Harry. Another guy took a hold of Amy and threw her onto the hard cement. He kept her down when suddenly he was knocked off.
"Leave my sister alone!" Harry yelled. He helped Amy stand. "Are you okay?" She nodded. Harry left her to get Sarah out of the way of the guys not seeing who crept up behind him. Amy was just about to yell to him but it was too late. The guy with the gun brought it down on Harry's head. Harry fell to the ground, barely conscious but Sarah got away. Amy tried to run to her brother but one of them held her back. She watched as a group of them kicked Harry as he lay on the ground. By the time any of the adults could do anything, the damage was done.
"Let him go!" Amy yelled. She couldn't get loose but suddenly the guy that was holding onto her let go. Chris came running by her and towards his fallen friend. He tried to help but they threatened him with the gun.
"I know I shouldn't be doing this but this is an emergency," Amy said to herself as she pointed her hand toward the guys. She thought about the disarming spell. Just as her spell was cast, a few other rays of light flew past her. It was other spells. The adults were finally able to do something. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion that it took this long to react. In a matter of seconds, the guys were either arrested by the police that arrived, or ran away at the beginning. Amy and Chris ran over to Harry who wasn't moving.
"My baby!" Susan cried as she ran forth. She helped turn Harry over. He had blood all over his body. In a matter of seconds, Harry was taken away in an ambulance. After a few hours, tests were run to show Harry's injuries. He had broken many bones all over his body.
Susan cried as she watched her son sleeping in the hospital bed. The police had been around a couple of times asking questions. Dumbledore, Sirius, McGonagall, John, Susan, Amy and Chris were in the room.
"They'll be back," Chris said. His memory wasn't erased from seeing the magic unlike everyone else's. He knew about magic now. All he really knew was that Harry was special and that if he stayed here, he would be in danger. "Those goons never give up on anyone."
"This just about does it," Susan said. She turned to Amy. "I don't care if you or your brother like it or not but," she turned to Dumbledore, "when can we leave?" Amy didn't bother saying anything against them moving. She knew that they had to move. She was in danger also.
"We should more before Harry wakes up," John said. "You know how he'll react." Susan nodded.
"Well, whenever you move, can you tell Harry to write or call?" Chris asked. "I have to get going now."
"We'll make sure we tell him," Amy said hugging Chris. They were practically close to each other as best friends.
"Just keep in contact as much as possible. Good luck," he said before leaving the room.
"When are we moving him?" John asked.
"As soon as possible," Dumbledore said. "We have a hospital at the school that can heal Harry quickly."
"Then let's leave now. We'll come back for our things later," Susan said wiping away a tear. Grabbing each other's hands as well as Harry's they apperated out of the hospital. They appeared at Hogsmeade and quickly made their way towards the castle with Harry lying on a stretcher.