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Chapter 5 Attack Started. . . So Let's Escape!
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"What's the matter?" Harry asked, alarmed at his sudden change of mood.
"Many people. . . at least ten are coming this way. Draw the curtain." Sirius' keen hearing alerted him to faint footsteps down on the street signaling that these people hadn't deliberately hid the sound of their movements.
Harry quickly drew the curtains so that people on the street would not know that they were spying on them. Sirius peeped at the street through the curtains. Harry's heart beat quicker and quicker. Please don't let it be Death Eaters. Please don't let them hurt Sirius . . .
"Have you got your wand?"
"Yes." Harry said and pulled out his wand from his pocket. Sirius left the window and turned back, his brain instantly generating several not too feasible escape routes. He knew something was wrong. . .terribly wrong. . .but he had to get Harry to safety.
Harry stared questioningly at Sirius.
"Death Eaters, twelve of them. More could be on the way. There is no hope of Aurors coming. They would have been here by now if they had meant to come. Where's Hedwig?"
"Out hunting."
"So contacting Dumbledore is out of the question. . ." Sirius stood there with his hands folded, contemplating deeply. Harry, on the other hand, could hardly think properly. Don't panic, he told himself.
Without warning, the house suddenly shook violently as if something large had collided with it. Harry lost his balance and fell back onto his bed. Sirius quickly glanced out of the window.
"This should not be happening. . . the protection. . ." he whispered to himself, and then he turned to Harry. 'Listen, Harry.' Harry had just managed to sit up. Sirius knelt in front of him to speak to him at eye level. He put both hands on Harry's shoulders.
"Our only chance is to get to Arabella's place and then go to Hogwarts by floo powder. "
"Arabella?"
"That's Mrs. Figg."
Harry's emerald eyes widened. Mrs. Figg, the crazy cat-loving old lady, a witch? Impossible.
"There's no time for explanations. This house will only hold for roughly ten minutes. I'm going to transfigure my features so that I look like you -" Sirius held up his hand to prevent Harry from interrupting. "I run out first to cause a distraction. After the Death Eaters leave to chase me, flee immediately to Arabella's. . . Mrs. Figg's house. I'll get there as soon as I can. Just do as I say. "
"NO! I'm definitely not going to leave you in danger and run to safety myself! No!"
"Oh, yes you're going to!" Sirius tightened his grip on Harry's shoulders and shook him firmly. "I'm more than capable of escaping a few Death Eaters, Harry. Trust me." Harry, please let me protect you. . . I don't mind what would happen to me. . .but I won't let anything happen to you, never. Sirius vowed to himself silently.
Harry nodded grimly. He didn't want to admit it, but they couldn't possibly defeat all the Death Eaters by themselves. He was sure that Sirius would be able to handle the Death Eaters by himself. After all, it was him and no other who managed to escape Azkaban. Harry would be a burden to Sirius if they tried to escape together, so it would be better if they went their separate ways. At least Sirius would have a chance to escape. "Ok, I'll go to Mrs. Figg's house. . . but promise me that you won't let anything happen to yourself."
Then came another powerful blow to the house.
"What the hell is happening? HARRY POTTER!!" Uncle Vernon's bellow rang through the house. It appeared that he had finally woken from all the noise.
"Just leave them here." Sirius said upon seeing Harry's anxious look. Harry surely didn't want to have to deal with the Dursleys when he was already busy trying to escape the Death Eaters.
"Get your invisibility cloak." Sirius said while having a last glance out of the window. Harry quickly grabbed his cloak from his open trunk. The Firebolt that lay beside it made Harry stop.
"Sirius, we can flee by broom!"
Harry barely felt the relief for the fact that they could flee so easily when Sirius crushed his hope. "No. Several Death Eaters are already hawking out there by broom. They may be professional Quidditch players."
Without another word, Harry nodded dejectedly and was ready to follow Sirius out of the room. Sirius swung the door open and they were startled to find a fuming Vernon Dursley stood outside, his giant fist raised, just about to pound on the door.
"What - Who are . . ." he stopped immediately as Sirius pointed his wand directly at Uncle Vernon's temple. Harry would have laughed out loud at his uncle's purple face if not for the seriousness of the situation.
"Shut up and stay in the house. Don't get in our way if you don't want to get yourself and your family killed." The venom in Sirius' voice was enough to make anyone believe that Sirius was indeed capable of murder. He then ushered Harry downstairs without a backward glance at the speechless and shaken Uncle Vernon who was too stunned to even move an inch.
"One minute after I go." After seeing that Harry put on the invisibility cloak, Sirius bolted out of the front door, leaving no chance for further protest from Harry. Harry watched anxiously as the disguised Sirius darted away from the house and sent a curse that caused a large explosion to where most of the darkly robed figures gathered. A dazzling light lingered for a moment. Harry couldn't see anything but could only hear the shouts and the screams of the Death Eaters.
"It' him! It's Potter!"
"What's happening? What has he done?"
"Where is he?"
"Over there! Catch him!!!"
After the light died out, Harry could no longer see Sirius, but only the backs of the Death Eaters who were all running at their full speed down the road. Sirius must have fled that way.
Harry surveyed the area once again and noticed that two Death Eaters lay motionless on the ground, apparently stunned. It seemed that Sirius had not only caused a distraction that allowed Harry to flee safely, but also managed to take out two Death Eaters in the process. Harry was impressed. . . but he had to deal with the more pressing matter of getting to Mrs. Figg's house first.
With his wand in his hand and invisibility cloak covering his body, Harry cautiously ran out the door of the house and into the road that led to Mrs. Figg's house, which was only a few streets away. He could still hear the occasional shouts of the Death Eaters not too far away. "Please don't let him be hurt. . ." thought Harry. Although he knew very well that Sirius could manage himself just well, Harry couldn't stop himself from worrying. He kept running nevertheless.
Harry didn't know why he sensed it. Perhaps it was his instinct as a seeker, Harry knew something was flying real fast towards him from behind, and so he dodged. A red light flew just above his head as Harry rolled onto the pavement, his invisibility cloak slipping off in the process and falling onto the ground. Harry had no time to retrieve it as another curse came flying his way. He immediately sprang up from the ground and got behind a nearby lamppost. The curse hit the window of the house just behind him and the glass shattered with a loud crash.
Two Death Eaters discovered him and they were steadily advancing on him. He ought to have guessed that this wouldn't so easy.
"POTTER IS HERE!!!" "He is here!"
Harry kept running and found that he was being forced away from the original path! Harry dodged another round of curses and sent his own to the attackers.
"Stupefy! Expelliarmus!"
It seemed that luck was on Harry's side or that he had a better aim than the two Death Eaters, because they were lying on the ground when Harry turned his head to examine how close they were.
Harry ran towards the direction of Mrs. Figg house once again. He ran and ran and ran.
Several Death Eaters darted out from a nearby alley. But then Harry had already reached the door of Mrs. Figg's house. He pound heavily on the door and shouted. "Mrs. Figg!!!"
He had to cast the shielding charm on himself as the Death Eaters showered curses on him.
"Mrs. Figg! Open up!"
It really was a wonder that Harry's shielding charm could block such a lot of curses , because it had seemed so feeble just a few months ago when he practiced it with Hermione and Ron. However, soon the shield was no longer enough. Death Eaters were only a few steps away. With the last desperate pound on the door, Harry sprang away from the door again as the closest death eater leapt to try to catch him. It would be useless to get into the house with Alohomora . Mrs. Figg surely was not in the house or else she certainly would be woken up by all the noise . . .and he did not know where she would put the floo powder. If he had managed to get into the house, he would have been trapped.
Where should he go now? And where was Sirius? Was he hurt? Or Caught? What should he do now? Harry could think of nothing else as he ran desperately from the pursuing Death Eaters. A park was a few yards ahead of Harry. Maybe he could climb on a tree to hide for a while? Harry increased his speed.
Just as Harry was about to reach the nearest tree, a curse landed and exploded just behind his feet and sent him flying forward and colliding headlong into the tree. Although it hurt a lot, Harry forced himself to look up and find who had attacked him from above. And he saw with dismay that a Death Eater on a broom, just as Sirius had told him, and was diving towards him at a great speed! Harry didn't have to look at the writing on the broom to know that it was a Firebolt.
He knew that he would be no match for a broom(a Firebolt no less!)! Harry kept running nevertheless. Soon he felt a pull on his arm. The Death Eater caught him. No! An indescribable fear rose in Harry. I have to do something! Then an idea suddenly dawned on Harry as the Death Eater, still floating above the ground on the broom, turned Harry around roughly.
Harry raised his wand to the Death Eater's eye level and sent red sparks, which he had learned to do during his first year, into the face of the Death Eater. With a great yell, the Death Eater released his iron grip on Harry's arm and shot upwards and backwards quickly, one hand clapping tightly over his eyes. Harry didn't wait to see whether the unfortunate Death Eater managed to stay on his broom as the other Death Eaters were closing in on him.
Harry once again turned to run, only to be pulled behind a tree. It was a bony but steady hand that clapped over his month and another that held tightly onto his arm.
"It's Mrs. Figg." she said. Her voice, only usually used to fuss about cats, was oddly authoritative and calm.
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Chapter 5 Attack Started. . . So Let's Escape!
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"What's the matter?" Harry asked, alarmed at his sudden change of mood.
"Many people. . . at least ten are coming this way. Draw the curtain." Sirius' keen hearing alerted him to faint footsteps down on the street signaling that these people hadn't deliberately hid the sound of their movements.
Harry quickly drew the curtains so that people on the street would not know that they were spying on them. Sirius peeped at the street through the curtains. Harry's heart beat quicker and quicker. Please don't let it be Death Eaters. Please don't let them hurt Sirius . . .
"Have you got your wand?"
"Yes." Harry said and pulled out his wand from his pocket. Sirius left the window and turned back, his brain instantly generating several not too feasible escape routes. He knew something was wrong. . .terribly wrong. . .but he had to get Harry to safety.
Harry stared questioningly at Sirius.
"Death Eaters, twelve of them. More could be on the way. There is no hope of Aurors coming. They would have been here by now if they had meant to come. Where's Hedwig?"
"Out hunting."
"So contacting Dumbledore is out of the question. . ." Sirius stood there with his hands folded, contemplating deeply. Harry, on the other hand, could hardly think properly. Don't panic, he told himself.
Without warning, the house suddenly shook violently as if something large had collided with it. Harry lost his balance and fell back onto his bed. Sirius quickly glanced out of the window.
"This should not be happening. . . the protection. . ." he whispered to himself, and then he turned to Harry. 'Listen, Harry.' Harry had just managed to sit up. Sirius knelt in front of him to speak to him at eye level. He put both hands on Harry's shoulders.
"Our only chance is to get to Arabella's place and then go to Hogwarts by floo powder. "
"Arabella?"
"That's Mrs. Figg."
Harry's emerald eyes widened. Mrs. Figg, the crazy cat-loving old lady, a witch? Impossible.
"There's no time for explanations. This house will only hold for roughly ten minutes. I'm going to transfigure my features so that I look like you -" Sirius held up his hand to prevent Harry from interrupting. "I run out first to cause a distraction. After the Death Eaters leave to chase me, flee immediately to Arabella's. . . Mrs. Figg's house. I'll get there as soon as I can. Just do as I say. "
"NO! I'm definitely not going to leave you in danger and run to safety myself! No!"
"Oh, yes you're going to!" Sirius tightened his grip on Harry's shoulders and shook him firmly. "I'm more than capable of escaping a few Death Eaters, Harry. Trust me." Harry, please let me protect you. . . I don't mind what would happen to me. . .but I won't let anything happen to you, never. Sirius vowed to himself silently.
Harry nodded grimly. He didn't want to admit it, but they couldn't possibly defeat all the Death Eaters by themselves. He was sure that Sirius would be able to handle the Death Eaters by himself. After all, it was him and no other who managed to escape Azkaban. Harry would be a burden to Sirius if they tried to escape together, so it would be better if they went their separate ways. At least Sirius would have a chance to escape. "Ok, I'll go to Mrs. Figg's house. . . but promise me that you won't let anything happen to yourself."
Then came another powerful blow to the house.
"What the hell is happening? HARRY POTTER!!" Uncle Vernon's bellow rang through the house. It appeared that he had finally woken from all the noise.
"Just leave them here." Sirius said upon seeing Harry's anxious look. Harry surely didn't want to have to deal with the Dursleys when he was already busy trying to escape the Death Eaters.
"Get your invisibility cloak." Sirius said while having a last glance out of the window. Harry quickly grabbed his cloak from his open trunk. The Firebolt that lay beside it made Harry stop.
"Sirius, we can flee by broom!"
Harry barely felt the relief for the fact that they could flee so easily when Sirius crushed his hope. "No. Several Death Eaters are already hawking out there by broom. They may be professional Quidditch players."
Without another word, Harry nodded dejectedly and was ready to follow Sirius out of the room. Sirius swung the door open and they were startled to find a fuming Vernon Dursley stood outside, his giant fist raised, just about to pound on the door.
"What - Who are . . ." he stopped immediately as Sirius pointed his wand directly at Uncle Vernon's temple. Harry would have laughed out loud at his uncle's purple face if not for the seriousness of the situation.
"Shut up and stay in the house. Don't get in our way if you don't want to get yourself and your family killed." The venom in Sirius' voice was enough to make anyone believe that Sirius was indeed capable of murder. He then ushered Harry downstairs without a backward glance at the speechless and shaken Uncle Vernon who was too stunned to even move an inch.
"One minute after I go." After seeing that Harry put on the invisibility cloak, Sirius bolted out of the front door, leaving no chance for further protest from Harry. Harry watched anxiously as the disguised Sirius darted away from the house and sent a curse that caused a large explosion to where most of the darkly robed figures gathered. A dazzling light lingered for a moment. Harry couldn't see anything but could only hear the shouts and the screams of the Death Eaters.
"It' him! It's Potter!"
"What's happening? What has he done?"
"Where is he?"
"Over there! Catch him!!!"
After the light died out, Harry could no longer see Sirius, but only the backs of the Death Eaters who were all running at their full speed down the road. Sirius must have fled that way.
Harry surveyed the area once again and noticed that two Death Eaters lay motionless on the ground, apparently stunned. It seemed that Sirius had not only caused a distraction that allowed Harry to flee safely, but also managed to take out two Death Eaters in the process. Harry was impressed. . . but he had to deal with the more pressing matter of getting to Mrs. Figg's house first.
With his wand in his hand and invisibility cloak covering his body, Harry cautiously ran out the door of the house and into the road that led to Mrs. Figg's house, which was only a few streets away. He could still hear the occasional shouts of the Death Eaters not too far away. "Please don't let him be hurt. . ." thought Harry. Although he knew very well that Sirius could manage himself just well, Harry couldn't stop himself from worrying. He kept running nevertheless.
Harry didn't know why he sensed it. Perhaps it was his instinct as a seeker, Harry knew something was flying real fast towards him from behind, and so he dodged. A red light flew just above his head as Harry rolled onto the pavement, his invisibility cloak slipping off in the process and falling onto the ground. Harry had no time to retrieve it as another curse came flying his way. He immediately sprang up from the ground and got behind a nearby lamppost. The curse hit the window of the house just behind him and the glass shattered with a loud crash.
Two Death Eaters discovered him and they were steadily advancing on him. He ought to have guessed that this wouldn't so easy.
"POTTER IS HERE!!!" "He is here!"
Harry kept running and found that he was being forced away from the original path! Harry dodged another round of curses and sent his own to the attackers.
"Stupefy! Expelliarmus!"
It seemed that luck was on Harry's side or that he had a better aim than the two Death Eaters, because they were lying on the ground when Harry turned his head to examine how close they were.
Harry ran towards the direction of Mrs. Figg house once again. He ran and ran and ran.
Several Death Eaters darted out from a nearby alley. But then Harry had already reached the door of Mrs. Figg's house. He pound heavily on the door and shouted. "Mrs. Figg!!!"
He had to cast the shielding charm on himself as the Death Eaters showered curses on him.
"Mrs. Figg! Open up!"
It really was a wonder that Harry's shielding charm could block such a lot of curses , because it had seemed so feeble just a few months ago when he practiced it with Hermione and Ron. However, soon the shield was no longer enough. Death Eaters were only a few steps away. With the last desperate pound on the door, Harry sprang away from the door again as the closest death eater leapt to try to catch him. It would be useless to get into the house with Alohomora . Mrs. Figg surely was not in the house or else she certainly would be woken up by all the noise . . .and he did not know where she would put the floo powder. If he had managed to get into the house, he would have been trapped.
Where should he go now? And where was Sirius? Was he hurt? Or Caught? What should he do now? Harry could think of nothing else as he ran desperately from the pursuing Death Eaters. A park was a few yards ahead of Harry. Maybe he could climb on a tree to hide for a while? Harry increased his speed.
Just as Harry was about to reach the nearest tree, a curse landed and exploded just behind his feet and sent him flying forward and colliding headlong into the tree. Although it hurt a lot, Harry forced himself to look up and find who had attacked him from above. And he saw with dismay that a Death Eater on a broom, just as Sirius had told him, and was diving towards him at a great speed! Harry didn't have to look at the writing on the broom to know that it was a Firebolt.
He knew that he would be no match for a broom(a Firebolt no less!)! Harry kept running nevertheless. Soon he felt a pull on his arm. The Death Eater caught him. No! An indescribable fear rose in Harry. I have to do something! Then an idea suddenly dawned on Harry as the Death Eater, still floating above the ground on the broom, turned Harry around roughly.
Harry raised his wand to the Death Eater's eye level and sent red sparks, which he had learned to do during his first year, into the face of the Death Eater. With a great yell, the Death Eater released his iron grip on Harry's arm and shot upwards and backwards quickly, one hand clapping tightly over his eyes. Harry didn't wait to see whether the unfortunate Death Eater managed to stay on his broom as the other Death Eaters were closing in on him.
Harry once again turned to run, only to be pulled behind a tree. It was a bony but steady hand that clapped over his month and another that held tightly onto his arm.
"It's Mrs. Figg." she said. Her voice, only usually used to fuss about cats, was oddly authoritative and calm.
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