Author's note: Mine!! All Mine! Muahahahahaha!!!!....*continues laughing as she is carried away in a strait jacket* *Comes out completely reformed* It's not mine. No copyright infringement intended. I promise to be a good sheep.

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"Okay, are you all ready?" Harry asked, from his broom, five feet above the heads of the others, who hadn't left the ground yet.

"Oh, Harry, do we really have to fly to them? Can't we just wait till they get back? Not to be a spoil-sport, but Mom said nothing illegal this year, and she looked like she meant it." Ginny said, a small smile on her face as she situated her bag over her broomstick and flew up to be beside Harry.

"Why do I have to go? She hates me, and the feeling is mutual." Hermione stood half-way behind Ron, trying not to look at Harry or Dumbledore. She figited, obviously embarrassed. "And I *hate* flying." She finished, in a small voice.

"Fine, then. Stay. But we've got to get moving now." Harry looked past Ron, to stare at Hermione only. It was blatantly obvious that he didn't want her to stay behind, and she gave in. Scowling deeply, she climbed onto her own broom. It was a Nimbus 1000, borrowed from Madame Hooch. She didn't push off until Ron did. "Proffessor Dumbledore, sir? Are we doing the right thing? Going after them like this? They ran off for a reason."

"Sometimes, Harry, we most regret things we cannot help." Dumbledore smiled mysteriously, and with a wink and a nod, disappeared back into the castle. The four teenagers hovered for a moment, lost in thought.

"Well, then. Shall we be off?" Asked Ginny, after a moment or so.

"Absolutley. Come on, Gin! Race ya to the Quidditch Pitch!"Ron shouted as he rocketed away on his new Nimbus.

"You're on!" She countered, as she decided to try *her* new Nimbus out, for the first time. At the success of their Joke Shop, Weasley Wizard Wheezes, the Weasley twins had gotten each of their brother's and sister a new Nimbus 2000. It wasn't top-of-the-line, but it was the best any of them had ever had.

Harry was left hovering alone, waiting on Hermione. When she finally flew up to him, he asked her about Adina. "What happened between you two? You were getting on with her great until after she..erm..dreamed."

"Oh, Harry! I was horrible to her! She can't help her dreams any more than yuou can, but I blamed her for it all. I feel so awful." Hermione hung her head. "It's all my fault that she's gone."

Harry felt bad for her, so he flew over closer to her and gave her a one-armed hug. He began to tell her that it wasn't her fault, and that it would be okay. They were at the Quidditch pitch now, and back up with Ron and Ginny. Ron was looking at Harry very oddly, and when Hermione noticed, she veered her broom away from him. Now Harry was just as confused as Ron, who was currently thinking that his best friend was trying to steal his girl.


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"Please, no, don't let him go, you musn't let this news out, I must return, don't let me go, please, I beg you, I must stay and I must go tell him, It's very important you see, about the boy, and the girl, and the other boy..."Wormtail's incessant, ramblings could be heard through the window in his cell door. Proffessor Snape stared long and hard at the pathetic excuse for a man and was ashamed to admit, even if only to himself, that he felt a spark of pity for the man. He remembered how difficult it was to pull himself out of Voldemort's service, and how it must be worse for Wormtail. The magic used to create his false arm bound him eternally to the Dark Lord, even more so than the Dark Mark that was branded into the flesh of both of their inner arms.

"Allright, you're off duty. Get something to eat and be back here by three." He told the burly guard wizards. They grunted, and stalked off towards the kitchens. Snape sneered at them, and made himself un-comfortable by leaning very stiffly on the stone wall opposite the door. He was incredibly tired, having been up all of the night with the two other top members of the faculty. It was now eleven at night, on the second day of the girl's flight from her one place of protection. 'Stupid muggles.' He thought to himself. 'It's really no wonder why Voldemort wants them all dead.' With that thought, he began to reminicse, about the events of the previous day, beginning right after the four make-shift heros had left.

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"Severus? Sorry to disturb you so late, but no doubt you've heard what's happened?"

"No, I've heard nothing new Albus. What happened?"

"Miss Damita and Mister Malfoy have run off together."

Snape sat upright in his chair be the fire, where he had been sleeping. "Run off together! You can't be serious!"

"Oh, perfectly serious." Dumbledore smiled. "But it's for quite different reasons than I'm sure you must be thinking. Adina's powers have been set loose, quite accidentally, on her classmates as she slept. They have run away, in efforts to keep all the others safe. Minerva and I have sent Mister Potter, Mister Weasley, Miss Weasley, and Miss Granger after them. If you would kindly come up to the conference room, it will be better explained."

Albus Dumbledore swept out of the dungeon office, with Severus Snape on his heels.

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Draco sat in the empty upstairs of the little room and idly drew pictures with a paint charm on his wand. Adina was downstairs, presumably still going through her bag. After she had yelled at him, she started crying and Draco didn't know what to do. Angry girls he could handle. Crying girls, he could not. He figited and bit his lip while she cried and rubbed her knees. After a few moments, he started "Here, let me try an do a charm on your knees. I can't cure it, but I think I may be able to make it not hurt a bit. She looked up at him and nodded, wiping her eyes.

"Tylenus" (A/N-Got that from Tylenol, I did.) A white light shot out of his wand and hit the cuts on either knee. They sort of *shimmered* for a moment, and then seeped into the sores. After a second, the pain went away.

"Thanks." She hung her head as she made sure all the tears were gone. She felt incredibly stupid over this whole thing, and she didn't know what to do now. "I should...check my bag. See what we have."

"Yeah, all right, then. I'll just...umm...go see what's upstairs." He turned, and fled up the steps, a bit afraid that she might start up again.

Adina eased herself to the floor, cheeks burning in an unnoticed embarrassment. Her bag, along with everything else, was lying right at the end of the couch, closest to the door. She pulled it to her, and dumped it upside down, the contents spilling into her lap. One by one, she looked at each thing before she put it back into the bag. There was a flashlight and extra batteries. Both of those were of no use at Hogwarts, and she didn't even know why they were in her trunk. She thought back to where they were at her house. She always kept them under her pillow, because the light switch was across the room and there were no windows for light. Usually, when she got up, she would wrap them in her pajamas. That must be why they were in the trunk. There was Harry's invisibility cloak, and some cans of food. These she had gotten from the house elves. They were canned meals. All one had to do was open them, and pour them onto a plate, or bowl, depending on what it was, and it filled out into a whole meal, cooked and warm and everything. She had about twenty cans of this. She would have gotten more, but they didn't fit in the bag. It was odd, because they weighed next to nothing. There was a bottle of Never-Ending Fountain Water(a bottle of water that re-filled itself when it was emptied), a change of clothes, a fully-stocked first aid kit, a few assorted potions, and money.

She had it all back in the bag now, and had the bag all buckled up and sitting back in it's original spot. She stared at the wall across from her. She stared at the wall off to her left. She stared at the wall way off to her right. She stared at the stairs. She stared at the entrance to the hallway. She stared at the floor. She stared at the ceiling. She stared out the window. 'Running away is a lot more exiting in the movies.' She thought to herself as she stared at the entrance to the kitchen.

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Currently over the same vast forest as the other two, but on a side much closer to Hogwarts, Hermione, Ginny, Ron, and even Harry was geeting tired of sitting on the broomsticks. They had been flying for nearly four hours without rest and they were hungry. Especially Ron. Ginny sighed and looked over to where her brother was flying. Several yards away from Harry at all times, and always keeping himself between Harry and Hermione. Harry seemed oblivious to this, and Hermione kept shooting him concerned glances, as if she knew something, but wasn't sure if she knew it or not. Ginny, flying slightly behind everyone else, had been watching them the whole way. She was pretty good at reading people, what with all the practice she had growing up with six brothers. And what she was seeing right now was not enough to interest her in flying anymore. Looking ahead, she racked her brain for any excuse to land that Harry would accept. Ron had already tried hunger, and Hermione had tried telling him that they should try another locating charm, but he logically pointed out that if McGonagall and Dumbledore hadn't been able to use that to find them, the she wouldn't be able to either.

Way up ahead, she saw a little hole in the tops of the trees. Soft grey smoke was rising lazily out of it. Sudden inspiration struck. "Hey, Harry! You see that up there? The smoke? WE ought to land and see if it's them. If we fly over, they might see us coming and hide." She smiled, self-satisfied.

"I dunno, Ginny. I don't think they'd stop this close to school, do you?"

"I don't know. We should still stop. It was late when they left, and they were both probably tired. I doubt they would've gotten far before falling asleep on their broom. That could very well be them, camped out and thinking that they're safe from being caught." Ginny finished, giving Hermione a discreet wink while Harry gazed at the smoke.

"Oh, all right." Harry finally agreed. He turned the nose of his broom down slowly, while the other three rocketed to the ground, overjoyed to finally stand again. Once all were on the ground, Harry marched them all foreward quietly, gear in hand. When they got to the clearing, they were all a bit surprised. There was a small building, with a brown roof, chimney at either end, and the whole place was painted *bright pink*.

There was a sign at the end of a very short path, that said 'Dogtrot's Inn'. Overall, it looked very much like the place that Draco and Adina were, but they couldn't have known that. Hermione grabbed Ginny's robe sleeve and pulled on it until the younger girl turned to her. "Let's get rooms." She whispered. Ginny grinned and nodded, and both of them broke off from behind the boys and rushed up the short path.

"Hey! Where are you going? Came Harry's confused voice from behind them. Ron just rushed to catch up.

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The tall read-head lingered longer than usual at his tree platform in the woods. He was supposed to be watching for the girl to leave Hogwarts. That had happened yesterday, and, after he had informed his master, he had been issued new instructions. He was now to watch for Potter and his group. Potter was a great sourse of annoyance to his master, and he must be dealt with. He adjusted his glasses and climbed down. Heading back to Madame's Maple Trace's mystic Retreat, he decided that even if his younger brother was with Potter, he must be dealt with accordingly.

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Okay, that seemed to be a good place to end it, for now. I'm sorry it took so long to update. Read? Review!
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