Disclaimer: Same as the first chapter. And the second, and the third, and so on and so forth.
Chapter 6: Diagon Alley?
Harry Potter woke on the morning of July 31st to the sight of bright orange, slightly out of focus. He reached over and grabbed his glasses off his trunk and put them on. Stumbling out of the cot that had been set up in Ron's room for him, he proceeded to get dressed while pondering the strange dream he'd just had. Voldemort had been in it. That was normal. So were the death eaters. Voldemort getting his face smashed into the ground, with a figure crouched on his head, however, wasn't. Funny as hell, yes. But not normal.
"Hurry up Harry! You've gotta eat before mum will let us go!" Ron's voice bellowed from the bottom of the stairs. Oh, that's right. They were meeting Hermione in Diagon Alley today. No wonder Ron was so impatient. Harry grinned to himself, then left Ron's room and began heading downstairs to the kitchen.
As he descended the stairs his mind wandered back to the dream. Death eaters had surrounded him while Voldemort laughed and taunted him, then suddenly Voldemort had stopped. He'd looked up to see why and saw a person. Sitting on Voldemorts head. The figure had looked up at him (he could remember seeing a flash of silver eyes) then it had grinned, revealing fangs, and looked over his shoulder. He turned and saw the death eaters being pummeled by a figure that looked like a1/4 scale model of Sirius? He'd turned back to the first figure, the ears on the top of its head twitched, and it winked at him. Then he woke up.
Harry shook his head and sat at the table, glaring into his bowl of "Cannon Crunchies". Ron's favorite Cereal. Unable to come up with a logical reason for his weird dream (I mean come on, people with dog ears?) he blamed it on the bright orange cereal. Whatever they used to make it that bright had to induce delusions or something.
He stirred the cereal, watching as the chocolate bludgers zoomed around the bowl, and lazily trying to scoop up the marshmallow snitch with his spoon. He really wasn't hungry. Besides, he could always eat something later when they met up with Hermione. He pushed the bowl away and stood up.
"Well I'm ready, lets go." He said grabbing Ron and moving towards the fireplace. Ron gave him a funny look, then shrugged and turned back towards the kitchen.
"We're going now mum. Well meet you later, okay." Ron yelled.
"Alright. But be careful!" Mrs. Weasly answered. Ron turned back and grabbed the pot they kept floo powder in and took a pinch, then handed it to Harry, who also took some. Ron stepped into the fireplace first, and throwing down his powder yelled, "Diagon Alley!"
Harry watched Ron disappear in a blaze of green fire, marveling at the fact that what had once been so shocking to see, now seemed perfectly normal. He also stepped into the fireplace, threw down his power and, since he'd learned his lesson from his first disastrous attempt, spoke loud and clear, "Diagon Alley!" and he too disappeared in a whoosh of green flames. He kept his eyes shut, as all the grates whizzed past him (They made him sick) and tumbled into the Leaky Cauldron. Ron helped him to his feet and he dusted off. Smiled at Hermione. Then left with his two friends to shop for school supplies. He thought he saw a flash of silver eyes in the crowd, but dismissed it, thinking it a product of his dream.
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Selene, Toren and their companions came down the stairs of the Leaky Cauldron and headed towards Diagon Alley. They stood behind a group of people who appeared to be Selenes age and watched in confusion as the bushy haired one pulled out a stick (That's a wand right?) and began tapping at the bricks. Toren was about to ask if she needed help when a hole appeared and began to grow larger. Selene and Toren jumped back and braced themselves. When nothing happened, they looked up to see a new place. The group of three was gone and the hole was starting to close, so they rushed through.
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"Whats on the list?" Selene asked. Looking around in fascination. Toren dragged his eyes away from all the different members of his species (who knew they all looked so different?) and glanced down at his list.
"Well, we both need school robes. So let's go there first." He suggested, pointing to Madam Malkins. Selene shrugged and followed her brother.
They managed to get their robes without much fuss, although Selene was hard pressed to keep her tail a secret. Then they moved on to Flourish and Blotts to get their books. They managed that easily too. The place had been crowded, but Toren managed to cut the time down considerably by subduing one of his books that was giving the store clerks a hard time. Selene pondered on the fact that her brother always did make friends with the weirdest things, Skye not included. Oh well, add a book to the list.
As they were coming out of the bookstore they saw a boy with blonde hair trip and spill the books that he had been carrying. Selene frowned when no one went to help him. She walked over and began assisting him in picking up the books. The boy glared at her suspiciously when she handed them back to him, then looked her in the eye. He was about her age, and had slicked back blonde hair. He nodded curtly then swept passed them. Selene turned to watch him go wondering about the hunted look in his eyes.
They stopped at the Quidditch supply store where Toren proceeded to make an ass of himself by asking, "What's the broom for? Cleaning?" the ominous staring and silence that followed were unnerving, Selene was kinda grateful for the interruption that the sudden screaming from the other end of the Alley provided and grabbed Toren to go see what it was about.
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Harry, Ron and Hermione stepped out of Flourish and Blotts. Harry had just finished telling his friends about the bizarre twist in his latest nightmare. Ron was snickering over the part about Voldemort getting sat on by an amorphous black shape.
"Maybe it was just a real dream this time, Harry." Hermione rationalized. "Not everything you dream about has to come true. And after everything that's happened, I think you're entitled to have some normal dreams."
It sounded like an oxymoron to Harry, but he let it pass. They continued on, past Eyelops Owl Emporium, heading back to the Leaky Cauldron.
It happened without warning. They were just making their way past a side-alley, the one that contained the Quidditch supplies store, when out of air around them materialized five cloaked, masked figures. The droves of wizard shoppers erupted into a panicked frenzy. There was a mass rush from all sides to find an exit from the alley.
One of the death eaters turned and spotted Harry and his friends. He made some unseen signal to his accomplices, and the five of them closed in on the trio.
Shunted up against the wall of the ice-cream parlor, Harry spread his arms in a futile attempt to shield his friends, as terror rose up in the back of his throat.
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Selene skid to a halt when she caught site of the dark robbed figures in masks. Her pupils shrank in fury and recognition. She glanced around, spotting a cauldron lid she grabbed it and with a growl of rage chucked it like a Frisbee into the back of the closest one's skull. Running, she body slammed the next. Toren looked on in confusion for a second then followed his sister's lead. Drop kicking one in the jaw and slamming another over the head with his staff. The last remaining death eater had turned to curse them when Skye rammed him in the side of the head at full speed. While the death death eater stumbled around dizzily, Nemo found a fallen barrel and punted it into the back of the guy's knees. The resulting crash left the death eater as unconscious as the rest of his group.
Toren reached down and picked up a groggy Skye, while Nemo retrieved one of the fallen mans wands and brought it to Selene. She looked at it, then snapped it in half between her first two fingers. Looking up she locked with a pair of green eyes.
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If there was every a truer use for the word "non-pulsed" it was now.
Harry wasn't too sure what just happened. By the time his brain had caught up with the rest of the world, all he saw was a bunch of unconscious death eaters. He looked around then up and locked with a pair of silver eyes. The same eyes from his dream. He had no idea how long they stared at each other before a tugging on her sleeve drew her attention onto her companion. Harry looked too and discovered a small boy in a blue cloak, when the boy turned to him he saw a pair of dark blue eyes and wild black hair.
The boy tugged again at the girl's sleeve then looked behind them. The girl turned too, and it was only then that Harry could register the sound of voices approaching. They turned and ran into a nearby alley. Harry started to go after them, then remembered his two friends that were still behind him, probably still frozen in shock. With a sigh he turned to his friends, promising to himself that he would find out who those two were.
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