For the next five minutes, all Dudley could do was stare at his own hands and mutter to himself countless times so fast that Harry couldn't understand him. It was then that he first noticed his dead parents laying on the floor. He let out a squeal of terror that almost deafened Harry.
"So........ why did you do it?" asked Harry, breaking the awkward silence.
"Did what?"
"You know, saving me back there. I know under any other circumstance you would've laughed as he brought me in"
"I knew that after he brought you in to that Dark Lord, he would've come back and kill me."
"Oh" said Harry. "So his cousin wasn't actually trying to save him, he was trying to save his own skin" he thought bitterly.
Before Harry could think of a witty remark to say, a rust colored barn owl flew through the open window. It dropped a letter into Harry's lap, and flew up and out of the chimney. Silently, Harry opened the letter.

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Harry Potter,
We have just recieved word that a disarming carm, and an unforgivable curse was just used 6 minutes ago. We regret to inform you that there will be no disciplinary hearing, as use of an unforgivable curse leads to life in azkaban.Three minutes after reading this letter, you will be instantly teleported to the gates of Azkaban.

Signed,
Mafalda Hophirk

Improper Use of Magic Office

Ministry of Magic

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Harry stared at the letter in disbelief. They weren't even giving him a chance to prove him self innocent. "Dudley, listen" Harry said "You must do exactly as I say, or else worse things will happen besides death. First, you have to go upstairs and give my owl this letter." Harry pointed his wand at the stairs and said "Accio parchment, quill, and ink." Dudley just stared at Harry, apparently too lost for words.
Harry began writing a letter as fast as he could, explaining everything that had happened.
"Tell her to take it to Ron she'll know what to do. Then leave the house and get as far away from here as you can. Run as fast as you can and hide. Harry reached out his hand to give Dudley the letter when the room around around him faded away. All at once, Harry felt that bone chilling coldness of dementors and found himself on a rocky cliff. He turned to look around when two very stromg hands picked him up and threw him into a hole. He fell for what seemed like hours and then, for some reason, he lost consciousness.
Harry woke up later, though he had no sense of time. He looked down to his hand, he was still clutching Ron's letter. Now with no way to get it to him, Harry knew that all hope was lost. Then he recieved the bigest shock of them all. His wand was still in his pocket. Why didn't the dementors take it. He didn't understand it. Harry looked up and saw a dementor walking towards his cell. The dementor unlocked his cell with what looked and functioned like a wand, but seemed to be made up of bones. Harry pulled out his own wand. The foolish dementor had left the door standing wide open. Harry wondered why he wasn't being affected by the dementors. Other than leaving the place cold and seemingly lifeless, Harry didn't seem to be affected by the dementors at all. He concentrated on leaving Azkaban and returning to the wizarding world. He thought of living with the Weasly's now that his Aunt and Uncle were dead. He would never have to see them again. "EXPECTRO PATRON---" Harry gasped and fell to his knees. **FLASH**Harry's mother was being affected by the Crutacius Curse**FLASH**Harry was being prodded by the end of Aunt Marge's walking stick**FLASH**Ron had left Harry, abandoned him**FLASH**Sirius was falling into the veil **FLASH**
Harry was kneeling on the ground, a plate of food in front of him. The dementor had gone. Now Harry trealized why they let him keep his wand. Everytime someone tried to cast a spell, the dementors all focused their power to drain all happiness on one person at once.
"Psssssst" Harry looked around, trying to locate the source of the noise.
"Oy, Harry, up here." Harry looked up, and to his astonishment, saw Mr. Weasly.
"Harry, your cousin came to our house. Apparently, he released Hedwig and drove his Parents car following her all the way to the Burrow. Well, as soon as he got there, he told us everything. About Lucious, tackling him, you disapearing into thin air, and I told Fudge that it wasn't you who used Avada Kedavra, it was Malfoy, so he cleared you of all charges, and Lucious got alittle kiss from a certain cloaked and hooded figure.........
"Your cousin was sent to a muggle orphanage, and I'm not sure where you'll be living, but, erm, I won't say I didn't make a few suggestions about coming to live at the burrow, erm......." Mr. Weasly's neck began to grow a very bright shade of red. "Of course, for the rest of the holidays, you'll have to go see Dumbledoore, Fudge, and the Wizarding Home Counsilist tomorrow, and you'll be living where they decide to put you for the rest of the holidays and once shool ends."
Harry felt as if he could of performed the worlds most diffucult spell in the middle of Azkaban. Immediatly, harry felt that strange strange sensation of the world around around him fading away, and when the world came back into focus, Harry was sitting in between Albus Dumbledoor, Cornelius Fudge, and a strange woman he had never seen before. All of a sudden, that happy feling went away, because as much as he hated to admit it, his entire future lied in the hands of a headmaster, a politician, and a councilist.