Disclaimer: I think that everyone knows who Harry Potter belongs to and it's definitely not me (so, don't sue)
A/N I'm so sorry (I'm always apologizing). I'm sorry. I should have updated sooner. I was on vacation and… hmm… well… you know. Anyway, I'm planning on putting a lot more work in this story than I did before. I will try to update faster. This time I lost my chapter. I had to rewrite everything again. But now I'm smart. I will write smaller chapters and post them right away, that way I won't lose anything ever again (and if I do, it won't matter anymore).
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Fight or Flight
I'm going to die. The annoying thought kept running through Harry's head. He fought it the best he could, but it was persistently coming back every time.
But Harry refused to give up! He was Harry Potter! The Boy-Who-Lived!
He was in hot spots before. He lived through it. He survived. So now he could do it again. Right?
As if in answer to his words a stunning spell was send in his direction. It went over his head and with a multitude of read sparks cleanly cut through the tree Harry was hiding behind.
Just great! Harry turned in the direction that the spell came from. Now they are coming from both sides.
Realizing that if he didn't move right now, it would be the end of his young life Harry ran to the left from his hiding place to get some momentum and then jumped. Just in time, too. Place where his head used to be just minutes ago was smoking from some spell that hit it a second before.
Just great!
The situation was becoming more and more dangerous with every second. So Harry did the best thing that a person like him could do in a magical fight against multiple opponents in a forest that was in the middle of nowhere – he ran.
It wasn't as easy as it looked to run in a forest like this one. The trees were growing very close to each other and the ground wasn't visible through the live curtain that was created by grass, leaves and bushes of all shapes and sizes.
One the other hand, if Death Eaters couldn't see him then they won't be able to hit him, and trees provided a great cover. Unfortunately, Harry was too valuable for them to just let him go, so that wouldn't stop them. It will just slow them down.
Harry ran. He didn't have any specific destination in mind. The trees and bushes prevented him from going in any specific direction. He just ran. Away from the threat and on the way to freedom.
Death Eaters were close. They were running somewhere not fare behind, making enough noise to wake up the dead.
Harry turned his head in the direction of his attackers and saw one of the Death Eaters. The Death Eater saw him too. They both raised their wands and while the dark wizard choose to cast one of the unforgivable curses Harry just ducked, and continued running.
Now that his location was known spells were coming at him one after the other. Harry avoided them all without wasting any time or energy on fighting back. It's hard to hit anything while running so Harry Potter didn't even try. He just concentrated on running.
Soon Harry discovered that he was much faster then before. Not a single spell hit him. They did come close, but now Harry avoided them with ease born of desperation or something else that he did not have time to acknowledge.
After what seemed like eternity of this mad chaise Harry stumbled upon a cave in some rocks that looked safe enough to provide a good shelter. It would also cover Harry from three sides, so he won't have to worry about attack from behind.
Without wasting precious time Harry climbed into the cave and cast a barrier spell on the entrance.
This cave was actually bigger than it looked. The sealing didn't look high from the outside, but once on the inside Harry discovered that it was quiet deep. It was actually the size of a living room with uneven floor. After thoughtfully exploring every corner of the cave Harry discovered that there was absolutely nothing useful in it except for the sealing and the walls. There was only on entrance and Harry put a spell on it.
So now the only thing left to do was hide in the darkness and wait. Harry wasn't dumb enough to think that after chasing after him for this long Death Eaters would just give up and go home.
But now at least he had a chance.
Because the cave had a narrow entrance Harry's attackers had no choice but to enter one by one. And Harry could deal with that.
His situation really wasn't as hopeless as it was before.
At that exact moment a grand explosion and a yelp of pain could be heard from outside.
"Looks like they found my barrier spell" Harry couldn't suppress a smirk. That yelp of pain worried him a little. He just needed a barrier and he got it, but he didn't know how much damage it would actually cause. After thinking it over for a moment Harry decided that he really did not care what happened to Death Eaters. They could all die for all he cared.
But judging from the sounds that were coming from the outside Death Eaters were not ready to die yet.
Couple seconds later the first Death Eater stepped through the cave entrance. He was immediately met by a stunning spell head on and was out for the rest of the encounter.
Immediately after that another wizard came in, then another.
After the first stunning spell was out Harry was forced to leave his shadowy location. The whole place was illuminated by bright red light so there was no point to stay in one place anymore.
Now all Harry had to do was move from place to place, avoid being hit by any and all spells coming his way and throw back his own spells at the attackers until there are no more Death Eaters left.
Piece of cake…
***
Harry was slowly flying through the air on his Thunder Bolt.
He was in no hurry to get anywhere and too tired to speed up just for fun.
After leaving the cave Harry flew straight into the air. He wasn't going to repeat the same mistake twice.
The Death Eaters were left defeated in the cave and Harry was safely on his way too…
That was his problem. He didn't know where to go now. He could go back to Dursleys and continue to be miserable for the rest of the summer, he could go to the Burrow or he could visit his friend Ron. His real friend. If he was there, which Harry wasn't at all certain about.
Well at least Death Eater's won't bother him for a while. Harry had a sneaking suspicion that some of the wizards, back in the cave, won't be able to bother anyone anymore but he didn't want to think about that.
He needed to decide on what to do.
Maybe the best thing would be just to go to his uncle's house, relax, forget about everything and think about nothing. Yeh, as if he could ever relax living in the same house with a family of Dursleys.
So that left only two choices – Weazly or Burrow.
No choice at all…
He was going to…
A/N I'm sorry for not updating sooner. I'm really-really sorry. This chapter is really short and it's actually a piece of the much bigger one that I lost. It's all for the best I think. I was planning on torturing Harry more before anything interesting happens, but now I think I'll move on to the next stage. Review and tell me what you think.
