AN; as usual, don't own Harry, wish I did, tell me what you think.
Disobedience
The door opened downstairs. Harry and Dobby went downstairs, just in time to greet Professor McGonagall.
"Hello Professor! What brings you herer?"
"Bad new I am afraid, Harry," the witch looked tired and out of sorts. Dobby got her a butter beer and Harry sat opposite her.
"Your friends have done what you feared. They gave Hagrid the slip and have gone to The Death Eaters Hole. Now all five of them are trapped."
"What?!!!"
"That's what I said."
"Is there anything we can do?"
"No. if by some miracle they escaped the guards notice, sending someone from the order in would just alert them to the fact that there was something worng."
Harry put his head in his hands. His mind was reeling. He was tired, having just been practicing his spells. Now he felt as if he had been run over.
"That's exactly what I told them!" he grumbled.
"Pardon?"
"I told them that the order wouldn't be able to help them!" Harry's mind suddenly began to work again. None of the order could help.but perhaps he could. He lifted his head to ask the professor,
"If I could do something, would Dumbledore let me go?"
"I seriously doubt it."
"Not even if I could do this?" Harry changed into the Stag, near startling the professor out of her wits.
"When did you learn to do that?" she gasped amazed.
Harry changed back, "earlier tonight. I skipped some of the standard book of spells."
"Good heavens Potter, your solitude seems to have worked wonders!"
"Maybe on my knowledge. Will you ask Dumbledore for me?"
She shook her head, "I am sorry Harry, but the professor is out of the country at the moment. He was called away to Durmstang for a Headmaster council."
Harry was astounded; she had actually called him by his first name!
"Ok." He said quietly. "When will he be back?"
"Three days. You can ask him then."
"Yes ma'am."
"Goodbye Mr Potter. Try not to worry."
And the old witch was gone.
"When will Mr Harry Potter Sir be leaving?" asked Dobby from the doorway.
Harry laughed. "Now Dobby. Right now. I'll see you soon. Open the door for me."
He pulled one of the spare brooms from the cupboard and tapped his head, settling the disillusionment charm over him. Dobby opened the door and he flew out and up, thankful for the warm night. He headed in the direction of Hogwarts, knowing that the DE's hole was on the other side of the mountains from the school.
Three hours of flying and it wasn't jus his bottom that was sore. He shifted in his seat and angled for the ground. He had found the lake. Lupin had told him about this lake once. He said that in the middle was an island, like a miniature Azkaban. The only way to reach it was by air. The water was cursed. Lupin had been there once, and he hadn't gone into details, just said that he had been rescuing Neville's parents. Harry landed on the outskirts of the island and hid his broom in some rocks. The fortress of Hole stared down on him. Somewhere inside Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville and Luna were hidden. It would take a while to fin them.
It wasn't hard to get inside. Wormtail was on duty (AN: need I say more?). but it was so dark inside that Harry had to stop and wait for his eyes to adjust. Then he was faced with an impossible decision. Which way to go? Right? Left? He turned Right, praying hard.
***
Lupin burst into Dumbledore's office with a horrified look on his face.
"He's gone!" he cried, and it took a second for Professor Dumbledore to realize what he was talking about.
"Wha-at?"
"He took a broom and now he's gone!" Dumbledore's face lost all colour. He sank into his chair.
"Minerva." He called, there was a whoosh and professor McGonagall stepped out of the fire place.
"Yes, Albus? What are you doing back so early?"
"I want you to call all of the parents of the missing children in, that is, Mr and Mrs Lovegood, Mr and Mrs Granger, Mrs Longbottom, and Chalrie and Bill Weasley if they can ge away."
"Yes Albus. Whats worng?"
"Harry has gone after his friends."
The lady paled and Lupin looked from one to the other, wondering what he was missing, "what am I am I missing?" he demanded.
"I head the prophecy years ago." Dumbledore confessed. "It's either Harry kills Voldmort or Voldemort kills Harry."
"And he knows this? My god, no wonder he has been so depressed lately. That on top of losing Sirius.I'm surprised it didn't send him around the corner!" exclaimed Lupin.
"I'm not so sure it hasn't." said Dumbledore quietly. "He hasn't been acting normally for the last month."
"I think I know the answer to that one," said Professor McGonagall unexpectedly, "he has been practicing some rather advanced spells in that little house. He is now and animagi. Prongs rides again." She added with a quick glance at Lupin.
"Well that explains why he was so cagey the last couple of times I was there." Said Lupin thoughtfully, but he was smiling.
"Like I said, not a bad mind." Said the Sorting Hat from the shelf.
The three adults gave the hat a look and I t slumped down again. Fawkes whistled a little, the phoenix equivalent of a laugh.
McGonagall departed to write to the parents and brothers of those concerned.
"What else can we do?" asked Lupin anxiously.
"Nothing but wait." Said Dumbledore heavily.
***
That's exactly what Harry did. For three days. He waited and watched, listened and hoped. The third day he found Hermione. She was in a cell by herself, slumped in the corner. From what Harry could see through the door she was a little bloody and very pale.
AN; he he he hehe ! what do you think? CLIFFHANGER! Hehe. Tell me what you think!!
Disobedience
The door opened downstairs. Harry and Dobby went downstairs, just in time to greet Professor McGonagall.
"Hello Professor! What brings you herer?"
"Bad new I am afraid, Harry," the witch looked tired and out of sorts. Dobby got her a butter beer and Harry sat opposite her.
"Your friends have done what you feared. They gave Hagrid the slip and have gone to The Death Eaters Hole. Now all five of them are trapped."
"What?!!!"
"That's what I said."
"Is there anything we can do?"
"No. if by some miracle they escaped the guards notice, sending someone from the order in would just alert them to the fact that there was something worng."
Harry put his head in his hands. His mind was reeling. He was tired, having just been practicing his spells. Now he felt as if he had been run over.
"That's exactly what I told them!" he grumbled.
"Pardon?"
"I told them that the order wouldn't be able to help them!" Harry's mind suddenly began to work again. None of the order could help.but perhaps he could. He lifted his head to ask the professor,
"If I could do something, would Dumbledore let me go?"
"I seriously doubt it."
"Not even if I could do this?" Harry changed into the Stag, near startling the professor out of her wits.
"When did you learn to do that?" she gasped amazed.
Harry changed back, "earlier tonight. I skipped some of the standard book of spells."
"Good heavens Potter, your solitude seems to have worked wonders!"
"Maybe on my knowledge. Will you ask Dumbledore for me?"
She shook her head, "I am sorry Harry, but the professor is out of the country at the moment. He was called away to Durmstang for a Headmaster council."
Harry was astounded; she had actually called him by his first name!
"Ok." He said quietly. "When will he be back?"
"Three days. You can ask him then."
"Yes ma'am."
"Goodbye Mr Potter. Try not to worry."
And the old witch was gone.
"When will Mr Harry Potter Sir be leaving?" asked Dobby from the doorway.
Harry laughed. "Now Dobby. Right now. I'll see you soon. Open the door for me."
He pulled one of the spare brooms from the cupboard and tapped his head, settling the disillusionment charm over him. Dobby opened the door and he flew out and up, thankful for the warm night. He headed in the direction of Hogwarts, knowing that the DE's hole was on the other side of the mountains from the school.
Three hours of flying and it wasn't jus his bottom that was sore. He shifted in his seat and angled for the ground. He had found the lake. Lupin had told him about this lake once. He said that in the middle was an island, like a miniature Azkaban. The only way to reach it was by air. The water was cursed. Lupin had been there once, and he hadn't gone into details, just said that he had been rescuing Neville's parents. Harry landed on the outskirts of the island and hid his broom in some rocks. The fortress of Hole stared down on him. Somewhere inside Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville and Luna were hidden. It would take a while to fin them.
It wasn't hard to get inside. Wormtail was on duty (AN: need I say more?). but it was so dark inside that Harry had to stop and wait for his eyes to adjust. Then he was faced with an impossible decision. Which way to go? Right? Left? He turned Right, praying hard.
***
Lupin burst into Dumbledore's office with a horrified look on his face.
"He's gone!" he cried, and it took a second for Professor Dumbledore to realize what he was talking about.
"Wha-at?"
"He took a broom and now he's gone!" Dumbledore's face lost all colour. He sank into his chair.
"Minerva." He called, there was a whoosh and professor McGonagall stepped out of the fire place.
"Yes, Albus? What are you doing back so early?"
"I want you to call all of the parents of the missing children in, that is, Mr and Mrs Lovegood, Mr and Mrs Granger, Mrs Longbottom, and Chalrie and Bill Weasley if they can ge away."
"Yes Albus. Whats worng?"
"Harry has gone after his friends."
The lady paled and Lupin looked from one to the other, wondering what he was missing, "what am I am I missing?" he demanded.
"I head the prophecy years ago." Dumbledore confessed. "It's either Harry kills Voldmort or Voldemort kills Harry."
"And he knows this? My god, no wonder he has been so depressed lately. That on top of losing Sirius.I'm surprised it didn't send him around the corner!" exclaimed Lupin.
"I'm not so sure it hasn't." said Dumbledore quietly. "He hasn't been acting normally for the last month."
"I think I know the answer to that one," said Professor McGonagall unexpectedly, "he has been practicing some rather advanced spells in that little house. He is now and animagi. Prongs rides again." She added with a quick glance at Lupin.
"Well that explains why he was so cagey the last couple of times I was there." Said Lupin thoughtfully, but he was smiling.
"Like I said, not a bad mind." Said the Sorting Hat from the shelf.
The three adults gave the hat a look and I t slumped down again. Fawkes whistled a little, the phoenix equivalent of a laugh.
McGonagall departed to write to the parents and brothers of those concerned.
"What else can we do?" asked Lupin anxiously.
"Nothing but wait." Said Dumbledore heavily.
***
That's exactly what Harry did. For three days. He waited and watched, listened and hoped. The third day he found Hermione. She was in a cell by herself, slumped in the corner. From what Harry could see through the door she was a little bloody and very pale.
AN; he he he hehe ! what do you think? CLIFFHANGER! Hehe. Tell me what you think!!