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Chapter nine..Power!
This is what Hermione saw when the Dementor attacked Harry. The boy fell to his knees when the Dementor grabbed him, and then collapsed completely. The Dementor bent over him. She screamed, wishing for a wand. Suddenly a bright light shone from Harry's wand. It was glowing white, still in Harry's hand. Then she saw Harry's head drop. He had given up. The Thestral underneath her leapt into the air. Hermione screamed at it to go back, but it just hovered in place. A second later she saw why. The island was shaking. Rocks were falling. The light from Harry's wand grew and grew until she couldn't see him any more. It turned into a beam of pure white light that split the heavens. Far away, the other four saw it and stared. Hermione screamed Harry's name again, as the light faded.
Harry was lying on his back amongst the rocks. The Dementor was no where to be seen. Harry was so pale that at first Hermione thought he might be dead, but then he rolled on to his side, then to his feet. The Thestral landed, and Harry jumped on behind her. Then they were flying. On their way to Hogwarts with an honour guard of Thestrals.
It was close to midnight when they landed on the lawn surrounding the whomping willow. The Thestrals quickly realized that the forest was their new home, and they disappeared inside. Harry and Ron helped Hermione up the hill towards the castle, with Ginny, Neville and Luna trailing behind. Ron was watching Harry out of the corner of his eye, and as Harry found this rather annoying he asked, "What's up?"
"You look terrible. Your face is so white, and your eyes are red!" Ron exclaimed.
"I was attacked by a Dementor."
Ron went pale under his freckles, "Are you alright?"
"Not really, I didn't have any chocolate with me." Harry made a feeble joke.
"that's not funny!" said Neville.
"Sorry, come on, I think your parents are here."
The six tired teenagers went to Dumbledore's office, and they heard Mrs Weasley before they saw her. Harry opened the door, and the six of them stared at the sight that greeted them. Mrs Weasley was screaming, apparently very angry. What surprised the teenagers even more was that this endless complaint was directed at Dumbledore, who looked extremely tired.
"If you had watched them better this wouldn't have happened!" Mrs Weasley was screaming.
"Mum!" said Ron in exactly the same moment that Harry said, "Mrs Weasley!"
It was Harry continued as the adults were all openmouthed.
"There is no one to blame for this! Voldemort set it all up! It was a ploy to get at The Order of The Phoenix." He thought that adding 'and me' would be a little too grandiose, so didn't.
Mrs Weasley wasn't really listening, though the other members of the OotP were. Mrs Weasley was hugging her son and daughter, along with her husband. Mrs and Mrs Granger were taking Hermione from Harry, and hugging her, the same with Luna's parents, and Nevilles grandmother. Harry felt quite alone, so he stepped into the room further and said over the hum of anxious parents, "I overheard two of the Death Eaters talking. It was all a set up."
"A set up? Minerva, who gave us that information?" asked Dumbledore
"Mundungus." Harry frowned, he didn't like Mundungus at all. Mostly because he had let his house be attacked. Twice. "I'll call him in."
Professor McGonagall disappeared down the stair well. Harry suddenly began to feel dizzy in the warm room and supposed it must have been the days of sleeplessness catching up with him. Then he remembered the Dementor attack.
"Professor, the Death Eaters have done something to Hermione's legs. She can't walk."
"I'll get Madame Pomfrey." Said Lupin, leaving, patting Harry's shoulder as he did so.
"What happened?" asked Dumbledore, taking in Harry's torn clothes and cut hands, Hermione's blood arms and Neville's pale face.
Chapter nine..Power!
This is what Hermione saw when the Dementor attacked Harry. The boy fell to his knees when the Dementor grabbed him, and then collapsed completely. The Dementor bent over him. She screamed, wishing for a wand. Suddenly a bright light shone from Harry's wand. It was glowing white, still in Harry's hand. Then she saw Harry's head drop. He had given up. The Thestral underneath her leapt into the air. Hermione screamed at it to go back, but it just hovered in place. A second later she saw why. The island was shaking. Rocks were falling. The light from Harry's wand grew and grew until she couldn't see him any more. It turned into a beam of pure white light that split the heavens. Far away, the other four saw it and stared. Hermione screamed Harry's name again, as the light faded.
Harry was lying on his back amongst the rocks. The Dementor was no where to be seen. Harry was so pale that at first Hermione thought he might be dead, but then he rolled on to his side, then to his feet. The Thestral landed, and Harry jumped on behind her. Then they were flying. On their way to Hogwarts with an honour guard of Thestrals.
It was close to midnight when they landed on the lawn surrounding the whomping willow. The Thestrals quickly realized that the forest was their new home, and they disappeared inside. Harry and Ron helped Hermione up the hill towards the castle, with Ginny, Neville and Luna trailing behind. Ron was watching Harry out of the corner of his eye, and as Harry found this rather annoying he asked, "What's up?"
"You look terrible. Your face is so white, and your eyes are red!" Ron exclaimed.
"I was attacked by a Dementor."
Ron went pale under his freckles, "Are you alright?"
"Not really, I didn't have any chocolate with me." Harry made a feeble joke.
"that's not funny!" said Neville.
"Sorry, come on, I think your parents are here."
The six tired teenagers went to Dumbledore's office, and they heard Mrs Weasley before they saw her. Harry opened the door, and the six of them stared at the sight that greeted them. Mrs Weasley was screaming, apparently very angry. What surprised the teenagers even more was that this endless complaint was directed at Dumbledore, who looked extremely tired.
"If you had watched them better this wouldn't have happened!" Mrs Weasley was screaming.
"Mum!" said Ron in exactly the same moment that Harry said, "Mrs Weasley!"
It was Harry continued as the adults were all openmouthed.
"There is no one to blame for this! Voldemort set it all up! It was a ploy to get at The Order of The Phoenix." He thought that adding 'and me' would be a little too grandiose, so didn't.
Mrs Weasley wasn't really listening, though the other members of the OotP were. Mrs Weasley was hugging her son and daughter, along with her husband. Mrs and Mrs Granger were taking Hermione from Harry, and hugging her, the same with Luna's parents, and Nevilles grandmother. Harry felt quite alone, so he stepped into the room further and said over the hum of anxious parents, "I overheard two of the Death Eaters talking. It was all a set up."
"A set up? Minerva, who gave us that information?" asked Dumbledore
"Mundungus." Harry frowned, he didn't like Mundungus at all. Mostly because he had let his house be attacked. Twice. "I'll call him in."
Professor McGonagall disappeared down the stair well. Harry suddenly began to feel dizzy in the warm room and supposed it must have been the days of sleeplessness catching up with him. Then he remembered the Dementor attack.
"Professor, the Death Eaters have done something to Hermione's legs. She can't walk."
"I'll get Madame Pomfrey." Said Lupin, leaving, patting Harry's shoulder as he did so.
"What happened?" asked Dumbledore, taking in Harry's torn clothes and cut hands, Hermione's blood arms and Neville's pale face.