They walked back into the room to find it in total chaos. They walked around a little but stopped suddenly when they saw movement. Sirius, in dog form, got a little closer while Snape pushed Harry behind him. Remus took out his wand and slowly followed Sirius.

          "Why did that git, Malfoy, make us stay here!?" One of the Death Eaters was saying. Obviously a few of them had not left and were staying to see if any one came back to the house.

          "Don't ask so many questions, Flint." They heard an older man answer. Something clicked in Harry's head. Flint, he remembered that name. The old Slytherin captain. He must have become a death eater right after he left Hogwarts.

          Harry poked Snape in the side and he turned around, not to happy about being poked.

          "That's Flint." Harry whispered to him. Snape stared stupidly at Harry for a moment. If the situation weren't so serious then Harry would probably have burst out laughing. Suddenly, Snapes face darkened. He grabbed Harry's upper arm and started to drag him back to the hidden door, which was visible now because it was left open.

          "And where do you thing you're going?" Came a cold yet vaguely familiar voice. Harry and Snape turned to a Deatheater, wand ready. "Oy, Flint, come in 'ere, I think I found someone fer ya ta practice on, boy." He smiled evil at Harry. Snape tried to put

Harry behind him once more but the Deatheater hit him with a spell that made him go flying into the back wall.

          Flint walked in with Sirius, now human form, and Remus tied and flouting behind him. He smiled as evilly as the other Deatheater did.

          "Looks like you and me are gunna have a duel Potter." He took out his wand and Harry slowly removed his. Sirius's eyes widened and Remus attempted to shake his head as if to tell Harry not to duel but to no avail. Harry was going to duel with Flint. Maybe he would be nice and hit him with a teeth-striating spell. God only knows, he needed it

          "What, Potter? About to chicken out because the mudblood and mudblood love ain't here to protect you?" He laughed coldly. Whatever fear Harry was feeling moments ago was swept away. Harry's eyes darkened, he held his wand tighter. He yelled the first charm that came to mind and . . .

          Flint's mouth disappeared. Gone. Not there. Take your pick but his mouth was not where it should have been. Obviously Flint did not know this. If he had a mouth he probably would be smiling, thinking that Harry's spell had not worked. He lifted his wand as if he was going to say a spell, but nothing happened. He waved his wand again. Nothing happened, again.

          Harry did not think him a threat for a while and turned to the Deatheater that was charging him, wand held high.

          "Avada . . ." The Deatheater was saying. Before he could finish the spell, though, another spell hit him, knocking him out.

          "Payback's always a bitch" He heard Snape mumble.

          While Snape released Sirius and Remus, Harry looked for Flint. He found him in the downstairs bathroom, looking at were his mouth should have been. Well, at least the bad teeth weren't there.

          Flint noticed Harry, and turned giving him a dark look that would have looked scary, if he was sneering. But without his mouth, it looked quiet humorous. Harry tried to hide the oncoming grin, but lost miserably. This seemed to piss Flint off even more. Flint slowly approached Harry. Harry made a first and brought it across Flints face as hard as he could muster. Flint went flying back into the bathtub. Sirius, Remus, and Snape came running down the hall to see what had happened. The looked inside the bathroom to see Flint knocked out and minus a mouth and sprouting a black eye. The three looked at Harry and back at Flint.

          "Payback's a bitch." Harry said, trying to get the feeling back into his hand.