Disclaimer: I own nothing once again….and I haven't updated in FOREVER!!!! What was I thinking??? Oh, yeah, I got a life...Not anymore though!
Alym- Thanks for saying its great! here's some more for ya! Finally!
Renee- glad you like it! This chappie will be nice and action packed for ya.
Hirame- Torturing is quite fun, you should try it sometime!
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Harry, feeling bad that he had hurt Sean like that, went looking for him. He raced, turning corners, going through doors he had never seen before, until finally he had reached the large swinging double doors of the kitchen.
He pushed them open and placed a foot on the slick floor, when he stopped (which wasn't a very good idea. The doors came back and smacked him in the face). Harry, now holding his bleeding nose, slowly walked across the shiny linoleum floor, until he reached a large red puddle. He looked at the foot of Sean, and his eyes slowly rose up his body, which Harry didn't want them to do. He couldn't stop. He knew what he was going to see, and couldn't move.
His hand dropped from his nose, and dripped his blood onto a knife lying next to his foot on the floor, that he hadn't noticed before then. He picked it up, and studied it, noticing the blood on only the blade. Harry wasn't quite sure what to do. He dropped to the floor, his hands shaking to hold his balance on the warm blood, and placed his head on Sean's chest. He could feel that Sean was still breathing, and new he had to do something fast. But what?
"RON! HERMIONE! HELP! SOMEBODY!" Harry began to scream. Moments after he began yelling, both Ron and Hermione's faces appeared in the doorway to the kitchen (Ron arrived first, he knew the fastest ways to the kitchen).
"Oh my goodness what on earth happened?" asked Hermione, seeing Harry covered in his own and Sean's blood. Only Ron had noticed the body on the floor behind Harry.
"Hermione," Ron tapped her on the shoulder, and pointed to the blood soaked floor, "look't that..." All three of them where silent, not sure what to do. Hermione, realizing that just standing and watching Sean bleed to death was not going to save him.
"Help me!" she said, grabbing one of his bloody arms.
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"No need to worry, I understand that you where confused," said Dumbledore to the trio. "It was a wise decision to call upon the help of professionals," he said, pointing at the paramedics. Hermione and Harry had called an ambulance. Surprisingly, the magical house had a telephone.
"But I would have thought it necessary to contact Professor Dumbledore and I first," said professor Snape. They where not quite sure why Snape had to be there.
Harry watched in daze at Ron ran around the paramedics, asking what each bit and bob was used for. He saw Hermione sitting in the corner, watching the paramedics get angry at Ron, and swat him away as they worked. He saw Dumbledore speaking with Snape. About what, he wondered. It was the first full thought Harry had come up with all day. That, and he wondered if Sean was going to be okay.
He watched them carry the sandy blond haired boy away on a stretcher, and peered in the back as the large white doors of the truck closed and locked Sean inside. He wondered if he was going to be brought to a hospital, or if they had a special place for the nutty people who try to kill themselves.
Harry thought about that for a while until he realized a Muggle police officer was trying to speak to him.
"Son, where did all that blood on you come from?" he pointed at Harry's bloody shirt and hands. If Harry could have remembered where the blood had come from, he would have answered.
"Son, you'll have to come with me." The officer grabbed Harry's arm, and threw him into the backseat of one of the cop cars that where parked at the curb.
Harry didn't realize he was still holding the knife.
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A/N: MUAHAHA!! what may happen next you ask? read and you may find out! that is if I ever get around to UPDATING! Jesus, its been long! Too long . . .looks around suspiciously...