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Chapter 2

"Come on then, let's go…" Harry said, shaking his head in disbelief at the sight that he had just seen. Malfoy? Malfoy: being nice to Hermione? He had no idea what that was about, and he sure didn't want to know.

Ron, Harry, and Hermione stood up to grab their things as Ginny and Neville walked back into the compartment.

"Hey, mates…" Ron began. All of a sudden, the train lurched backward fast, causing everyone to fall forward into the wall and down on the train ground. Neville slammed into the wall so hard, falling to the ground and barely breathing. Ginny was also on the ground, holding her head as Ron saw blood running down her face. Hermione screamed at the sound of screeching, uncontrolled wheels against the track, and Ron went over to Ginny, desperate to help her. Sprawled on the floor, Harry managed to look up at the window and saw that the Hogwarts castle was growing farther and farther away. Screams and cries were being heard all around the train as it flew backward down the track.

All of a sudden, Harry could feel the sunlight's warmth evaporate from the world. He looked around and began to see darkness enveloping them.

"What the bloody hell is going on?!?" Ron asked, screaming through cries and screeching wheels.

"I don't know! Something VERY WRONG is happening!" Hermione yelled back.

All of a sudden, a piercing scream from Ginny was heard. "Dementors! Dementors, look!" Everyone in the last compartment flung his or her head in the direction that Ginny was pointing. Sure enough, a black as death figure flew by. As soon as it passed the window, darkness followed it. Harry could feel his energy being taken from him; his happiness shattering away. All he felt was sadness…death…

"Think of happy thoughts! Think it!" Harry screamed. Everyone closed their eyes and tried to think of anything that would bring them pleasure. Other shouts and cries of 'Dementors! Dementors!' were being heard throughout the train.

"I'm…so…cold…" Hermione stuttered, as she started to fall slowly toward the ground.

"Hermione, no!" Ron screamed, crawling over to her and wrapping his arms around her. Hermione, seeming touched by the surprising action, began to sit up again. The Hogwarts Express was roaring backward down the tracks. Harry couldn't see. He had no idea where they were. All of a sudden, the train's wheels started to screech, as Harry could feel the train tilting to one side.

"We're falling over!" Harry screamed, as everyone was helplessly thrown against the left wall of the train. Soon, Harry could feel the train on its side and glass shattering all around them. People screamed as the train started sliding down what seemed like a slanted hill, fast as ever. Soon, the train started to flip over again and Harry found himself on the ceiling. It seemed like the train was never going to stop as it kept sliding down the slanted hill. Soon, the roaring and sliding stopped, and the train came to a halt.

Harry lay sprawled on the ground for several seconds. Then, he began to try and move every part of his body. To much fortune, he felt nothing broken.

"Everyone all right?" He asked, his voice a little shaky.

"I'm all right, mate? You? "Ron asked.

"I'm okay. Everyone else okay?" Harry asked.

"Um…yeah…" Harry could hear Neville answer.

"Fine…fine…" Ginny's voice was heard softly in the darkness.

"Hermione? HERMIONE!" Ron bellowed.

"Lumos…" a voice mumbled hoarsely. Soon, a light from Hermione's wand tip was seen. Harry looked around the compartment. Magazines and bags were thrown all over. Harry looked on the ground and saw broken glass, shattered all over his feet. He looked up to Ron, seeing blood flowing from his left eyebrow. Ginny had a few cuts on her face and Neville had a huge gash along the back of his neck. Hermione, who started to walk toward him, had a long cut down her face from her right ear to her chin. She put up her head and pushed lightly against Harry right part of his head. Harry winced in pain as Hermione pulled back her hand. He looked at it, revealing blood.

"What the devil is going on?" Ron asked.

"Dementors. There are Dementors here. Can't you feel it? The coldness? The hatred? We're surrounded by them AND darkness." Hermione said back.

"Lumos!" Ginny cried out, and light sprouted from her wand as well. Everyone in the compartment started to do the same.

"Let's get out of here….we're under attack…" Harry said, heading to the door.

"We can't be under attack…" Ron started. Harry turned back to look at him. "We're protected. From Dumbledore. You know how the castle is charmed and Dumbledore cast a protective spell on Hogwarts? He did the same thing to the Hogwarts Express! So no one…and I mean NO ONE can throw a counter curse against the train. THAT'S why there's no staff on board…they figure they don't have to worry, because we're well protected." Ron concluded.

"Oh, there is one wizard who can counter curse Dumbledore's power. Someone who is almost as strong as him as well…" Harry's eyes ran from the ground back to Ron's.

"Oh, no…no way…" Ron said, shaking his head.

"You don't think…" Hermione said.

"It is. The only one who can throw a counter curse as strong as Dumbledore's? Voldemort…" Harry said. With that, Harry turned and walked out of the compartment, ignoring the cringing of Ron. He walked down toward the front of the train, and walked into the first compartment he came to. With his wand shining bright, he walked in, seeing bodies on the floor.

"Hey, is everyone all right in here?" Harry asked. Soon, the bodies started to move and mutters of 'Yeah' and 'I'm okay' were heard.

"Harry!" Ron said, poking his head into the compartment. Harry looked at Ron, as everyone started to get up. "What should we do?"

"Um…" Harry began to think. "All right: you, Hermione, Neville, and Ginny. Go to every compartment and make sure everyone is okay. Once you're sure they are, tell them to use the Lumos spell. That way, everyone has light. If someone is badly hurt, or injured, give me a holler. Other than that, tell them to stay in their places. "

"You got it, mate." Ron nodded. He jogged out of the compartment, telling the others what Harry had ordered. Soon, Harry could hear his friend's voices asking if others were all right and people shouting the Lumos spell.

"All right, chaps." Harry said, turning toward the people in the compartment who were now standing up. "I need you to do something. I need you to perform the Lumos spell."

Sure enough, the students obeyed and light filled the room. Harry told them to stay where they were and turned to leave the room. However, before he reached the door, he heard a blood-curling scream and someone shout out, "Dementor!"

Harry poked his head and looked to where the voice came from. Down the aisle, he saw a large, looming black hooded figure at the front of the train. The Dementor grabbed a student from the first compartment and started to bring him closer to him, desperately pulling for a kiss. The boy's head was turned to one side, as he no longer was conscious. The boy was off the ground and growing closer to the Dementor with every second. The other children in the compartments began to scream in terror as the Dementor brought him closer and closer. Harry looked at the boy. It was the same one who asked him if he was 'Harry Potter' after another boy in their compartment dared to mention Sirius!

Harry had to act fast. He couldn't let that Dementor steal a kiss. Harry began to run down the aisle as heads poking out to see the action moved back in the compartment to allow him through. Harry grabbed his wand and pulled it out, trying his best to think of happy thoughts, even though the darkness and cold began to envelope him.

Soon, he heard another terrifying scream. Harry stopped and looked back. To his horror, Ginny was also grabbed by a Dementor, her head rolling to one side. Ron stumbled over to her, but couldn't reach her as he began to fall down to the ground, thinking he would never be happy again. Neville slumped to the floor as well, and Hermione started screaming, her head in her hands. Harry had to make a choice. Save the child who he was closer to, who was closer to the Dementor than Ginny? Or save Ginny, his best friend's sister and his friend as well? Harry eyes started to dart back and forth. Sadness and unhappiness began to fill his mind. Harry blinked, trying to concentrate on the happy things in life.

He had to do something! He had to…

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