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Chapter 3
Think, Harry, think! Harry demanded to himself. He looked back and forth. Boy
or Ginny? Boy or Ginny? All of a sudden, Harry found himself becoming faint.
The Dementor's power was getting stronger and stronger. He began to feel sad;
upset. He saw pictures fill his mind… Umbridge, forbidding him to ever play
Quidditch again… Malfoy and the others capturing him after a Defense Against
The Dark Arts meeting… Cho using him to find out information about Cedric. How
was he supposed to save the boy or Ginny, when he couldn't even save himself?
Sirius, dying in front of his eyes. Sirius!
Harry's eyes flew open as he began to think of Sirius. He loved Sirius, and he
knew Sirius would always love him back. Love…He loved Sirius…his mum…his dad.
Love…something Voldemort would never know. Harry began to feel his strength
returning. Happiness filled his mind as he thought of Sirius…his parents…next,
Hermione, Ron, Hogwarts!
"Expecto Patronum!" Harry managed to yell out. All of a sudden, out of the tip
of his wand, flew a beautiful stag. The stag charged down the aisle toward the
boy, galloping past the heads that whirred to watch. The Dementor dropped the
boy, centimeters from his face, and turned to get out of the train. The stag
reached the Dementor, and, jumping back on its hind legs, kicked the Dementor
through the train door. The Dementor, screeching with pain, flew out of the
train and away into the darkness.
"Harry!" Hermione managed to scream out. Harry turned to see the Dementor a
blink of an eye away from Ginny's mouth. Harry could see Ginny, her face pale
as anything, her lips as purple as ever.
"Go!" Harry screamed at the stag. The stag whirled around from the front of the
train and began to speed down the aisle. The Dementor, seeing the white,
transparent stag galloping from behind Ginny, dropped the girl. Then, the
Dementor screeched away, with the stag close behind it.
"Ginny!" Ron screamed. The girl started rolling to her side, coughing. Ron took
off his robe and placed it over Ginny. He wrapped his arms around his sister
and rocked her back and forth. "Please, Ginny…wake up…please…"
"Another one!" Harry heard a voice say from the front of the room. Screams and
cries were being heard as the children started to run in the direction of
Harry. The only student left was the one who was being held by the Dementor
before. Not yet awake, he laid on the floor, eyes closed and unconscious.
Harry couldn't just sit and watch everything happen. As the children started to
run past him and down toward where Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Neville were,
Harry walked the other way. Watching the Dementor pick up the boy once more, he
screamed, "Relashio!"
Seeing a jet of fire-hot sparks shoot out from his wand, Harry pointed it to
the Dementor. The Dementor, who was turned sideways to Harry, was instantly
starting to catch on fire. The Dementor dropped the boy and started to flail
around. Harry turned his wand to the boy and shouted, "Mobilicorpus!"
The boy instantly started to float and move quickly toward Harry. Harry was
able to grab the boy and pull him over his shoulder when two more Dementors
flew into the train. They both flew over the flaming Dementor, easily
extinguishing the flames.
"What the…" was all Harry found himself saying.
"Harry!" Ron screamed. Harry turned around to see everyone from their boxcar right
in front of his face. First and second years from different houses were
scattered with sixth and seventh years. Harry saw in the way back Ron and
Neville holding up Ginny, as Hermione and Draco were standing next to each
other.
Harry's eyes fell to Hermione as screams of panic rose from the children. Harry
turned slightly around to see the three Dementors begin to glide their way down
the aisle. Harry turned back to see the children's faces fill with sadness and
unhappiness.
"Hermione!" Harry screamed. "We need to get out of here! NOW!" Hermione reached
into her robe and grabbed her wand.
Pointing into the compartment that Ron, Harry, Neville, Ginny, and her were in
moments before, she cried out, "Diffindo!" Soon, a blast was shot from the wand
and the compartment was torn in two, cutting that part of the train in half,
and revealing darkness.
"Get out! Go!" Harry screamed, feeling himself getting weak as the three
Dementors were closing in on him. Draco led the way out the train as Hermione,
Ron, Neville, Ginny, and the other students started to follow. Harry started to
run after the students, slowing a little because of the boy on his shoulder. As
soon as Harry reached the ripped open compartment, he saw around fifty lighted
wands running straight. The light from their wands could not show where they
had crashed, only enough to see ahead of them.
"Lumos!" Harry shouted, as his wand soon grew light. He ran after the students,
following close behind. But as much as him growing closer to his fellow classmates,
the Dementors were growing closer to him as well. Harry ran through the
students, pushing them aside and eager to reach Hermione.
"More light, Hermione! We need more light!" Harry screamed. Harry placed the
boy gently on the ground and reached for Hermione's arm. Hermione looked at
him, speechless.
"I…don't know anything!" Hermione sputtered out.
"Yes, you do! Think! No panicking!" Harry cried out. Another shrill scream was
heard as Harry jerked his head back to where he heard it. Harry saw, from the
many lighted wands around him, a little girl, probably a first year, be picked
up by one of the three Dementors.
"Now, Hermione! Go!" Harry cried, once again running back through the crowd,
eager to get to the girl.
As Harry was within seconds of reaching her, he pointed his wand at the
Dementor. It was then that he heard Hermione scream, "Lumos Solarum!"
Soon, light began to fill the area they resided in. It seemed like daylight
poured out of Hermione's wand as she dropped it to the ground. Harry looked
around. It looked like the train landed in some sort of valley. There were
brown and green mountains surrounding the entire area, and from one of the
mountains, a tunnel was formed as tracks came from it. The train, Harry now
saw, was officially turned upside down, as it lied a few hundred feet from the
tracks on a slanted hill. From the slanted hill, he saw that everyone in his or
her boxcar ran straight into a grassy plain. Harry couldn't believe his eyes as
he saw the two out of three Dementors start to fly in the air and began
crossing the students in the front. The students, now huddled together in one
big group, started to walk slowly backward. Harry saw in horror behind the
students that the grassy plain ended, and nothing more than a ledge appeared.
If they backed up any more, they would fall off the ledge and down to their
deaths.
"Don't move!" Harry called. The students stopped, taking their eyes off of the
flying Dementors and placing them on Harry. "Look behind you!" The students
obeyed and turned around. And just as they all turned around, three more
Dementors flew from up over the ledge and started to chase the students back
toward the train. Screams and cries of terror and panic were heard as the
students ran closer to Harry.
Harry whipped around to see, to his horror, the first Dementor holding the girl
up to his mouth and barely grazing her lips. "Expecto Patronum!' Harry cried
again. The stag protruded from his wand again and galloped over to Dementor.
The Dementor dropped the girl and started to fly the other way. Then it
stopped. The other two Dementors who were flying in front of the students now
landed and stayed with the first one. Then, they all turned toward the stag,
which was grinding its hooves into the dirt. The three Dementors began to
surround the stag, watching it's every move.
All of a sudden, Harry recognized faint screaming as a huge 'bang' was heard.
Harry cracked his head toward the sound and saw a seventh Dementor fly from
behind the train and land onto it.
"Harry! There are still people on the train! In the other boxcars!" Hermione
cried out.
"Diffindo!" Harry cried. He pointed his wand toward the boxcar that was being
attacked and watched as the train wall tore into two. Harry heard Hermione cry
the same charm, watching a second boxcar rip into two. Hundreds of students ran
from the train, tearing into the grassy plain that the source of light and
everyone else from Harry's boxcar stood. Hermione tore open a third boxcar, and
Harry released the students in the last boxcar as well. Soon, the students of
Hogwarts were all grouped together, having lights still sprouted from their
wands, watching with caution as four Dementors began to encircle their group.
One left the group of three who were trying to fight Harry's stag and joined
the group encircling the students from above, making five. Harry watched,
wondering what they would do next.
Soon, the two Dementors ran from the stag and joined the flying group above,
making seven Dementors circling the hundreds of students below. The stag, which
couldn't fight in the air, ran over to Harry. The students, seeing Harry as
their only source of protection, grew closer and closer to him. In a few
seconds, he was in the middle of the hundreds of Hogwarts students.
As Harry watched with every moment, he started to think. My stag needs help…
As soon as he thought that, the seven Dementors slammed on the ground and
grabbed the closest student next to each of them.
"No!" Harry screamed! "Go!" He ordered to his stag, which set off to the
nearest Dementor. The stag managed to make the Dementor drop the boy and fly
back in the air again, as the stag began to run to the next Dementor. However,
Harry looked around. There were still five more people! His stag was nowhere
near the seventh Dementor. And to make matters worse, the first Dementor
slammed back on the ground and grabbed another child. The stag, soon getting
confused, started to run toward the third Dementor, but stopped, galloping back
to the first Dementor.
Harry's breath drew shorter and shorter as beads of cold sweat started to form
on his face. It was then that the realization hit him. They weren't going to
make it. Each and every one of their lives was going to be sucked out of them.
His one stag Patronum against seven Dementors? It would never work! The stag
would soon lose its energy and fade. He knew it. Harry could see the students
start to fall to the ground; their hands in the heads, crying in pain as
sadness and depressing thoughts filled their minds. The Dementors were drawing
in seven students to their deaths. Harry looked to see Ron and Ginny, holding
on to each other's hands as they crashed to the ground. Hermione seemed to
becoming faint as well and Malfoy dropped to the ground. Harry started to get
dizzy and cold as well. This was it. He was done…they all were…
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