Disclaimer- Same as last time…I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!!! Okay, on with the fic!
Dumbledore,
I had this dream. It's leading me to believe that the Death Eaters will attack me tonight.
HP
"Hurry Hedwig, this is important," whispered Harry tying the letter to Hedwig's leg and opening the window.
As soon as he closed the window he knew it was to late. He already heard the Death Eaters downstairs. Harry grabbed his wand and rushed down the steps.
"Well, well, Harry Potter," said a cold voice. Harry recognized it to be Lucius Malfoy's. "How nice to see you."
"I couldn't say the same to you," spat Harry.
"Well, we can't ask for miracles, can we boy?" said Lucius. "You are just as stupid as your parents though. They died for no reason the worthless…"
"STOP!!!!" yelled Harry. He put his hand in front of him and pointed it at the two Death Eaters. A red light shot from his hand, stunning both the Death Eaters.
Harry looked pointedly from his hand, to the Death Eaters wondering what had happened, and praying Vernon hadn't woken.
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