Chapter 9 Buying time
It was dark as Harry was hurried off the bus, with his arms behind his back held by a big guy. The neighborhood, if you could call it that he had only seen one house every mile about, looked old and gloomy and desolate. There was a huge house in front of them and thick woods on either side. He could scream and no one would hear him he thought sadly his immediate plan of screaming for help dashed. But there was still Stan and Ernie. Go!!! he pleaded inside his head as they started to take off.
"HURRY!!! BRING DUMBLEDORE!!! TELL DUMBLE..." Harry screamed as loud as he could after the bus but was cut short when the guy holding his arms bent them both the wrong way, slammed his body against a telephone poll and hissed "SHUT UP". Harry found himself shaking as they approached the door.
"We have to hurry" Started Mr. Malfoy "We cant stay at this house, hell be mad about that but hopefully this will make up for it. You ready Potter?" He started to laugh, but stopped "Wait we should search him, get his wand off him and everything". So they did and when Mr.Malfoy pulled out his stick they all started to laugh except for Harry of course. He felt like he would puke if he opened his mouth to explain. And why explain. Well the longer you keep them talking...The longer you live, he thought.
Well he thought hed give Stan some more time. He ripped out of the mans grasp and started to run. He forgot that they had wands, but he dodged their shots. He was amazed by the time he made it to the trees they were all running after him and Malfoy was yelling "If you don't catch him, your a$$ is telling master why we have to find a new place!!!"
Harry ran with all his might gathering speed as he found a path but then he decided that id be easier for them to follow him on a path so he broke free of it and dodged in between trees, running for his life. They had to be far behind him, at least the length of most of a foot ball field(?). He couldn't hear them running but he heard them yelling to each other and they sounded like they were growing weary and upset.
"How about we just light the whole woods on fire and see how that goes?" Yelled a guy sarcastically. Suddenly up ahead Harry noticed the woods got thicker than thinner than there was someone's house. He would HAVE to chance it. Or maybe he could just keep running...And that's what he did. He came up all the way to the thicker woods that he ran right into a tree. As he fell he saw everything go black.