Chapter 15 Not so useless anymore

Harrys pov

"Don't mind her!" He yelled at Stan who was staring at Mrs. Weasly, who was yelling at the top of her lungs for him to stay here and not be stupid, instead of letting him on the bus. "Take... me to... the neighborhood... we were at last... night please." He panted giving Stan some money.

"Yepper if that's what you want then hop aboard." The bus took off as Mrs. W. reached the road screaming her head off. Harry was shaking as he sat in the chair behind Stan and talked about nothing interesting for the next ten minutes. Suddenly the bus stopped and Then the door to the bus opened revealing a man clothed in black who looked livid. Stan stood up,

"Welcome to the Knight bus, I'm Stan and ill be your--"

"Shut--up" The man who Harry couldn't see spoke, "And move out of my way." He had a cold curt angry voice. And as Stan moved aside Harry saw who it was staring back at him from the road. It was Snape, "Get up and get off this bus Potter." He looked like he was trying to calm himself but failing. Harry didn't move,

"No."

"Don't make me make you boy!" He looked like he was about to so Harry got up and off the bus. Once he was on the pavement Snape grabbed his upper arm painfully for the second time ever.

"You IDIOT!" He sneered, "Did you ACTUALLY think that you could save your friend when he's already back at base?!?"

"WHAT?" Breathed Harry.

"Oh there's even MORE good news." Snape finished angrily like whatever the news was he wasn't happy at all about it. Harry didn't know whether to be happy or not.

Hermiones pov

She sat with Ron waiting for Harry to be brought back alive hopefully. They were talking about their kiss last night.

"Ron you and Harry are my best friends and I want to just stay friends ok? I don't want a boyfriend right now. And if I did I wouldn't want to ruin our friendship. I'm sorry Ron but no is my answer." She said sadly.

"S'okay. That's fine. Alright," Ron looked hurt but able to cope.

Harrys pov

With Snape dragging him they walked into the woods,

"Well go back this way, they'll be expecting us to go back the other way." Snape looked around them as they walked quickly. "So Potter, you thought you could save your friend? What did you actually think you were going to do? Fight Lord Voldemort again?" Snape asked him incredulously. But Harry had stopped walking, he had never heard Snape say Voldemort's name. And then he realized he was deep in the woods by now and he didn't know were he was. So he played it cool, as cool as he could.

"I don't know, yes maybe!" Harry sneered at the imposter, and then allowed himself to be led on by whoever this was thinking of what to do. Then it came to him. Harry pulled out his wand carefully behind the imposters back, but the imposter realized what was happening and whipped around his wand in his hand.

"Expellimarus!" The imposter shot at Harry. The spell hit him and he was thrown back about ten feet, hitting a tree with the back of his head and getting knocked out.

Rons pov

Harrys so stupid he thought, as him and Hermione sat on the couch in the living room talking about how Harry had just run out of the place off to go get him.

"It was so very foolish of him to do such a thing, " Hermione said imperiously, "I mean REALLY I hope he's ok, what did he think he was going to do anyway?!?"

"He's being stupid" Ron put in. They both went quiet, knowing that Dumbledore had sent out people to look for him.

"Such nice things to say about your friend." cut in a cold voice from the opposite side of the room. It was Snape, and he was sulking around. He couldn't go help look for Harry, not that he wanted to help Harry but he wanted to help. He didn't like the idea of being useless. But now he was because Voldemort had somehow found out he was a spy for Dumbledore. Of course he had already tried to lie and reason it out with Voldemort. He bore many marks to say that that plan hadn't worked out too well. He had a cut running down from his brow to his chin on both sides. His hands that he kept in his pockets after he noticed Ron staring had cuts and bruises all over them. He was also sporting a bloody nose and a black eye.

Hermiones pov

They sat there on the couch watching Snape. She wanted to say something back at him like sucks being useless right? but she couldn't, she felt bad for him plus she was worried about Harry.

"They probably wont find him before someone else does." Snape said quietly.

"Shut up" Spat Ron. Snape continued,

"Well, you know what they did to you Ron? It'll be way worse for him. It always has been. And Voldemort wont want to keep him around forever and risk losing his chance to kill him again," Now Ron's ears were red and Hermione felt sick,

"Now with the prophesy gone Voldemort's going to want to take care of him quick. So did he tell you that he knows what the prophesy said?" Hermione was puzzled who looked at Ron who was looking just the same way.

"I thought it broke!" Said Ron angrily.

"It did but... the prophesy was sent to someone and that some remembers it word for word and let Potter listen to it in his office the morning after that night in the Department of Mysteries." He finished with a snide smile on his face at the looks of shock and disbelief on their faces. Then his face turned towards the ground,

"Shit!" he spat at the floor then ran out the door. Ron and Hermione just stared surprised.

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