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Spoilers: SS/PS - COS - POA - GOF – OOTP

With a nasty squelching noise much like a plunger being pulled from a sink, he popped out his eye.

-'Mad Eye' Moody - Order of the Phoenix - Page 50

Summary: Harry returns for his sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Is Hogwarts as safe as everyone thinks? Is there Hope? Will that Potter boy rise up to the challenge of Lord Voldemort?

Harry Potter and the Dark Forest

Rating hard R Do not be discouraged. I will mark the bit with the hard R in and un mark it to cut it out. It is only one scene and will be later. I assure you it will be part of the plot. Thank you. The rating will be PG13 until the chapter before it.

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I'll hopefully be going on with longer chapters soon. Xavier isn't going to be over powerful; so far any death eater could do that. All he has done is destroy the Dursleys who aren't even magical. He is powerful but there will also be other powerful characters. I have already given a hint to why Xavier is so powerful in the past chapter. Well ok I cut him from this chapter but you will see him again, I need to do things with him to keep the plot flowing.

This will be slightly dark but at least not for a few chapters unless you want me to microwave Trevor? Joking...Unless I can wind it into the plot Harry Potter and the Microwave Toad as the sequel? Nah sounds like a parody.

Chapter 3: When things go from bad to worst.

Waking up Harry opened up an eye to spot the sun glaring from just above him. He felt the rain landing all over. On closer looking at the wonderful bird he saw it chasing a Dementor away. All happiness was returning while looking at the red plumaged phoenix, when all the Dementors

Reaching the road he wished he had stayed with Xavier Dementors all around picking off people as they walked down the street...He could make out the Petersons on the side the wife seemed to have been stripped and cut all over while the others her husband and 2 sons seemed to have lost there soles and was just kneeling looking on blankly.

There was a group of Deatheaters up the end of the street surrounding Mrs Figg's house, dreading whatever was going to happen he watched as the Deatheaters continued chanting and the rain poured down harder and the sky seemed murky black blending the Dementors in. It had green light building up, a cracking could be heard as a massive lightning bold came down onto the house next to him making him stumble back. He could see more lightning bolts at distances about a few streets away.

Then as soon as the build up started it stopped, one of the Deatheaters cast the Dark mark. He saw it rise and rise higher till it was about 20 metres in the air. The massive colossal skull surrounded by green smoke giving a terrifying image in the dark night's sky. He watched as the Dementors glided away and the rain slowed. Thinking it over he wondered what to do. London was too far to walk and he knew no witches or wizards lived near him. Mrs Figg was probably dead and -.

TSSSSSSSSSSSSNNNNNNNNNN CRASH CRASH (Think independents day here)

Being shocked he turned around to see a massive green beam explode from the heavens and crash into Mrs Figg's house. Being yanked into the air by the shockwave he hit the wall with a crack. Feeling a massive pain in his leg he clamped his hands to it as he fell onto the damp grass.

He felt a couple of items hit him in the back making him give a few groans of pain.

Trying to shove the rubble off the top of him he couldn't shift it, instead he crawled out of it causing his leg much pain when he had got the rest of him out. He realized he was lucky the fence hit him first, it have a perfect shield for the brick wall that hit him. And the aerial that just missed him and had one of the rods stabbed right the way through.

As he looked at his leg he saw it wasn't too damaged and picking a pipe up he propped himself up and started to limp.

What do I do? He thought, looking at himself all he had was his clothes. His wand had been thrown by Xavier and he couldn't recover it.

Not wanting to stay in the open... Developing it would be hard to get through all the rubble he realised he was stuck. With his leg like this he couldn't get out... All he could do is sit and wait.

Then darkness came. It was really dark, the feel of the broken tarmac underneath him did nothing to improve his mood.

He didn't know how long he waited, sometimes he would hear the shifting of rubble. Had the Order forgotten him? There were people shifting the rubble, maybe they could be help!

As he tried to get up another thought occurred to him. They may be enemy's Deatheaters. So he slid a bit more under the rubble. He didn't know how long he waited after that, as he opened his eyes from a pathetic nights sleep.

'Harry Harry, HIS OVER HERE EVERYONE!!' He saw the smiling face of Nymphadora Tonks looking at him making him jump back into the garden fence why did they have to make it so spiky? He wondered not only referring to the fence but also Tonk's hairstyle that nearly poked his eye out.

As the people started coming around him he couldn't respond, he knew he saw Remus and Fleur...How could you miss Fleur? He thought with a laugh.

Waking up he could see a bright white wall...At least he hoped it was a white wall and not a curse about to rip his face off. Reaching for his glasses he put them on and stared at the wall...Yes defiantly white and a wall. Looking around he saw the other walls were in fact...White. A light brown door with a window in it, when he looked out all he could see was white.

'Ahhh m-m-m-mister P-P-Potter.' He gave a nervous couth. As Harry glared at him, he probably never noticed as he was staring at his scar. 'Well exempt for minor injury's your ok' With a smile.

Assuming he was in a hospital it would be rather stupid to be lying in a bed unless something was wrong with him, I mean do the NHS look you over and go 'Umm missing a arm but otherwise your ok, go home' Oh wait yes they do...

'So I can go?' Harry asked, even if he didn't know where he was he wanted out of this mans company.

'As s-soon as your e–e-e-escort arrives.'

'Why am I getting picked up by a who...'

'Oh no, silly me. I thought you were a half-blood? So you would have been raised as a Wizard.'

'I am a Half Blood, I wasn't raised as a Wizard.' He replied coldly as the door opened.

'Ahhh Hello Mister Snape' He said as Harry tried to hide under the covers.

'I hope the brat hasn't been giving you any trouble, oh of course he has. Come Potter.' Giving the man no chance to reply and Harry no chance to get away he pulled the covers up and threw them to the other side of the room then yanked him up.

Following obediently he tried to go behind Snape as much as possible, He read his logo on the shirt that said 'St Census Private Healing'' with a picture of a wand with a bandage wrapped around it.

As they got out it was sunny, the heat was burning his skin. The first sun of the summer then without warning it started pouring it down. Snape started walking to an alleyway, as he got to the entrance he looked back and said with usual malice.

'Well if you don't want to get to safety you can stand in the rain.' Giving him one last sneer he proceeded down the alley.

Harry thinking it over. Hmm Snape taking me to Deatheaters, getting captured by Deatheaters in 5 minutes on the street? Deciding it would be quicker and less painful by going with Snape he followed Snape's route.

'Oh so out valiant hero decided to come. Take this.' He said holding out a umm magazine with a women on the front with stars covering her...

Blushing a little he took it then felt the familiar unpleasant tug of the navel associated with portkey travel.

'Nice landing Potter' He heard the drawling voice of Draco Malfoy say from above him.

Jon- Yes it's always nice to see Harry/Fleur fics, I absolutely love yours. Both Litany of Blood and Redemption of the Black sisters.

Leiselmae – I was critising your story not you, therefore your review to my fic had nothing to do with it. If you have any complaints Email me. It's in my profile. I will be privileged to ignore your Email unless it has anything meaningful.

Also the 'Child' comment rather annoyed me and that's the reason for my not-so-friendly reply.

I would have appreciated the grammar and punctuation comment...Exempt you DIDN'T point out which! Also as you said I'm English our Grammar is different and in the world of HP correct. I also never used bad language. I've seen worst on U's... then again I've seen worst in U's in Japan then 15's here but that's a different subject....

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