Ch. 3
"Have you seen Harry?" asked a tall, red-headed boy with freckles, around the age of fifteen.
"No, not since we left him by the big oak tree, when those evil dementors came," answered a girl, with brown wavy hair, also around the age of fifteen.
The two of them were sitting in there favorite chairs, by the fire, in the middle of the Gryffindor Common Room trying to figure out where their friend could have gone. Their names were Ron Weasly and Hermione Granger and they were Harry Potter's two best friends.
"Maybe we should search the castle" said Ron.
"Or ask Professor Dumbledore if he's seen him" added Hermione. Ron nodded and they got up, climbed out of the portrait hole, and headed of towards Dumbledore's office.
On their way they passed a few other Gryffindors, including their friend Neville Longbottom and Ron's sister Ginny. Neither of them claimed to have seen Harry so they continued on. When Hermione and Ron reached Dumbledore's office, Professor Albus Dumbledore himself was standing by the large stone gargoyle about to enter. He looked worried but once he saw Ron and Hermione he looked a little more relived.
"Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasly, I've been looking everywhere for you two." said the headmaster with a slight grin. "Where have you been?"
"We've been searching the grounds for Harry, Professor," replied Ron.
"Oh yes" said Dumbledore "about Harry." He muttered the words "chocolate frog" and led them into his office.
"Please sit" he apprehended while pointing to two very fine, comfortable looking golden chairs lined with dark, almost navy blue, velvet cushions.
Once they were seated he spoke again, "it seems to me that Mr. Potter has disappeared." He looked at them both for a brief second and then continued. "From my understanding, he was somehow abducted from the Hogwarts grounds. Of course he couldn't have apparated, nor could his captor, that is, within the foundation of our school. So he somehow either escaped on his own-."
"But he would never do that Professor Dumbledore," butted in Hermione.
"Yes, I know that, that is why I assume that some being with the abilities to fly and open wizard-locked windows kidnapped Mr. Potter," replied Dumbledore.
"But who?" Exclaimed Ron.
"Or what," added Hermione in a tone so close to a whisper that you had to strain you ears to hear what she was going to say next, "a dementor."
"Yes, I believe so" agreed Dumbledore "a dementor." As soon as Ron heard this he jumped in his seat, not even beginning to feel the pain or fear Harry was enduring right at that very moment.