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Chapter Fourteen: The Chair in Front of the Window


Harry felt the wards flex against him. He gritted his teeth and punched his way through. Breathing hard, he materialized on the steps of the Malfoy Stronghold. Hermione, Ron, Jack, Luke, Fred, Aurora, George, Bill, Charlie and Percy all popped in to existence around him.

Beads of sweat rolled down Aurora's face. She had been the last one to Apparate. She looked up, urgently. "He knows we're here. Ginny's right-he's strong. Be on your guard."

The other nodded. Harry signaled for attention, and then whispered, "Remember- Adie is in the dungeons. Get her out at all costs. Understood?"

Aurora looked grim. "Let's go."

The two groups split. Harry and his group went to the front door. Harry whispered a curse he had learned especially for this purpose. The double doors flew off their hinges, and straight backwards into the hallway. Subtlety was not what the team was aiming for. They were there to kill or capture Malfoy, and they wanted to make sure he knew they meant business.

Harry, George, Jack, Charlie, Percy and Luke stepped through the ruined door as the others slipped around the back.

"Hey Malfoy!" called Harry in a mocking voice. "Guess who?"

He and the others picked their way through the rubble. The first room Harry saw was a huge room with a large window.

And in that room there was a desk with a large armchair. It was turned away from the hallway so Harry couldn't see if anyone was sitting in it.

"Hello, Potter."

Harry froze. He would recognize that voice anywhere. "Malfoy," he hissed. He hand signaled Bill and Luke over. George, Jack, Charlie and Percy spread out to search the rest of the downstairs.

"Malfoy," said Harry, calmly. "How have you been? Lounging around, wasting your time since your Master fell?"

He had opened himself up. "Well, not lounging, per say, Potter. Although if that's what you want to call it, well than yes, I have been doing an awful lot of lounging."

Harry clenched hi fist and ran for the chair, whipping out his wand as he dove at it.

Bill's yell was too late to stop him.

"Harry, wait! It's a trap!"

The second he touched the chair he felt the horrible jerking behind his navel that he remembered so well.


A/N: First things first:

Congratulations to JK Rowling and her husband Neil on their new baby girl! We are all very happy for you , Jo!!!

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And now on to fanfic stuff:

Yes. Another short chapter. This was what needed to be in this chapter. I tried to make it longer, I really, really did, but it seemed forced.

It's not that good, as it is. Not my best chapter.

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