Chapter 3: the search

"Wha?" Harry woke up confusedly

"My apprentice. You have awoken. About time." Merlin smiled to him from across the room.

"Who're you? Where is this?" Harry asked confusedly

"I am Merlin and you are in Camelot." The aged wizard replied

"Who am I? How did I get here?" Harry asked

"Your name is Harry Potter. You got here with a simple targeted telportation spell." Merlin replied

"Target what?"

"I took you here with magic. As in a spell." Merlin exclaimed

"As in writing? I don't get it. How can ink and parchment take me somewhere?"

Merlin sighed. It seemed like this boy was trying to be difficult. Maybe training won't start today after all. Merlin went to best explain Harry's life as of the last 15 years. Merlin didn't know much. Just what the history books said.

**Meanwhile**

"THE BOY CAN NOT JUST DISAPPEAR COMPLEELY WITHOUT DUMBLEDORE EVEN KNOWING WHERE HE WENT!" Voldemort bellowed at his death eaters. "THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE! IF I DO NOT HAVE THE POTTER BOY'S WHEREABOUTS WITHIN THE WEEK THERE WILL BE NO MUGGLE TORTURING FOR ANYONE!"

"What about Apparation my lord?" Lucius Malfoy asked

"You think I haven't thought of that? Not even a Portkey can get you near that house! Snootyenool!" With the last word Voldemort conjured a frying pan out of thin air and it smacked Lucius in the face with a deafening THWANG.

"Any other geniuses out here? No? Fine. Off you go." Voldemort sneered

Instantly every Death Eater Apparated except the unconcious Malfoy on the sand.

**at the same time at Hogwarts**

"DAMN IT!" Remus yelled, slamming his fist on to Dumbledore's desk hard. "The Death Eaters have Harry. I know it!"

"Stop being so pessimistic." Professor McGonnagall told Remus

"They can't have Harry." Dumbledore spoke up "I just received a demand. It reads: Bring Harry Potter to the greenhouses at 3:15AM on Monday the first of August or we demolish Hogsmeade." It was signed with the dark mark.

"Down goes Hogsmeade. What in Merlin's name is next? Well at least we know Beauxbatons will make it, There's no way that palace will fall." Said Sirius optimistically

Just then a issue of the Daily Prophet came winging it's way through the window.

The headline read: Beauxbatons in ruins. Will they stop at nothing?

"Aww Shit." Mumbled Sirius

"Gather up the good wizards who remain loyal." Dumbledore ordered "This calls for a meeting!"

"Headmaster?" Prof. McGonnagall asked "We already ARE in a meeting."

"No. This is a conference." Dumbledore replied

"What's the difference?" Sirius asked curiously

"More people. Now go!" Dumbledore grumped.

There was a massive sigh going through the room as everyone left Albus's office.

"He'll never learn." Mumbled Moody

END!

Ok, anything likeable at all? No? Well it just sucks to be me today doesn't it?

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