Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, just the made ups
Harry had returned back to the Dursley's just as he promised Dumbledore, Hermione and Ron. Each day there was agony. He refused to put up with the Dursleys either. He would glare at them and wouldn't talk to them either. He would be leaving soon.
He had a picture of Bill and Fleur at their wedding. Everything had gone well, surprisingly.
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She shot up in an almost fearful way. She clutched her blankets as she looked around slowly realizing she was still in her own room.
"Thank God it was only a dream" she said as she wiped sweat from the heat outside from her forehead.
She recalled her dream it was so weird. A boy with a lightning shaped scar, a blonde boy who seemed like such a coward, an the ugliest snake creature she had seen. She didn't understand any of it.
She sighed and got up immediately walking towards the nearest outside door.
"Metallica! Metallica! Here kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty" she whistled and waited for her cat she had gotten for her 15th birthday. The cat meowed and came trotting over from under a horse trailer he frequently slept under.
She let the cat it in and let it go eat food while she made her bed and prepared for her day.
She had, the previous day lost her cell phone out quadding with a friend she worked with. It
had also rained, what her luck.
She put her radio on while she brushed her hair, preparing to curl it and put on a pink abercrombie shirt that was barely even half a shirt with a blue mini skirt with track shorts underneath and pink flip flops from anchor blue.
She curled the naturally brown hair that had recently been layered and had caramal blonde on top of her hair. She was supposed to go find her cell phone, but first she was to go see some friends.
She went outside only to find it completely gray outside. She didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad yet. She walked down into the pasture to go feed the hungry horses that awaited outside.
She grabbed her horses own lime green halter so she wouldn't need to find it later in the cluttering mess that had become her garage.
She began putting hay into the wheelbarrow for the four horses when suddenly she smelled a burning smell. She looked and saw people in dark robes yelling weird things as a fire in a field nearby erupted. She ran as fast as she could and let the dogs loose from her backyard.
The fire was coming nearer and nearer. Her own small dachsunds followed her as she sprinted back to the horses. She had to get them out. She went in and put her own horses halter on. She then opened the gate and waved her arms as the other 3 ran out towards the street. The fire had them closed in, but she knew if she could get her animals to the backyard of a neighbor and across the river they would be fine.
She loped her horse to the neighbors yard who were outside shouting and trying to figure out what was going on. Her dachsunds followed as she whistled for them, the greyhound had long run off.
She opened the various gates in her way rushing the other horses in. She had nothing except a lead rope in hand to control her horse, but her horse knew it was vital to listen as both instincts directed flight as the best option. Finally they were making their way to the shallow end of the river. The other 3 horses crossed and her own followed behind. She held onto the mane. She heard more screams and looked back as bodies flew in the air.
She didn't understand, what was going on? She urged her horse faster. She had no idea where they were going, but they had to go somewhere. She saw flashes of light go past her then felt arms on her. Someone in one of the dark robes was on a broomstick above her. He grabbed her hair and next thing she knew she felt enormous pressures on her and notcied her horse was with her too. She didn't like the feeling much, it was like being suffocated or something by an anvail or car.
The hooded figure let go of her hair and her horse beneath slid to a stop, almost unsitting the girl. She held a tight grip on the green rope that was her only means of control of the horse. She continued circling and backing her horse until the horse calmed down. She petted and whispered to it as the figures watched the Muggle girl calm the untamed animal.
A taller hooded figure appeared out of nowhere. She now noticed she was in some sort of ruins. The surface was rocky and not very good ground for her horse to run on if they needed to run from these people though it wouldn't do much good.
The taller hooded figure began to speak.
"Do you know why you have been brought here?"
She shook her head unknowing that the person was speaking Parseltongue.
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Harry had left the Dursleys for a few moments meeting with Professor Trelawney. She said she had urgent news for him, but knowing her she probably just wanted to remind him of how unlucky he was and how his destiny was going to be his downfall blah blah blah he had heard it all before...
He found her waiting near Diagon Alley. Her scarves and shawls just as numerous as ever.
Harry I must... She paused as she began humming and her eyes lolled in the back of her
head. She began swaying, Harry knew she was about to have a premonition.
"She has been found. The half muggle. The poor girl. The Dark Lord has her and is going to kill her soon. She cannot be killed for she is Sirius's unknown american daughter"
She came out of her trance and began running back to the Dursleys.
"Harry wait."