Authors note: Hey guys, I want to thank you all for helping me with all the reviews. If they keep up in this stream, who knows, maybe I'll get to a hundred some time in the future. Give yourselves all a pat on the back, sorry about the long delay, this story was taking a lot of turns and I spent a while keeping it all on track, I also had the flu, and school the same time, but no need to fear, I am here! I will keep up the writing frequently, and for those worried about me giving up this, I won't! that's a promise;
Thanks for the support,
(This is a really short chapter, I know!)
-Quez
Previously:
"I trust him." Sam said slowly and carefully, Jack looked up at her sharply.
"Because of his good manners and probably fake scar?"
"No." Said Sam defensively, "Because he was telling the truth."
"We don't know that Carter." Jack said tiredly, shrugging his shoulders.
Sam looked away and whispered under her breath;
"Speak for yourself."
The black car doors slowly opened, the darkness hiding the only person from view. Taking a small step back in fear, Harry began to slowly pull his wand from his pocket.
"Get in the car Harry." The familiar voice that spoke soothed Harry's racing pulse, he smiled slightly at the absurdity of it all, and pulled his bags and climbed in.
"What are you doing here?" The man asked, pulling the car away from the curb.
Harry frowned. "Nothing. I often walk at midnight for fun."
Professor Lupin smiled slightly. Eyes narrowing, Harry took in the ministry car.
"Am I going to get in trouble for doing magic?" He asked as the car pulled up to the highway.
Glancing sharply at Harry, Lupin spoke;
"The ministry of Magic was attacked a few nights ago. They wouldn't have even noticed."
"It was attacked?" Harry asked, mouth opening in shock.
Lupin nodded somberly.
"Fudge is gone Harry. He was one of the casualties." Harry stayed silent.
As the car drove through the silent streets, he paused to watch someone walk along holding a torch, calling out a name. Winding down the window, he listened.
"Harry!" Jack O'Neill called, "Harry! I'm sorry!"
Smiling, Harry turned to Lupin, only to find a scowl planted on his usually calm face.
"Professor...I'm going to go stay with some other friends." Opening the passenger door, he turned to get his bag.
"Not quite, Potter." Lupin said, his eyes suddenly glowing gold.
"Your not going, anywhere."
And Harry's scar exploded with pain.
TBC...