As Harry and Dean walked through the doors to the castle, Harry played it cool, introducing Luna into the picture.
"So I hear Luna likes you," Harry said. Real smooth. Dean took a double take on Harry.
"You, you can't be serious," he stuttered. Dean looked a little frightned.
"Oh no worries, I mean its kinda awkward, I suppose," Harry added. Dean gave him a pat on the back.
"I'm gonna get going, I'll talk to you later," Dean said, and sprinted down the Hall opposite the Fat Lady. Harry said the password and walked through the portrait to see what Hermione was up to. When Harry walked in, he saw Hermione lying on the carpet, reading. "What's up?" Harry said as he kneeled down to Hermione, who was reading a book very carefully. "Harry, I thought you might want to look at this," she said, sounding very concerned. Harry looked at the pages to see a paragraph on Albus Dumbledore, written when he was the Head of the Wizengamot. To the right side of the page was a picture of Dumbledore. Strangely it wasn't moving. Harry looked again. This has happened to Harry before, with the Chocolate Frog cards, and when inside his office. Harry couldn't understand it.
"You've seen this before, haven't you Harry?" Hermione implied. She was a smart one. Harry looked around to see if anyone was paying attention.
"Yes, it has," Harry said. "But what could that possibly mean?" he added.
"I don't know," she said. "But I'll see what I can come up with," she added, giving him a peck on the cheek. Harry held her in his arms as they read about Dumbledore's escapades in the Ministry of Magic. Harry couldn't believe the man he once thought couldn't die, was far,far away.
As the holidays ended, students began realizing that classes were starting again. Everyone seemed to be loaded up on homework, except for Harry and Ron. Hermione was actually pretty lax as well, only doing homework for about an hour a day, as she either spent time with Harry, giggling and smiling, or on the Quidditch pitch, swooping and diving on her broomstick. Practice seemed to get a little tougher for the Gryffindors as well, as they needed to beat Slytherin by 20 points to claim lead for the House Cup. On top of that, everyone usually hyped up the Slytherin-Gryffindor matches, because they were the most exciting before, during, and after the match. After practice one day, Harry decided to take a walk around the grounds, alone. He walked along the grounds, looking at the wildlife and kicking rocks. As he came to the lake, he paused, and sat himself in the grass, staring at the endless blue to the bottom. He stared, and he thought about everything. His parents, his god-father, his mentor. As the sun set down, Harry stayed, He sat there, thinking about his dad, and what he would say if he saw him now. Would he be proud? Harry didn't know, but thinking about his family made him smile. As he sat there, he heard a voice behind him.
"Beautiful sunset, eh Harry?" Harry turned around to see Cornileus Fudge standing above him, watching the lake. "I always remembered your parents Harry," he added. Harry looked at him blankly. Fudge giggled a bit. "I'm sorry Harry, Occulmency lessons have helped me greatly now that I'm no longer Minister of Magic," he said. Harry stood up. "Yea, well I'm just glad that they are away from all of this," Harry said. "I miss them, but I know that wherever they are, they are looking over me," he added. Fudge smiled. "You know what Harry, ever since meeting you a few years ago, I have always been proud of your accomplishments, for everything you have done," he said. "I mean, you took down the most feared wizard ever, time after time," he added. "Such a feat for the 'Boy Who Lived'," he added again. Harry gave a quick gag. "I know, its just something the newspapers say," Fudge said, "But at least its good publicity for once," he added. Harry looked at him. "Thanks for at least believing me in the end," he said. Fudge put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "You know what, Harry, I was wrong about you all along, being the 'Boy Who Lived'," he said. "Really?" Harry said, "Yes, you are the the 'Boy who Wont," Fudge said, a second later a blow to Harry's skull, knocking him out.
Harry awoke in a blur, hardly able to make out anything. One things for sure: He wasn't at Hogwarts anymore. He felt like he had been here before, he couldn't make anything out still, but it seemed to him like someone knocked him out. Harry tried to use his arms to shake his head back into focus, but he couldn't. His hands were tied. Harry was really worried now. He didn't know where he was, and he was tied up, no longer at Hogwarts. Where was Fudge? Harry began to regain focus and saw the something begin to take shape in the background. As he finally recognized Kreatcher, he knew where he was, and he knew why he was here.
"Ah, I'm glad you have finally awaken, Potter," Fudge said. His voice unsurprisingly colder. "I can probably tell that you are a bit confused and frightened, are we Potter?" he asked. Harry looked at him dead in the eyes. All the fear he had was gone, in a second.
"Untie me, and I will show you fear, to you and that prat Voldemort," Harry said, stressing the name of the so-called dark wizard. "If Voldemort would be a man and face his fate, he could die like the others he's killed," he continued, each word, colder than the next. Fudge hissed.
"How dare you speak the Dark Lord's name in such a manner!" Fudge exclaimed. "No matter. He will be most happy when I bring him to you, and the clues to the Horcuxes," he continued. Harry looked at him.
"What do you mean, the Horcuxes?" he said, "I know nothing about him," he added. Fudge slapped him. "Liar," he hissed. "There are four left, Potter, and you will tell me the people, who hold them," he added. A tear down Harry's face.
"You will leave him alone, Fudge," Lupin said to Harry's right. Harry saw Lupin, Tonks, and Arthur Weasley tied up to the dresser above the painting of a Black relative. Fudge looked at him wildly.
"This is just to have him give you your old post back," he added. Fudge laughed. "Oh much more Remus much much more," he chuckled. "I will have power, and wit, for taking down the Potter child with just a swing of my hand," he added. "Lets hope I don't have a choice to take it from you," Lupin said threatingly, Tonks clutching on to Remus's hand.
"Take my hand from me?" he said. Then his eyes brightened. "Potter, you will tell me who are the four remaining Horcuxes," he said. "Don't make me take something from you, someone, precious?" he added, smiling wildly. Harry's stomach dropped. He couldn't. He wouldn't. He would make sure of that.
"I don't know," he added, and lets hope none of us break free," he added fiercly. Fudge laughed coldy. "Then you leave me no choice, Harry," he said to him. He turned around to Lupin.
"Avada Kedava!" he exclaimed. The spell hit Tonks dead on, knocking her on the floor in front of Harry, he hand no longer touching Lupin's. Harry saw in horror as Tonks sweet eyes stood still, staring at Harry. Sad eyes. He looked to see all the life of Lupin sucked out of him. Fudge, a Death Eater, had killed Tonks. He had taken someone away from someone. Harry knew how it felt, and Harry felt an urge of anger. An urge to kill. All of a sudden Harry began to shake, as Fudge continued laughing. He stopped as Harry let out a howl.
"ARGHHHHH!" he screamed, breaking the chains from everyone in the room. Fudge shreiked. "Harry, how on, its not possible!" he exclaimed. Harry stood up, looking wildly at Fudge.
"I have had enough!" Harry bellowed. Fudge looked at him. He looked scared. Harry began to walk toward him as the others watched. Fudge looked at him. He drew his wand and flew it up.
"Sectumsempra!" he called, sending a blue shot of light towards Harry. Harry didn't stop, as he kept on walking. Before the spell hit him , he grabbed it. Harry Potter took the spell and flew it back at Fudge, missing him barely. Fudge began to retreat backward, tripping over the body of Tonks, which Lupin was tending too. Fudge screamed.
"Harry, Harry no!" he bellowed. "Forgive me!" he begged. Harry stood over the top of him, more angry than anyone had seen him.
"Avada Kedava!" he bellowed. A shot of green light hit Fudge, making him motionless. He was dead.
Harry turned his wand at the door, which blasted off the hinges. "Grab on!" he said to Arthur and Lupin. "Leviosa" he bellowed, lifting Tonk's body up. Lupin then looked at Harry, his eyes saddened, and black.
"She will not die," Harry said. Lupin, for some reason, believed Harry, as they Apparated to the gates of Hogwarts, where McGonnagall was waiting for them, with some 50 Aurors.