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Chapter Seven
Harry jumped up and spun around glaring through bushes, trying to see the intruder.
" Harry, what's wrong?" Jess slowly rose off the bench.
He gazed at her.
Her face was screaming emotions left and right.
The first he could depict was fear.
He himself was a little fearful at the moment.
" Nothing, it's nothing..."
" Harry, I would hardly say that's nothing."
She was right, it was a lot more than nothing.
" Maybe we should go inside now." He started to walk and Jess followed quietly.
The feeling inside his head started to disappear.
" Harry."
Jess stopped.
" Yes?"
Harry stopped too.
" You know how you said you would explain every everything?"
" Yes."
" Well, I need to ask you something before we go into the company of all those people."
" Ok...erm...what is it?"
" What were those things that attacked us?"
He sighed.
" They are called Deatheaters. They...well...you will know the whole story with time. Why did you ask me out here, what's wrong with asking in front of them?"
Jess' expression fell.
She opened her mouth, then closed it.
She did this routine several times until she found what to say.
" Because that wasn't the first time I've seenthem."