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Harry Potter woke up all of a sudden, he had just experienced what Voldemort was doing, he saw into his thoughts, the thoughts involving himself as a baby and he had also witnessed his enemy, Draco Malfoy being punished. The thing that shook Harry the most was he'd felt the power of Voldemort, the power of the curse, the power of the dark arts and it was all of a sudden….seductive! He was confused as to whether that was how it felt to Voldemort, or to himself, this gave him more thoughts for his already cramped mind, Harry hated thinking so much but that's a;; he seemed to do nowadays.
He had only just figured out for sure that he will be going back to Hogwarts but only if he was given time off to search for the remaining horcruxes, the horcruxes were vital to defeating Lord Voldemort for the contained pieces of his soul, that is how he had become near enough immortal. Harry had thought of all the possible places that the remaining horcruxes could be hidden, he'd searched through all his memories of Voldemorts past and made a list of all the places, he found the places on maps or in magical reference books, he knew Voldemort would hide them in places important to either himself or the magical world, his ego will be his downfall. Harry was proud of how well he'd planned this out, he had to plan this out well, after all the war that is in motion now may well be the biggest, darkest and most famous war in history, and he Harry James Potter will be one of the most important people in this war as this war will only end if Harry manages to kill Voldemort. There was no-one else with the power to destroy him, if Harry was to lose the battle then the war would continue but the other wizards would have no chance, if he died then the wizarding world may as well bow down and surrender, Harry is the only hope for this war to end.
Harry hadn't slept properly since the day he'd witnessed Dumbledore's murder at the hands of the traitorous Severus Snape, when he managed to get sleep he dreamt of the murder or of Voldemorts thoughts or actions like tonight. Harry would be awake now even without the dream he had, it will be his seventeenth birthday in a few minutes, and he was a few minutes away from leaving the hell house he had to endure since his parents' murder. He wasn't excited because he knew what lay in wait for him in the darkness, but he had a wedding to attend and he wasn't going to let a few little Dementors get in the way, he'd fought them and repelled them so often that he no longer thought of them as a threat as long as he has one little bit of happiness left in his life then he knew he was safe. If the Deatheaters were waiting for him as well, he was prepared.
What he hadn't decided was whether he was going to apparate to The Burrow or fly there on his broom and his time to think was running out, he only had a minute or two till the protection spells would disappear and anyone who wanted to find him would be able to, once the protection was gone he needed to act fast and leave as soon as possible and he needed to be with other wizards encase of an attack.
As soon as the clock struck midnight there was four loud "crack" sounds in his bedroom, Harry spun round to see four familiar faces looking back at him, but those faces weren't happy they looked scared, Remus Lupin, Tonks, Mr Weasley and 'Mad Eye' Moody all were there, Harry was about to greet them when there was an explosion outside.
"They've found you already, quick get your broom and fly as fast as you can to The Burrow" Lupin said this as he waved his wand towards Harry's trunk which disappeared, he knew it would be waiting for him at The burrow, if he made it there
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