Harry sat by his window. He stared out into the dark pavement and thought about the miserable life he had at the moment.
A figure was hurrying along one side of the road, Harry watched it hurrying and not stopping. Then, a flick of piercing pain slashed through his scar and Harry gave a muffled yell and fell back onto his bed. It was a few second 's before he got up again and nervously looked out of the window, the figure had gone.
Harry laid down and rubbed his scar, why had it hurt like that? Harry suddenly felt a chill take over the whole room, ice lightly frosted the windows and through the window blasted a dark, haunting creature, a dementor.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" yelled Harry and a beam of silver shot out of his wand, and the dementor was forced out of the smashed window .
Harry panicked, this was the muggle world - why had a dementor came in the muggle world? Harry ran out of his door and sprinted down the stairs, only to see a number of dementor's surrounding a building.
"Harry!" exclaimed a familiar voice, he looked round to see hermionie looking tired.
"What are you doing here?" said Harry.
"everyone is here today. Orders from the dementor's, they say its for our own good… well, that's what fudge told us."
Harry and hermionie went to see the crowd of hogwarts students. In the middle of them was none other than Albus Dumbeldore.
"ah, Harry! I was expecting you, sorry aboutyour window."
"that's ok, I'll fix it later, what exactly is going on here? isn't it a bit risky being in the muggle world?"
Dumbledore sighed,
"yes, it is a bit risky, I tried telling that to Corlenius but as usual, he didn't listen."
A flash of red light lit the street and the order of the phoenix appeared one by one.
"What's going on here?" asked tonks.
" we don't know. By the way, where's Remus?"
Tonks sighed,
" he couldnt come, he has some... something to do..."
suddenly, a shout came form one of the muggles windows,
"oh my goodness! what are those things over there? there floating! bob, come and see this, look at all them weird people, bob... are you listening to me?"
harry assumed that bob was her husband, that made him feel un easy... if more muggles saw the dimentors, things will go a bit pearshaped.
dumbeldore tensed, he was thinking the same as harry probably then the street went silent, somebody was coming, a man, a tall, shadowy figure coming.
Harrys scar burnt madly but Harry ignored it, he knew who this was.
Voldemort.
Tonks flinched and grabbed Harrys hand, it was dead cold.
Harry came then face to face with Voldemort.
it was a frightening grey, harry tried to speak, but no words came out, his scar burned and he felt tears coming into his eyes, burning tears of hatred and sadness and fear.
Then, Dumbeldore raised his wand and stepped forwards,
"you are not welcome here"
Voldemort said nothing but just frown at Dumbeldore, Harry noticed that he was backing away slowly, he stopped.
Suddenly a flash of green came from Voldemort's wand and Harry had to move out of the way quickly.
He made a run through the middle of the crowd and he found himself becoming slow and tired… he was lost.
"oh great"
Mumbled Harry as he went further and further on into the place he had ended up in.
A shout came from behind him,
"Harry! Wait! Its me, hermionie"
He turned round and a flash of blue light took him by surprise and he felt himself falling and falling…