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Chapter six

Leap of faith

Zero grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the cell that he had spent the worst year of his life in.

With her hand keeping a firm grip on his, she led him down the dark passages of Azkaban prison at a near run. Harry followed, stumbling every now and then at her brisk pace. Zero seemed to know where she was going as she would lead him down the twisting, mazelike paths without hesitating. It wasn't until they reached a hallway with three corridors leading out of it that he was able to catch his breath. Reaching to the wall for support, he shifted his weight on his shaky legs. Harry looked over to his companion and felt a small pang of fear when he saw the look of concentration etched on her features.

"You're lost!" He rasped out, panic settling in, "You bloody idiot! You're lost aren't you!"

"Just be quiet for a second!" she hissed back at him, never taking her eyes of the corridors.

"The dementors will be coming! I cant fight them without a wand! I cant go back! They wont put me back in the juvenile cells! I'll be treated like an adult now! I cant!"

Zero whirled around, grabbing his arm, bringing him out of his panicked state for a moment. "Will you calm down?! I just needed a moment to remember, its ok! And the dementors aren't coming. Apparently they dislike Vertigo."

"Wha-"

"Explanations later! While the dementors wont stop us they will get the Aurors and then we'll be in for it, so MOVE!" Keeping her painful grip on his arm she pulled him through one of the corridors at a much faster pace. Harry could hear her mumbling to herself as she ducked through passageways and once they had to detour when they heard Aurors up ahead. Soon though, they came upon an Iron door. A very locked Iron door.

Harry sank to his knees gasping for breath. His vision was blurring, and he was so very tired. At the sound of that familiar clicking his eyes snapped to where he could see Zero with her palm placed over the key hole. Her eyes were glassy and unfocused, her lips pursed. And then at the resounding click that came from the door, she grabbed the rusting handle and gave a great heave, and to Harry's surprise and delight, the door opened just enough for them to squeeze though.

The first thing he noticed was the smell. It was the briny fishy smell that came with a harbor. He looked over to where the sea crashed up against the rocks of the island. He was outside! It took everything he had left in him not to fall to his knees with joy, for he feared he would never be able to get back up.

It was morning now, the moon that had lighted his cell before was gone and the discolored fog that surrounded him told him that it was very early in the morning. 'Very think fog too' he thought to himself. Azkaban never had sunlight. Ever. But the thickness of the fog that had settle upon them now felt almost unnatural

Zero hauled the door closed again and Harry heard the lock fall into place again. She turned to him and took his hands into hers. "Ok Jackie boy, this is where your going to have to trust me."

He gave her a weird look at the name.

"Again, explanations later. Now do your trust me?" She waited for his nod. "Alright, this is going to feel weird but you cant pan- Harry are you ok?" Harry tried his hardest to still the queasiness that was running through him but there was nothing he could do about the trembles that shook his body. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer, he was just to tired. He gave her a curt nod wishing she would get on with what ever rescue she had planned from this point for he did not see any boats, and there was no way he could wade into that water let alone swim. "Alright, just remember. Don't. Panic."

She gave his hands a little squeeze, and then closed her eyes, concentrating. Nothing happened for a minute, but then he felt it. First in his hair, which had turned into a grimy greasy mass upon his head, suddenly felt weightless. Like as if he was underwater. The feeling quickly passed over the rest of his body causing the robes that hung off him to float around him.

Zero quickly let go of his hands and wrapped them around his torso, "Harry I need one last thing from you ok? I need you to jump, put as much strength in it as possible ok?" She must have taken his bewildered stare as a yes as she crouched down bringing him with her, and then springing up with all the force they had in them.

Harry didn't know what he had expected to happen, but soaring up into the sky was definitely not anything he could have thought of. It wasn't like flying though. It was more like swimming with air all around him. "What?" was all he could manage.

Zero smiled and whispered, "My Magic."

He might have actually enjoyed the feeling, but his weak state was finally catching up with him. Within seconds his body became lax in Zeros arms, the last thing he would remember would be the strange black shadow that had appeared above them.