Chapter One

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Dumbledore

He is starting to ask me Questions about where I am going.

I think he suspects me.

If he finds out he'll kill me.

S.S

P.s when will you come out?

A figure wearing a black cloak tied his message to his tawny owl set it free.

The owl took flight and was soon indistinguishable from the night sky.

The dark figure walked quickly away his cloak billowing even though there was no wind.

A Snow White owl flew over a sign saying 'Privet Drive' but didn't bother stopping as she flew past her masters house towards the moon.

Harry Potter ran to his bedroom window and watched his owl Hedwig fly past He grinned, turned clumsily and disappeared.

Harry Squeezed his eyes shut. He hated Apperating. The feeling of going through a tight rubber tube made him feel sick. He didn't have his licence but the ministry didn't care they wanted ' the chosen one' to be safe as they were trying to get on his good side. Harry opened his eyes and was just wondering where he was, this didn't look like the Burrow, when he herd someone hiss "Harry" he spun around to see Hermione running towards him "Hermione... What?"

She shushed him and pointed to the sky.

There was a green skull with a snake coming out of its mouth instead of a tongue in the sky over at the now demolished Burrow.

'The Dark Mark' he said as his stomach clenched 'but who...'

'I'll tell you later come on'

'But where...?'

'Sssshhhhh'

She pulled him into the demolished building and Harry gasped as he saw that the inside was just the same as it usually was.

Harry had just noticed Mr and Mrs Weasley siting at the table. Mrs Weasley was crying and Mr Weasley was holding her hand, his face blank. But before he could show any form of greeting she had pulled him upstairs towards Ron's bedroom and through the door.

What ever Harry was expecting, it wasn't this.

Ginny ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck and sobbed into his shoulder. Harry looked over her shoulder and saw Hermione sit down next to Ron, who was sitting on his bed, with the same blank face as his father.

'What happened?' he asked, dreading the answer.

'It's Percy' she said quietly.

Ginny sobbed a little louder and Ron seemed to sink further into his bed. Harry gathered from the sorry look on Hermione's face and the Dark mark over the house that Percy had been killed by someone in Voldemort's league.

'Lupin says that he was killed by V-V-Voldemort himself' Ron said in a croaky voice.

'Why' Harry started to ask, then he realised Ron had said Voldemort, something he had been refusing to say for years. 'Did you say Voldemort?' he finished

Ron shrugged his shoulders, got up slowly and shuffled from the room.

Ginny let go of Harry looked at him for a second and ran from the room after Ron.

'How did it happen?' Harry asked. He thought for a second then added 'Why?'.

Hermione didn't answer immediately but examined her fingernails as though she was trying to think exactly what to say and how to say and how to say it.

'Well we don't know why exactly but, like Ron said, Lupin told us that Percy was killed by Voldemort himself' she paused and her eyes slowly filled with tears 'He had j-just made up with his fa-family' she gasped 'and he-he was helping with the Order and everything and... Now... he's-' she closed her eyes for a moment and then she too ran from the room.