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Summary:
Harry is reflecting on the things that happened last year at the Department of Mysteries when he gets an unexpected visitor. He learns about his family and moves on after the death of Sirius. A new event begins at Hogwarts and Harry learns he must participate if he wants to help the Order. Harry begins working harder than ever to accomplish the task when one of the only people he feels understands him is taken by Voldemort. He deals with the contents of the prophecy and all the pressures that normal teens have, growing stronger to do what's asked of him all the time.
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Chapter 5: Knockturn Alley
Harry ran out of the compartment to the front of the train, his friends close behind. Just then, Lupin came towards them. "Harry," said Lupin urgently, "Go back to the back compartments. It's not safe. There's Death Eaters attacking." Lupin looked nervous and anxious. Harry turned and headed towards the back, but turned around staring at Lupin's retreating back. He didn't want to leave those few Order members to deal with all of the Death eaters. He turned to his friends and he could tell by the looks on their faces what they all knew they had to do. He nodded to them and they nodded back.
Harry turned around and headed down the corridor after Lupin's retreating back, making sure the older wizard couldn't hear him. The five soon arrived at the front, where they all gasped. The Order members were certainly out numbered by about ten to twenty.
"Let's go," said Harry quietly to the others. They nodded and split up, pulling out their wands as they went. As Harry walked quietly around the many death eaters and Order members trying not to be seen, he heard the laugh that had haunted his dreams since that fateful day in June. It was the laugh of Bellatrix Lestrange, his godfather's cousin and one of the reasons for his death. He knew it was his fault too.
He came out from his hiding place as he yelled out a curse, "STUPEFY!"
Bellatrix froze up and fell down face flat. The Death Eaters around her turned around to see who had cast the spell. Harry didn't have time to hide before they spotted him. One headed towards him, his wand outstretched. Before Harry could conjure a spell, the man yelled out his own, "PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!"
It happened in a matter of seconds. The jet of light was speeding towards him as Hermione screamed, and Lupin turned around surprised. The light made contact with Harry and he fell over, stiff. The Death Eater ran forward as his hood fell off. It was none other than Lucius Malfoy. Harry glared at the man though he couldn't move and didn't know if the man could tell. He pulled something out of his pocket as Lupin came towards them at a run. The object was thrust in his hand and he felt the horrible sensation of being pulled away as the portkey was activated.
As they traveled, Harry began to think how much he hated portkeys. They certainly weren't a fun way to travel. They soon landed on the ground of a new place. Malfoy unstunned him, but bounded his wrists and took his wand. He pulled Harry up to his feet and began dragging him down what Harry could now tell was a street. He looked around at the strange buildings and found one he remembered only too well from second year. It was the place he had come into when he flooed into Knockturn Alley on accident.
He didn't have much time to think about this as they continued on and Malfoy knocked on the wooden door of a building that looked like it would fall down any minute. Malfoy dragged him in and dropped him on the floor. He locked the door and went up the old, squeaking stairs leaving Harry to his thoughts. He soon heard footsteps approaching again and Harry looked up expectantly to see who it was.
Dumbledore's POV
Dumbledore watched as all the students came into the Great Hall and was worried. They all looked worried about something, but no one had said anything yet. Dumbledore looked to the Gryffindor table, looking for Harry, hoping he would tell him something, but Harry never appeared.
He looked to Ron and Hermione, Harry's two best friends, with questioning looks, but they just glared up at the headmaster. Hermione was looking directly into his eyes and so he took the opportunity and began using his Legilimency powers on her.
Why aren't you doing anything yet? Harry's just been kidnapped by death eaters and you're sitting up there just waiting like he'll show up on his own.
Dumbledore broke the connection and stood up. He headed out of the Hall stopping only when he got to Snape's chair.
"Go lead the first years in for me today," he wispered to the man as he walked out of the Hall. Snape stood and followed.
When Dumbledore reached the Entrance Hall, he saw the person he was looking for. Professor McGonagall was standing by the huge doors, waiting for the first years to come in from their trip across the lake.
"Professor McGonagall," Dumbledore said coming up behind the teacher. She turned to look at Dumbledore, "I need you to take care of head duties for the feast. Harry has been kidnapped by death eaters."
Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore for a moment before speaking, "When?"
"The train was attacked. I must be going now," said Dumbledore as he opened the doors and headed out.
As he headed down the drive, he tried to think of where Harry could be, but he didn't know. Snape did not yet know of Voldemort's new headquarters. Dumbledore pulled out a small chain from around his neck and rubbed the stone on the end of it. It was a tracker for Harry. He had cast a spell on Harry when he was just a baby and worn the necklace so he could find Harry whenever he needed him.
A map of Knockturn Alley appeared infront of him and in one of the most run-dwown shops in the area was a red dot that meant Harry was there. Dumbledore rubbed the stone again and the image vanished.
He raced off of school grounds and apparated into Grimmuald Place, yelling for every Order member that was there to get to the kitchen.
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Lupin, Moody, Kingsley, and Tonks came down the stairs and went into the kitchen. They all looked at Dumbledore, curiously.
"Some of you may know this," said Dumbledore, glaring at the members who had been on the train, "Harry has been kidnapped by death eaters."
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Kingsley gasped. Lupin, Moody, and Tonks looked down guiltily for not telling the headmaster.
"I will need some volunteers to come with me to get Harry," said Dumbledore, "Who will volunteer?"
Mr. Weasley's hand shot up before Dumbledore finished the question since Harry had saved him once and wanted to return the favor. Everyone else, but Mrs. Weasley followed soon after.
"I'll stay here to tell other Order members if more arrive", said Mrs. Weasley and Dumbledore nodded.
"Everyone else, Harry is in Knockturn Alley. Let me go in first. Voldemort will probably be there," said Dumbledore standing up. The other members followed Dumbledore and apparated into the dark street.
When Dumbledore arrived, he saw a run-down shop that looked deserted until a bright flash of light came from one of the downstairs windows and a scream that he knew all too well. He motioned for the others to come after him and headed for the room.
Harry's POV
Harry soon heard footsteps approaching again and looked up expectantly to see who it was. His scar was burning again, growing worse with each step the person took towards him. He thought he knew who it was and soon his suspicions were confirmed. Voldemort stepped off the bottom step, his red eyes had an evil happy glint in them. Harry glared up at the man.
"Well, well Potter, we meet again. This time you won't escape me," said Voldemort, now standing infront of Harry.
It took all of Harry's strength not to scream out from the pain in his scar. Harry didn't say anything.
"Now, your death can be quick and painless or you can suffer before you die," started Voldemort, pulling his wand out of his pocket and pointing it at Harry's chest. "Just tell me the prophecy and this can be very easy."
"Never," said Harry quietly, without a trace of fear in his voice.
Voldemort glared down at the boy. He raised his wand, "Well then, you refuse so you will suffer. CRUCIO!"
The jet of light hit Harry and he screamed out in pain. Voldemort's cold, hard laugh filled the room. He raised the wand again and Harry lay on the floor, hurting and defensless, hoping that death would come soon.
Before Voldemort could say anything, the door burst open and a man appeared in the doorway, wand outstretched infront of him. Harry sighed with relief. His newfound great grandfather and headmaster was standing in the doorway. He was saved. As he smiled slightly at the older wizard, he slipped into blackness.
Dumbledore's POV
Dumbledore quickened his steps and pulled out his wand as he heard the laugh of Voldemort. He blasted open the door and walked in. He looked around at the scene infront of him before he did anything. Voldemort was standing over Harry. His wand was pointed at the boy. Harry was lying on the ground in pain. He returned the smile that Harry gave him, but Harry didn't see it. Dumbledore continued to stare at the small boy, wondering how he could take all this pain.
"Take one step closer to the boy, Dumbledore, and he'll get the fate that's awaiting him," said Voldemort. Dumbledore turned his attention back to Voldemort.
Dumbledore moved closer, not feeling the least bit frightened of his old student.
"You've asked for it," said Voldemort.
Instead of pointing it at Dumbledore, he turned it towards Harry. Dumbledore tried to think of what he could do, looking around the room for ideas. He spied Harry's wand on a table and picked it up, knowing only this could stop the killing curse. As Voldemort yelled out the curse, Dumbledore said one of his own and the results were just like he wanted. The beams of light connected, but Dumbledore didn't hold the connection. He broke it and now all of Voldemort's attention was on him. This was what he wanted. He motioned for the other Order members to come in. They all had the disillusionment charm on them and Voldemort couldn't see them.
He saw Harry disappear and guessed Lupin had taken him out by portkey and heard the steps creaking, but Voldemort didn't notice this. He sent a spell at Dumbledore, who quickly stuffed Harry's wand in his pocket and pulled out his own. He put up a shield and spell bounced off.
"You've asked for it. Harry's fate shall be passed on to you," said Voldemort as he sent the curse at Harry. Dumbledore waved his wand and the table in the corner jumped infront of him and blasted to pieces as the curse made contact with it.
"I don't have the time to deal with you tonight Tom. I suspect I'll see you later," said Dumbledore. He sent a spell at Voldemort, who disappeared in a flash to avoid the spell. He heard the Order members from upstairs call to come get the captured death eaters and headed up the stairs. The night hadn't turned out so bad. Harry was safe and the Death Eaters had been captured.