A/n: All right guys. I've a bone to pick with all of you. I checked my stats button and saw I had 884 hits. It means 884 people read my fic. I should have 884 reviews right?

NO! I have 14. Fourteen. One-four. That means 870 of you read this and didn't review! That means 1 out of every 63 of you reviewed. That's sad. Really sad. Did you know that I've been writing for 3 freaking years, and only one of my stories has gotten more than 100 reviews? It is just…frustrating. My self-esteem is pretty low, and really, if just a few of you, could take the time to review I'd be soooo thankful. I know I'm not the greatest writer, but it really feels good to know your craft is appreciated.

Harry Potter and the Power of the Millennia

Chapter Five

Remus sat in a chair in the café, enjoying a bagel and pouring over a copy of "Dark wizards of the last century." He was pondering over a particularly famous story. A man named Magnus Needlewind who was Grindlewald's right hand man. He alone had convinced the Ministry he was giving up and going to trade in names, and when they least expected it, he pulled out a hidden wand and obliterated a Ministry inquisitor, the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, The Minister of Magic, The Head of the Department of Mysteries and fourteen Aurors before being killed in a duel with Albus Dumbledore himself. Apparently there is a cell block in Azkaban named after him.

He chuckled slightly and looked up from the book to take a sip from his coffee mug. And across the Library, he saw none other than Amanda Lovegood herself. An Ex- Order member. If there was one roof that Harry would end up being safe under, it was hers. He noticed that she was about to leave for the night and decided to follow her. It might lead him to Harry.

'Who knows?' he thought. 'After three weeks without seeing him, any chance is a good one.'

Amanda also used to be an Auror, he remembered after he had followed her for a few blocks. She had already made three turns down unnecessary side streets and stopped to buy things she didn't need, just to look about. She wanted to be certain she wasn't being followed.

He followed her into an alley and immediately felt a wand jab into his throat.

"Why Remus? Why can't you just leave the poor boy alone?" she demanded.

Meanwhile

"I am not a man to be trifled with, Henry." Severus growled, his wand was trained on the cowering conductor. "Tell me what I need to know."

Henry backed up a few steps. He tripped over the bloody corpse of a passenger. His eyes were wide and he was trembling with fright. "N-never!" he stuttered.

"Crucio!" Severus cast, causing Henry to scream out in pain. "Tell me!"

"E-expelliarmus!" Henry cast, whipping out his wand.

Snape stepped to the side, almost lazily. He closed the distance between himself and Henry in the time it takes to blink. He swatted Henry's wand aside and picked the conductor up by his throat. He reached down to his belt and grabbed a small potion. He raised it to Henry's mouth and dribbled a few drops in. Henry didn't have the strength to protest. Snape dropped Henry to the floor.

"Where is the last place you saw Harry Potter?" Snape asked silkily.

"The Library of Ecnegilletni in Munich." Henry groaned out. The voice he used was not his own.

"Thank you!" Snape said, turning away from the man. Henry brightened for a moment thinking his life had been spared. Snape stepped off the bus and pointed his wand at it. The bus exploded, and incinerated itself and everything inside it. Severus apparated away and he was still laughing when he reached Munich.

MEANWHILE

Harry awoke with a tremendous headache. His throat was parched and dry. He sat up with a groan and looked about the room. It was blurry without his glasses… and he needed the bathroom bad.

"Morning Harry." a familiar voice said. He couldn't quite place it.

"Are you looking for these?" another familiar voice asked, handing him his glasses.

He nodded and slid them on. Before him were the smiling faces of Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom.

"Water." he croaked out.

"Sure." Luna said, scampering off. She returned with a large glass, which Harry chugged.

"Thanks." Harry said, wishing he didn't feel so awful. "Need a shower." he muttered, getting to his feet.

Luna tossed him a towel. "Call if you need anything."

"Thanks." he said again, vanishing into the bathroom.

"What's with him?" Neville asked.

"I dunno, but he's been out for three weeks." Luna replied.

"Oh."

"I do know one thing though." Luna said, grinning.

"What's that?"

"We're alone for awhile."

"So we are." Neville couldn't suppress a grin as the love of his life climbed into his lap and kissed him deeply. He returned the kiss and his mind melted away into mush.

Elsewhere in Munich

"So Albus is gone…" Amanda said, breaking a long, awkward silence. She took a sip of her coffee. That was about all this diner had that was drinkable. But it was crowded. Nobody would notice a suspicious conversation going on.

"And Voldemort is back." Remus replied.

Amanda didn't flinch at the name. "I'm not surprised. We all knew it would happen sooner or later. But why are you tracking Harry? You already know what he's doing, why he's doing it and that you can't stop him. Why bother?"

"To protect him." Remus answered.

"Under who's orders?" She demanded.

Remus looked hurt. "My own."

"Bullshit. I saw another of the Order's lapdogs snooping about the Library earlier today."

"Another?" Remus was shocked. "Who?"

"Greasy git. Can't remember the name. Black hair, big nose and lots of acne."

Remus's eyes bugged. "SHIT! He's the traitor who killed Dumbledore!"

"You're kidding!" She saw from his eyes that he wasn't.

"Keep him safe." Remus said. He dropped a few Euros on the table and bolted out of the Diner.

He had to get out. Now.