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A/N: Here's a chapter for you. It's long to make up for the last two. Keep reviewing. Hope you enjoy this one. (I think its my favorite)

Chapter 11: The Unplanned Show

"This stuff is so good!" Ron said as he took another mouthful of cotton candy. "This stuff is really good!"

"I wonder how they make it," Fred said. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Charlie and Alexia walked and talked, a few feet behind the twins, Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione.

"It's actually rather simple," Hermione said. "It's air. Well there are other ingredients but the air is what makes it. It spins re—"

"Hermione, is there anything you don't know?" Fred asked her.

"Yes. I don't know why you are such a git sometimes." Ron snickered loudly as they walked on.

"It's smart," Alexia started, "to have friends who are smart. And Hermione, you certainly seem smart, an excellent student I suppose. But it is smarter that you are careful with what you know and how smart you are in using it. If not, then being smart could be a bad thing."

"What's that mean?" Ron whispered to Harry.

"It means, that even people who are really intelligent can be pretty daft and fall for really stupid things and make stupid mistakes. You need to be careful with the information that you know and use it in the best possible way…" Alexia answered for Harry. Ron said a silent 'oh' as they all sat down in the outdoor theatre playhouse.

The theatre lights came on just as the group got settled in. This was the closing event, a play called MacBeth: As a Comedy. The actors took the stage as the play started. Within just a few seconds, a lot of the audience was looking back at Fred and George, who laughed hysterically at every line.

Harry looked up. The lights that surrounded the outside of the theatre had just gone off. The moon that rested above their heads was now covered with a dark fog. Harry saw something move out of the corner of his eye but by the time he looked it was gone. Harry looked back at the stage but his attention was stolen again by the loud colors that lit up the sky.

Why are there fireworks right now? Harry thought. His eyes were still in the air, when his scar began to throb. He grabbed his head. "Harry are you alright mate?" Ron, Hermione and Ginny looked at him. The throbbing pain that pierced through his head stopped as suddenly as it had started.

There was a blood-curdling scream from the front of the playhouse. Everyone looked to the stage and saw two Death Eaters. One of them pointed his wand to the sky and the Dark Mark appeared. Alexia and Harry stood up in their seat. The Death Eaters were tossing spells out into the Muggle crowd, who were all flowing toward the exits as if they had opened the floodgates.

"Molly, Arthur! Get to the house. Go! All of you!" Alexia commanded. Charlie walked beside her and they raced to the top of the playhouse, wands drawn. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley searched through the crowd but couldn't find Ginny, Ron, Hermione or Harry.

"Mum, just go! We'll find them and bring them back! Go there in case they arrive!" Charlie yelled up to them. It took Arthur a bit of convincing to get Molly to leave but when Charlie looked back they were gone. "You two go too." He told Fred and George as he dodged the green flash that was aimed for him.

"We're staying. Besides, you'll need our help." George pointed to the fourth Death Eater that has joined the group. Alexia was throwing spells left and right.

Harry saw the fight that was beginning from the top of the hill. Hermione, Ron and Ginny looked around at the faces of the Muggles. "I've got to go help them."

"No, you can't Harry!" Hermione yelled over the mass hysteria that was surrounding them.

"But I have to. They need my help."

"Harry no! Alexia it the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, right? I think she knows how to handle herself! Besides that, she's here to protect you, not the other way around!"

"Yeah, but they—"

"Hey guys, not meaning to interrupt but have either of you seen what happened to Ginny?" Ron asked. He was only two feet away from Harry but his scared face looked like it was two inches away. They looked at each other before the three turned and began to yell for Ginny. Their yells however, were not heard among the rest of the yells of the Muggles, who were looking for the lost as well.

The black cat was standing in the shadows of the playhouse. "Charlie behind you!" Fred yelled to his brother. Charlie shot a spell at the Death Eater. Alexia was engulfed in her own battle, which she appeared to be winning. George, however, was cornered by a Death Eater and disarmed. The Death Eater had his wand pointed at George when suddenly a semblance of silky darkness leapt from the shadows onto the back of the Death Eater.

The ferocious black cat dug it's claws into the Death Eater, who squirmed and cursed. The cat did not release its grip until George was re-armed. It jumped back ion to the shadows as the battle continued. Fred, George and Charlie were ducking to avoid the spells that were coming from every direction. Alexia was nowhere to be seen.

The cat rejoined the shadow of the seats. It would jump into the mix whenever it seemed needed…like it knew what it was doing. A jet of green light came across the playhouse.

"Muffliato!" Alexia yelled. The Death Eaters put their hands over their ears and danced in pain. "You three go. Get Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny. They are up there, and take them to the safe house. Go now!" The three did not argue.

"She can't have just disappeared. This makes no bloody sense at all," Ron fumed.

"We'll find her. She has to be here somewhere," Hermione suggested. Harry wasn't listening. He was watching. Charlie and the twins just Disapparated; he knew they were coming to the top of the hill. Harry turned to face them when he saw it. The ball of black was sitting on the top of the stage. It looked up at him before it ran off the stage and out of his sight. Why was it here now?

The four Death Eaters were still holding their ears, and were now all suddenly unable to move or talk. Alexia pointed her wand to one of the Death Eaters and performed a langlock, leaving him unable to talk. "Aquamenti!" She shouted and a stream of water flew at the Death Eater. The Death Eater, who was drowning as he stood there, interrupted the silence that now surrounded them on the streets, with muttered shouts that were unheard.

Alexia raised her wand again and it was happening before she could stop it. A comet of black fur landed on her, hissing and clawing angrily. The Death Eaters stopped holding their ears and Disapparated. Alexia tossed the cat to the ground. They sat there looking at each other, as if the cat were laughing at the defeat.

"Alexia? Are you ok?" Ginny asked as she turned the corner. Alexia looked suddenly at her.

"Why are you still here? Charlie was supposed to take you all."

"I got separated. It was crazy up there," Ginny said carefully. "Are you sure you're ok?" Alexia's wand was still pointing at the empty spot where the cat did lay.

"Bloody hell. Did you see where that cat went?" Ginny shook her head no. "Ok. Let's go." Alexia said, finally putting her wand away.

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"There you are. Thank goodness. I was so worried!" Mrs. Weasley cried. "What happened to you?"

"I was helping a Muggle find her daughter and then I couldn't get back to them. I've never seen so many people looking for another person." Mr. and Mrs. Weasley went back to work, helping to heal the injuries from tonight's fight.

"Did you see that cat? It jumped from nowhere onto that Death Eater…saves my life I'd bet!" George smiled to the others.

"A black cat?" Harry and Alexia asked together.

"Yeah. Pure black." Harry's face went white as Alexia looked at him. Both more confused than ever.

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"Harry. Ron. Wake up," Fred and George shook them.

"What?" Ron whined. "I'm tired."

"Sleep later. Something's wrong," Fred said.

"What is it?" Harry asked, putting on his glasses.

"Dumbledore's here," George stated. Ron and Harry looked at each other and jumps out of the bed.

A/N: A cliffy…anyway, let me know what's going on in your head. If anyone thinks they know what's going on with the cat and who it is, what Dumbledore is doing there or where they might go next, tell me. I'll give you a cookie or something…lol. We'll see. Thanks for reading.