Harry walked up and down as he waited for Shayne to wake. Eventually his eyes opened and he stuttered a groan.

" Shayne?"

" Harry... I can explain... I ... my Father and my Mother... Hermione she..."

" No need " said Harry. " I've already heard."

Shayne groaned as he sat up but he fell down. " Ahh " he cried wincing in pain.

" You're really injured aren't you... what happened?"

" I ran " answered Shayne.

The door opened and Mr and Mrs Weasley came in.

" Good heavens " cried Mrs Weasley. " You should have called me at once. Oh you poor boy... lie down now... thats it... easy does it... we dont want to inflict anymore pressure on those cuts. There are enough already."

Shayne nodded and groaned again. He vomitted just as Mrs Weasley stepped closer. She jumped back quickly.

" Oh my... you are ill. Okay Harry go downstairs and get me my red book. It's on the table dear... go hurry."

Harry nodded and ran downstairs returning with the book.

" Er... Mrs Weasley... would it not be better to call a healer."

" We cant Harry. I've no doubt that this boy's name and picture has been put out all over the wizarding world."

She opened the book and flicked through the pages. " Ah ha " she finally said. " I thought so... my dear " she said to Shayne. " What spells did you get hit with? Can you remember?"

" I dont remember " he said weakily. " I just remember a yellow flash and a searing pain in my knees."

" Of course " said Mr Wealey. " Disarming spell... they were trying to check did he have wands or weapons on him... this is a grade up from the Expelliarmus spell where you only lose your wand... in this spell it burns you like fire. It's supposed to be quite painfull actually... I remember an uncle of mine..."

" ARTHUR " snapped Mrs Weasley. " This is no time for pleasant memories... we have a..."

" Oh right sorry dear " said Mr Weasley.

" Well I have the treatment... but it's going to take a while and it will be painfull."

Shayne lurched forward and threw up again. Mrs Weasley sighed as she looked at her carpet.

" Well the good news is you'll recover dear...as for my carpet... well I dont hold out much hope."

" Shayne in order to find out the truth and provide a good case. You need to tell me everything. First of all ... why are you running... and why do you have these injuries? asked Mr Weasley.

Shayne nodded. " I saw the Aurors leaving the ministry during the night just as my uncle was closing up. It was awful..."

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Escape from the Aurors.( Shaynes Memory)

" Shayne close up the store tonight will you. I really tired. I think a good nights sleep is in order dont you?"

" Yes Uncle. You go ahead. I'll be up later."

" Is anything the matter lad... you look tense?"

" No Sir...I'm fine."

" Dont be worrying about the past lad... the ministry agreed not to tell the Aurors. As long they keep quiet..."

" It's Lestrange I'm worried about."

His Uncle laughed. " She's a convicted murderer Shayne. They wont take any heed."

" She has the memory Uncle... it's all she needs."

A flicker of fear came across his uncles face but disappeared just as quickly. " Dont worry Shayne... she wouldn't... it's over."

" Goodnight Uncle."

" Goodnight Shayne."

Shayne watched as his uncle walked up the stairs and disappeared around the corner. He sighed and proceeded to lock the door. He heard a series of bangs and shouts. He slammed the door shut... his heart belting.

There were loud voices approaching and suddenly someone was banging loudly on the door.

" SHAYNE QUINN COME OUT. THIS IS THE AURORS HERE TO ASSIT YOUR IMMEDIATE ARREST FOR THE MURDER OF BRIAN QUINN."

Shayne panicked and backed away. His heart began race and all his strength he thought he had melted away and he felt powerless.

" I REPEAT COME OUT NOW OR WE WILL USE FORCE."

He cried and ran up the stairs. His uncle came down.

" Shayne whats going on?" He moved towards the door.

" UNCLE NO " screamed Shayne.

" Dont be silly boy." and he opened the door. The Aurors rushed in knocking his uncle to the ground. Shayne cursed and ran up the stairs.

" Come back " yelled an Auror. " Come down unarmed Mr Quinn. We have the place surrounded."

Shayne whimpered and picked up his wand. He walked down the stairs and nodded to the one Auror that remained behind.

" I'm coming " he said softly. " Please let me at least walk by myself."

The Auror nodded and walked infront of him.

" Please forgive me Uncle " sighed Shayne and he caught hold of the Auror and flung him into the wall. Shayne raced out the door and kept running. Three Aurors spotted him and chased after him. " Asellio " screamed an Auror and a flash of yellow light slit through the air.

" Ahh " cried Shayne as he felt it slash his side and could smell his skin burning like rubber. He winced. The Aurors through spells at him , some which hit him and some which didn't. His legs were aching and his face was dripping sweat and blood.

" Come on lads " he called. " You can do better than that. We worked together as a team remember I know these spells. Im an Auror myself for gods sake."

He disappeared behind a building until the Aurors wandered off defeated. Shayne gasped and sighed. His eyes were down trodden and heavy. " What will I do " cried Shayne as he looked around only seeing pure darkness and no hope.

" I dont want to leave you Shayne." A pretty girls voice echoed in his mind.

" Hermione " he cried. " She'll help me."

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" And that's it " said Shayne. " I then made my way here in search of her."