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AN: I know... It's extremely short... But the next one will be pretty long, so yeah... This is just a filler chapter, sorry guys.
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Harry quickly fastened his cloak and stood by the window, waiting for Ron to find his.
"Oh, found it!" Ron tugged his patched cloak out from the bottom of a pile of other clothes.
Harry opened the window and stepped quietly out onto the roof, mindful that he was standing right over Ginny's room and didn't want her to hear them.
Ron also exited the room and closed the window, taking care to leave it about an inch open so that they could get back in. He handed Harry the Firebolt and mounted his own new Comet.
"Ready?" he asked Harry, who briefly nodded.
"We're off."
Shaylee opened her bedroom door to find Severus in front of the fireplace. Right as she entered, he pulled his head out of the fire and the flames returned to their original color.
"What was that about?"
"Nothing important."
"Oh, that..." Shaylee nodded. "Everything set?"
"Of course. Are you ready?"
"In a second." Shaylee grabbed her sock cap and gloves and put them on. She picked up her black cloak from her bed, slipped it on and smiled at Severus. "Ready!"
"Got your wand?" Severus asked.
Shaylee narrowed her eyes at him. "I'm a Defense teacher, Sev."
Severus nodded and left the room. Shaylee followed him, snatching up her wand from her dresser on the way out.
"Where are you guys going?" Sissy looked up from her book as they passed her.
"Out," Severus answered briefly.
Sissy grinned, resisting the urge to go, "awww..." Instead, she nodded with a smile and said, "Have fun."
"We'll be out pretty late, so don't wait up for us."
Sissy smiled. "I'm your sister, Severus, not your mother."
"You could have fooled me," Severus joked, kissing Sissy on the cheek.
"See you in the morning, Sissy," he said as Shaylee waved and they left the house.
"Hermione?"
Hermione looked up and smiled nervously at her boyfriend.
She stood up. "Are you ready to go?"
Draco nodded, took her hand and squeezed it as they walked downstairs and out the door.
They were barely a hundred yards from the front door when a man in black apparated right in front of them, grabbed Hermione, and disappeared.
Draco sighed and turned around to walk back into the house. "Here we go," he muttered as he opened the door.
