Chapter Sixteen

Hogsmeade Attack Part Two

Previously:

There were pops, and Aurors came out of no where. Sirius leading them.

"Hello Voldemort…" Sirius didn't seem to notice Harry.

"Hello Black." Voldemort smiled.

"Surrender Voldemort, you're clearly out numbered…" It was then, that Voldemort dragged Harry and put him in front of him, and put his wand to his throat.

"I'd like to think not."

Sirius's eyes widened. Voldemort had one arm holding Harry, and the other had his wand which was pointed at Harry's throat.

Sirius steeped forward. Voldemort jabbed his wand harder into Harry's neck. When Harry moaned, Sirius stepped back.

Harry's scar was throbbing.

"Let him go, Voldemort." Said Sirius. His eyes were full of fear.

"No. I don't think so."

Sirius looked like he was about to say something, but stopped when Voldemort jabbed his wand into Harry's throat again.

"Move out of the way or your precious Godson pays the price." Sirius moved aside, Voldemort was about to pass, when more pops could be heard. Over fifty Aurors appeared. Voldemort frowned.

"Change of plan…" Voldemort threw Harry at Sirius. Sirius caught him, but fell over. When Sirius looked up again, Voldemort and his death eaters were gone. Ginny, Hermione, Ron were sitting on the ground, all of them looked dazed.

Sirius turned his attention back to Harry. He had a burn around his throat, his left arm was bleeding, and his ankle went at an odd angel.

"Harry?" Called Sirius. Harry looked into his eyes. Harry then wrapped his arms around Sirius's neck.

"Don't leave me…"

"I won't Harry… I won't…" Sirius picked Harry up, his arms still around his neck. He carried Harry towards Hogwarts. Harry's eyes rolled in his head. He shut his eyes, he fainted.

Harry opened his eyes. He couldn't see anything. He reached out and found his glasses. He slipped them on. He was in the Hogwarts hospital. Sirius had his head on Harry's bed. Harry tapped him. Sirius gave a yelp and fell backwards. He looked around in shock, and saw Harry sniggering on the bed.

Harry then noticed, his arm was in a sling. He looked down at it, and looked pointing at Sirius.

"Oh, Voldemorts fingers pierced your bone. You might not be able to use it anymore." Harry's eyes widened. He shut his eyes, and lay back on his pillows. It was going to be a long week…

(A/N) I know… SHORT. Sorry, but hope you enjoyed it all the same.