I like the actiony-romancy-humorous stories. If you know any that are either being frequently updated or that are finished, i'll read them! I can't find any on my own! I don't own Harry Potter!
Chapter Twelve – Coming Without Invitations
Harry was tearing through trees, following the footsteps and muffled whines coming from Ginny, Pansy close behind. He only slowed down when he heard the footsteps stop. He stepped into a clearing and saw Ginny, leaned up against a tree and Hans beside her. He threw an acorn at Harry, who caught it, and felt the familiar jerk around his navel. It was a Portkey.
Meanwhile, Hermione, Ron and Malfoy were hiking through the forest.
"Hey! Look! It's Ginny!" Ron almost yelled, seeing Ginny, still against the tree in the same clearing. "Harry?"
"Ron! Stop that! We're not the only ones in this forest! He didn't just forget her, something's up!" Hermione hissed.
"Fine. I'll go first and you come when I show you nothing's wrong!" Ron snarled, heading toward Ginny, "See?"
"Alright, then... Are you going first Malfoy?" Hermione asked – Malfoy was second in line.
"Ladies first," he replied, pushing back a low branch.
Hermione came into the clearing, "Ginny, what happened?" she leaned over and tried to return the poor girl's speech to her. The bond wouldn't budge.
"Here, let me do it! Diffin-" started to cast Ron.
Hermione deflected it, "You can't just point a cutting spell right at her face!" she scolded. Then she fell backwards, having just been stunned. Ron twirled around, "Protego," he whispered.
Another jet of red light came toward Ron, but his shield charm sent it flying into the air.
"Who's there? Show yourself!" Ron demanded. Then there was laughter, evil, mirthless and cold. It was coming from all sides. Slowly, over a dozen Death Eaters swarmed out of the trees, Hans among them. Ron gasped.
"You!" Ron pointed threateningly at Hans, the color drained from his face.
"Me," Hans said calmly, "you can't have expected me to want her that bad!"
"Where's... Pansy an-and Harry? And Malfoy? Where's he?" Ron stuttered
"I'm right here Weasel Bee, I'm touched that you're worried about little old me!" Malfoy said, emerging from the trees with Pansy.
"What... how... um... What's going on here?" Ron finally spat out.
"You're slower than I thought!" Pansy cackled.
"We don't have time for this!" the drawling voice of Lucius Malfoy made everyone jump. "All in due time, my little friend, all in due time. Get him!" he added.
Ron was frightened now. All of the Death Eaters' wands were pointing at him. "STUPEFY!" came all the voices. Ron ducked down, lying on the ground, to avoid the red lights. Every Death Eater who hadn't ducked was on the ground. More than half was stunned.
Ron got up and ran through a newly formed gap of three stunned Death Eaters and made his way up to the castle. He suddenly collided with something hard. Harry had been teleported mid-way between the clearing and the castle.
"Harry!" Ron whispered, in case he was being followed.
"Ron? What are you doing here? Where's Hermione? Did you find Ginny?" interrogated Harry.
"I followed your tie and just escaped from Death Eaters, Hermione's with them, stunned, and yes we did but we couldn't get her." He said in one breath to answer all of Harry's questions.
"Come on then, we have to go after them! They can't apparate or anything!" Harry ordered, angry with himself for letting this happen.
"Harry, mate, there are over a dozen! We can't take them all on!" Ron reasoned.
But Harry was already sprinting toward the clearing. Ron rolled his eyes – he was still hungry and he thought it best to go get help from a teacher.
There was only a note and an apple on the clearing floor when they got there.
