8/21/19- 8/22/19
Harry and Tracey were in the kitchen looking at the Daily Prophet to see if anything had been spotted about Voldemort.
Like second year Harry showed Dumbledore the memories and Dumbledore did the same thing with the ministry. They were all scared now, scared this war was going to be worse. Harry, Tracey and Ron could already tell it was going to be worse because they were there during the first war. They had been telling Hermione about it so she could get ready.
It was Saturday and the day before the full moon so Harry didn't have any training to do this week.
"Seeing anything?" Harry asked.
"No, you?" Tracey asked.
"Nope." he said.
"What are you two doing?" Lily asked.
"Looking in the paper for any accidents happening." Tracey said.
"Why don't you two get some air? We have a meeting at Sirius' later."
"OK mum." they said together.
"Be careful, don't forget your wand and cloak!" she said while they left.
"Don't worry mum, we have them in our pocket." Harry said.
'Worry wart. We never forget our wand. Only the invisibility cloak sometimes.' Tracey said.
'She needs to relax. We're going into our fifth year which means we can take care of ourselves. Dumbledore's training me again so she should know that. With you good at transfiguration and me Defense Against the Dark Arts we can do it.' Harry said.
'Yeah, we work hard during school and you work hard in training and school. And will work harder the next three years because another war is going to start soon.' Tracey said.
'I hope it's shorter.' Harry said.
They took out their wands and invisibility cloak from their pocket and headed to the park. Lily smiled and nodded while they left.
"Be careful." she said when they were gone.
James stood next to her thinking the same thing.
They both knew Harry would be fine from being trained when he was young and all summer and school year when Voldemort was able to get a weak body. They also knew Harry would do anything to protect Tracey, his friends and his family but were still worried. He would protect Tracey the most.
Remus had said he was going to be a great alpha when it's time. Sirius, James and Lily agreed with him.
He also knew that when he takes it his pack will be bigger than before. Hermione and the Weasley's are going to be joining it. He was fine with them all joining it while he's the alpha right now.
Harry had been thinking about it when Voldemort was weak but back second year. He had asked him if they could join them now. He had said he was fine with it so Harry owled them yesterday.
They were waiting for an answer but had a feeling they would get an answer when they get to Grimauld Place.
When Harry and Tracey got to the park they were on the swings.
"I can't believe he's fully back already." Tracey said.
"I know, it's only been ten years since Halloween and two years since the Chamber incident." Harry said.
She nodded.
"Not to mention you have the 'furry little problem' now."
They sat there quietly.
Then she looked at him.
"I can here you screaming at night. About what happened last year."
"Sorry. I didn't know I was doing it." he said.
"You know you can always come to me, right?" she asked.
"I know. And you can always come to me." he said.
She smiled and nodded.
"I know. We're fifteen and are still inseparable. Like Fred and George. Maybe even more."
Harry opened his mouth when it started to get dark and colder. Something they were familiar with.
They looked at each other and stood up. Then looked around.
"You don't think it's a dementor do you?" Tracey asked.
"I don't know, we better get home quickly though." Harry said.
She nodded while Harry took out the invisibility cloak then felt rain so Harry put it back in his pocket and they started to run.
When they got to an alleyway they stopped and looked around again.
There was something in the alleyway apart from themselves, something that was drawing long, hoarse, rattling breaths. They felt a horrible jolt of dread as they stood trembling in the freezing air.
While they looked around Harry slipped on the wet ground.
"Ooff!" he said and his wand fell out of his hand.
"Oh shoot!"
While he was on the ground they felt a creeping chill behind them that could mean only one thing. There was more than one.
"Remember Trace, keep your mouth shut. I don't want you getting into any trouble so leave it to me."
She nodded, kept her mouth shut and looked around.
"Wand!" Harry muttered frantically, his hands flying over the ground like spiders.
"Where's - wand -come on -lumos!"
He said the spell automatically, desperate for light to help him in his search - and to his relief, light flared inches from his right hand - the wand tip had ignited.
Tracey looked at him in shock. 'Wandless magic? That's really powerful magic. Then again, Dumbledore has been training him again and on the end of seventh year.'
Harry snatched it up, scrambled to his feet and turned around. A towering, hooded figure was gliding smoothly towards them, hovering over the ground, no feet or face visible beneath its robes, sucking on the night as it came.
Stumbling backwards, Harry raised his wand.
"Expecto patronum!"
A silvery wisp of vapor shot from the tip of the wand and the Dementor slowed, but the spell hadn't worked properly; tripping over his own feet, Harry retreated further as the Dementor bore down upon him, panic fogging his brain -concentrate– A pair of grey, slimy, scabbed hands slid from inside the Dementor's robes, reaching for him.
"Come on Harry! You can make a strong patronus! A lot stronger than mine!" Tracey said.
Then she was on the ground with a dementor trying to get her. Like he said she kept her mouth shut.
"Expecto patronum!"
His voice sounded dim and distant. Another wisp of silver smoke, feebler than the last, drifted from the wand - he couldn't do it anymore, he couldn't work the spell.
There was laughter inside his own head, shrill, high-pitched laughter… he could smell the Dementors putrid, death-cold breath filling his own lungs, drowning him - think… something happy…
But there was no happiness in him… the Dementors icy fingers were closing on his throat – the high-pitched laughter was growing louder and louder, and a voice spoke inside his head:
"Bow to death, Harry… it might even be painless… I would not know… I have never died…"
He was never going to see Ron and Hermione again, Sirius, Remus, Tracey, his parents– And their faces burst clearly into his mind as he fought for breath.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!"
An enormous silver stag erupted from the tip of Harry's wand; its antlers caught the Dementor in the place where the heart should have been; it was thrown backwards, weightless as darkness, and as the stag charged, the Dementor swooped away, bat-like and defeated.
"THIS WAY!" Harry shouted at the stag.
Wheeling around, he sprinted down the alleyway, holding the lit wand aloft.
"TRACE? TRACEY!" he said.
He had run barely a dozen steps when he reached them: Tracey was trying to cover her face to give Harry more time.
A second Dementor was crouching low over her, gripping his wrists in its slimy hands, prizing them slowly almost lovingly apart, lowering its hooded head towards Tracey's face.
"GET IT!" Harry bellowed, and with a rushing, roaring sound, the silver stag he had conjured came galloping past him.
His eyes were turning gold from anger at the dementors trying to hurt her.
The Dementors eyeless face was barely an inch from Tracey's when the silver antlers caught it; the thing was thrown up into the air and, like its fellow, it soared away and was absorbed into the darkness; the stag cantered to the end of the alleyway and dissolved into silver mist.
Harry headed to over to her and bent down to see whether she was OK.
"You alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, you?" she asked while she sat up.
"Yeah. Where did they come from?" he asked.
"I don't know, but we better get home before mum and dad have a heart attack and have everybody look for us." she said.
Harry nodded and helped her up.
"You're gonna be a great alpha when we grow up you know that?" she said.
"Thanks, I've been watching uncle Moony and he's been telling me about what an alpha does." he said smiling.
Then they headed home. Harry had calmed down and his eyes were back to green.
