Chapter Five: Shot in the Dark

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. The underlined portions are taken directly from the novel; I do not own those parts. They belong to J.K. Rowling.

Author's Note: This fanfiction is going to be different from my other stories. This picks up where "The Heart of Everything" and "The Heart of Everything: Shallow Bay" left off. The time in the books also changes. So, pay attention the time, so you don't get confused. Some of the chapters are other Marcus Flint/Katie Bell stories, just with more changes and deleted scenes added.

Time: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Genre: Romance, Drama, and Friendship

Rating: PG-13

A rope landed on the highest tower at Hogwarts School. Below someone tugged on it. Next to the rope, two more landed. The ropes were tugged on too. If someone was in the tower, all he or she would have to do is look below and they would see the owners.

"You ready for this?" one of the three figures below asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be," one replied.

They looked at the third. He shrugged. "Sure, why not?"

"Dude, you're actually the one who's in charge here."

The third looked at the other two. "Is that so?"

"You're the oldest and you've been in the Order the longest and you got us in here…" the first said.

"Actually that was Kingsley," the second one cut in.

"True," the first said. "But, they did put him in charge."

"Right."

The third began to climb his rope. He looked down at the other two. "Are you coming or not?"

"Right behind you."

"You could just go get the papers yourself and save us the trouble," the second one said.

The third continued climbing. "I don't think so."

"It would just had been as simple to get Dumbledore to get the papers," the first said.

The second began to climb. "No, that would have made things to simple."

Once inside the three men bolted down the dungeons. In the last dungeon there was a record room containing a list and background information on every student who ever attended Hogwarts. This was what they were after. It was only one student, but it was this student who held the key to it all. This student could save them or kill them.

The first figure walked over to one the many cabinets. He rummaged around for a moment and pulled out a fat folder. "Marcus, I found it."

Marcus strolled over to the first one. "Are you sure, George?"

"Yeah," the first said. "And I'm Fred by the way."

"Whatever." Marcus took the folder and stashed it in his robes.

The second, who was keeping watch, entered the room. "We're got company."

"Let's roll," Fred said.

Marcus nodded. "I'm in the mood for a good fight."

Fred and George exchanged looks. "Let's do this."

Marcus eyed the figures in front of him. He did not know if they were Death Eaters or not. He was hoping for the or not. He looked over at the twins. They were eyeing them too. He didn't know much about their fighting skills, but he hoped that they had some. Some was better than nothing. He hoped. They better not get him killed or he would come back just to haunt them.

They had their wands pulled out, so that was a good sign. At least their wands were pointed at the figures and not at him. Score two for the Weasley twins. Bad guys zip.

The twins exchanged looks. They knew that Marcus had his doubts and they knew that they had to prove something to him.

Marcus nodded and the threesome charged. As soon as they reached the figures, they disappeared.

"What the…" Marcus said confused.

"Dude, I don't know," Fred said equally mystified.

"You can't Apparate in Hogwarts," George said. "Or, at least, before you couldn't. Have things changed now?"

The other two shrugged.

"At least we have the papers," Marcus muttered.

Two weeks after the break in , Marcus stood across from Adrian Pucey. Both of them had their brooms gripped tightly in their hands.

"This is just like old times!" Adrian exclaimed.

While figuring his mobile, Marcus nodded. The Order was moving Harry Potter tonight and he hadn't heard anything from any of them. This was very surprising since Tonks and his dad were pretty glued to their mobiles. It was making him rather nervous.

Adrian frowned and looked over at Marcus. "Hey, are you okay?"

Marcus really hated his long time friendship with Adrian right now. They always knew when something was wrong with the other. "Yeah, I didn't sleep very good last night."

Adrian nodded slowly. "I see."

Draco Malfoy came over and joined them. "I'm supposed to be with you," he said to Marcus. "Rather, Mum told me to stay with you."

Marcus nodded. The Malfoys seemed to think that since Marcus was the son of Aurors that he was better at defensive spells and dodging hexes. If only they knew the truth. Marcus was decent at those things, but he wasn't above the average person. He was better at healing.

Adrian just snorted, but didn't say anything.

"They're ready," Draco said.

"Let's go them," Marcus said.

The three of them mounted their brooms and kicked off. As they rose higher, the other Death Eaters joined them.

The night was cool and dark; the moon only offered just a little light. Marcus was rather happy about tonight's conditions. The Muggles below would not see what was happening above them and the Death Eaters wouldn't see the Order members right away. However, the Order members wouldn't see the Death Eaters either. The Order knew the Death Eaters were coming; they just didn't know where they would be.

Marcus, Draco, and Adrian hovered over a section of highway. Marcus wasn't really sure where they were and that bothered him. Snape stopped beside them.

Snape gave Marcus a look. Marcus wasn't sure if Snape knew about him. Only a few members of the Order knew.

Marcus held Snape's glare. "Can I help you?" He would have never dared talked to Snape like that when he was at Hogwarts, but, since Snape had killed Dumbledore, the loss of respect and possibly a little of the fear was gone.

"They're coming this way," Snape stated. "Don't let them get past you! Keep south if all else fails!" He flew away.

Marcus nodded. "Whatever you say," he muttered as he took his wand out.

Draco and Adrian already had theirs out.

Marcus started into the dark night. He really hoped that no one came this way. He would be perfectly happy to sit here and hover. Yet, he knew that he needed this battle in order to completely gain the Death Eaters' trust. They still had their doubts about Marcus because of who his family was.

"THERE!" Adrian yelled pointing to their right.

So much for going unnoticed. Marcus cursed under his breath and turned to see where Adrian was pointing. Sure, enough two figures on broomstick were quickly approaching the three young wizards.

Adrian and Draco flew forward. Marcus cursed again. He had no choice, but to follow them.

Marcus stared hard ahead. He could not make out who it was and wondered why there was just two people moving Potter. He had thought that Potter would have the best protection the Order had to offer. A broomstick was usually safe, but not so much for moving someone to a safe house. Muggle transportation would have probably been the best choice for that one.

"Get ready," Marcus said to Adrian.

Adrian nodded. "Just think what it would be like for us if we were the ones to bring Harry Potter to the Dark Lord."

Marcus preferred not to think about that one.

Draco shot Adrian a look. "Just make sure he's alive or we will all pay."
Marcus wanted to say something back, but was cut off by a red jinx that flew in front of his face. He raised his wand and pointed it at the broomsticks. "Stupefy!"

The spell went behind the broomsticks. At least, the broomstick riders were close enough to be indentified now. Marcus could see that it was Tonks and Potter. That didn't make sense. Why would the Order send Potter with Tonks?
Tonks raised her wand. "Expelliarmus!"

Adrian managed to duck at the last second and the spell went harmlessly over his head. "REDUCTO!"

The spell only missed Potter by a few centimetres. Potter pointed his wand at the three Death Eaters and sent a wave of fire toward them.

Marcus flew higher and sent water down on the fire.

Tonks and Marcus were now circling each other. Neither one of them was sending any spells toward the other. They were just taunting each other as well as seeing who was going to make the next move. Marcus was rather nervous about duelling Tonks; he was pretty sure that she could hex him into his grave.

Marcus knew that he had to make her attack first. "Why did they pick you out of the al the others?" he taunted. "You have got to be the worse idea of protection ever invented."

Tonks gave him a look and sent a beam of lightening toward him.

Marcus dove down, but he was not quick enough. A few of the sparks landed on his arm, burning the skin beneath his robe. He cursed and sent a nasty hex toward Tonks.

Draco and Adrian were shooting a variety of curses and hexes toward Potter. Marcus watched as several of them got very close to Potter, but none of them managed to actually hit him.

Tonks was back to firing jinxes at Marcus.

Marcus raised his wand and sent a disarming toward her. He knew that she couldn't go easy on him, but still. She was just being completely evil.

Tonks and Potter dived toward the ground. Marcus, Draco, and Adrian followed them. Marcus had no idea what they were doing.

Wet clouds met them and soaked everyone to the skin. The mist made it very difficult to see. Marcus took his hand off his broomstick to wipe the water out of his eyes. Why did water have to be so wet?

When the three Death Eater came out of the clouds, they looked around, but saw nothing but darkness.

"Where did they go?" Draco asked as he looked around.

"I don't know," Adrian snapped as he looked around. "They couldn't have just disappeared."

"There's a thing called magic and, yes, it is possible for people to just disappear," Marcus pointed out.

The other two just gave him a look.

Marcus looked out as far as he could see. He was kind of relieved that they got away, but, at the same time, he kind of was concerned. The Order had kind of left him in the dark with this move thing and everything he did was really a shot in the dark.

"Now what?" Draco asked, turning to Marcus.

Marcus took his eyes off the horizon. "We keep looking."

Adrian nodded. "But where?"

Marcus flew forward. "We backtrack. They could have doubled back." He really doubted that Tonks and Potter did, but it was worth the effort. Plus, he really didn't want to go through anymore clouds to tonight.

The all turned their brooms and headed back the way they just came from. None of them said a word as they looked around them. Marcus knew that if they were going to find Tonks and Potter that it would not be an easy task. He really believed that the two of them were long gone.

Draco, Marcus, and Adrian rose higher into the July night. The higher they went the more of the Muggle world they saw. Below them, innocent Muggles were on their way home after a long day's work. They had no idea what was happening above them. Marcus wished he could gone them, but those days of innocence were long gone.

Marcus stared hard into the darkness. There was nothing. There was neither Order member or Death Eater in sight.

Maybe the Order was truly gone.

Maybe they were truly alone.

Marcus sighed. "It's no use. They're gone."
"Now what?" Adrian asked.

"We go south, like we were told, and see what's there," Marcus said.

Marcus flew in the centre of Draco and Adrian. They went south for about ten kilometres in silence. There was nothing to see and there probably would not be anything to see.

"Now what?" Draco asked as they landed beside a small pond.

"Are we supposed to go back to your place?" Adrian asked Draco.

"Nobody really said anything."

Marcus threw his broom over his shoulder. "We probably should."

Lots of things happen in this chapter. I have a lot to cover in this third part and I want to keep it between forty-five to fifty chapters. The break in was rather unplanned, but it will be important in later chapters. Thanks for reading!