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Chapter 15: Signs of War
He didn't know if he was just really tired and hallucinating, or if what he saw was real. He would've asked for a second opinion for it, only there was no one around.
He became more aware that he was right as the object drew nearer to him. He pulled out his wand and aimed it towards the oncoming object. As the vague black cloud drew nearer and nearer, he realized he had been right all along.
"What is a dementor doing here?" he asked himself, as the ghostly figure gathered speed as it hurtled towards him. He wand hand was surprisingly steady. He would've thought his hand would be shaking with nervousness, but he was as steady as a mountain.
The dementor was within one hundred feet of himself. "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" he yelled with courageous ferocity. The silver stag came erupting with speed, but yet it was graceful. It hurtled towards the dementor with amazing speed. It ran through the dememtor and seemed to be stuck halfway in it and pulled it away. The dementor seemed to vaporize with the Patronus. They were both gone within a matter of seconds.
He stood there wondering what had just happened. He had never seen a dementor vanish like that. He had seen them run away from the Patronus, but never just disintegrate like that.
He realized how soaked his clothes actually were and they felt icily cold. The rain was still pouring, but his skin felt so numb. Itdidn't even feellike it wasn't raining.
His glasses had partially fogged up and the rain was making them even foggier.
His arm was still raised, it felt tense (from what he could feel of his arm), as if it thought something else was going to charge at him, but there was really nothing more to worry about. His arm started shaking and he pulled his arm down to his side.
The wand fell out of his hand and dropped onto the ground. His hand had started tingling painfully. It felt as if a thousand needles were pricking his hand at the same time. His knees started to give out, so he fell back to the ground. He managed to pick up his wand and put it back into his inside jacket pocket, but it hurt when he touched it.
The pain in his hand started to spread up his arm. He looked down at his hand; it didn't look any different than his other hand, but there was something wrong.
He thought he heard someone calling him, but it was hard to tell. The wind was blowing through the trees making odd whistling noises.
He realized that he had forgotten about the umbrella and turned around on the ground to look for it. It was only about 20 feet behind him. He tried to stand up to go get it, but his strength seemed to have left him.
The pain suddenly surged up his arm and throbbed. It felt almost as bad as when his scar felt throbbed. He decided to sit back down until he thought he could get up. "I need to get back though...they'll be looking for me soon if I don't come back..." he said to himself.
Harry glanced down atwhere his wand wasand then at the umbrella, "Of course!" he laughed at himself.
He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the umbrella, "Accio umbrella!" he called. As soon as the umbrella came to him, his hand felt like it was on fire.
"OW!" he yelled in frustration as he dropped his wand like it was a hot coal.
His wand fell to the ground again. "What's happening?" he thought desperately and a bit angry.
"Hey Hermione, have you seen Harry around lately?" Ron asked a bit worried as he came down the stairs into the kitchen. "Oh Ginny!" he said surprised to see her standing by the sink instead of Hermione.
"What did you want?" she asked a little uninterested.
"I was looking for Harry, I was gonna ask Hermione if she had seen him..." he said scratching the back of his head.
"Why can't you ask me?" she asked whipping around suddenly. Ron was a bit taken aback by his sister's sudden mood swing.
"I was just..." his sister's glare made him a bit scared to tell her anything. "Sorry... ok then, have you seen Harry lately?" he asked her.
"No." she said simply and turned back around.
"Well...if you knew you hadn't seen him...why did you want me to ask you?" he asked a little confused.
She turned around looking outraged and opened her mouth as if to yell at him, but then she shut it and stormed off upstairs. Ron stepped quickly out of her way as she charged by him.
Hermione came down as Ginny was coming up and was shoved to the side of the steps as Ginny came by her. "'Scuse me!" Hermione said almost accusingly. She came down the rest of the way and saw a bewildered Ron looking up the stairs after Ginny.
"What happened?" she asked getting a biscuit off of the table.
"I...I just came down to ask you if you had seen Harry lately...and...she was down here instead of you...and...I said I was gonna ask you if you had seen him lately and then she was all like, "Why can't you ask me?" so I asked her and she said no and then I asked her why she would want me to ask her if she knew she hadn't seen him and then she was about to yell at me when she just shut her mouth and went up the stairs!" he finished as he took in a breath.
"That's not like her...but then again I might have done something along those lines." She laughed.
"What do you mean?" he asked stupidly.
"Well...you should have just asked her in the first place, she probably thought you were ignoring her or something." Hermione added sitting down at the table.
"Well, I wasn't! I just didn't think to ask her right off the bat!" he said fuming.
"Calm down Ron! If it will make you feel better I'll go try to talk to her later!" Hermione slightly giggled.
Ron eventually cooled off and sat down on the other side of the table from Hermione, so that he was now facing the door.
They were talking about a book she had read previously, when he noticed one of the umbrellas was missing.
"Ron? Did you hear me? Ron!" she smacked her fist down on the table.
"What?" he jumped in his chair.
"Did you just hear a word I just said?" she asked outraged.
"No." he said by accident. "I noticed one of the umbrellas was missing! Sorry!" he asked giving her a reasonable explanation, or so he thought.
"You notice an umbrella is gone and you can't even listen to me talking! No wonder you and Harry are doing like you are in class!" she said looking over at the umbrellas too.
"Hey!" he said taking offense, "We just-" "No one has left since I got here..." she said stopping him.
They gave each other a worried look and ran off around the house looking for Harry.
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