Friendship
The Trouble
Friendships are made at the strangest time and with the strangest people and things. Harry/Tonks. Harry finds out some things about himself, and Tonks learns more about Harry. Post OoTP
Tonks POV
The Order of Phoenix met with urgency, every day, in the second week of August. Harry had been announced missing for nearly two weeks now. The Order had been working overtime to find him. He left only one note before he left. Tonks knew what it said because she was given the note from Harry the day before he went missing. It stated how he would miss her and that he would be arriving at Number Twelve Grimmauld eight days from the date.
Dumbledore had requested many times to read the letter but Tonks turned it down, but he incessantly approached her to the point where she burned the letter out of frustration. Snape and Remus as well as the rest of the Order were continually on her case for destroying the letter. Mrs. Weasley was especially cold to Tonks now, to the point where the lady won't even look at her.
Tonks had known better than to infuriate them farther. So, she did what any smart person would do, she cowered. Only time anyone ever saw her was at the Order meetings. After which, she left immediately, which led suspicions of her knowing where Harry was and going to see him. Tonks had known of the suspicions and paid no more attention to them than needed. She had kept to herself, waiting for the day that Harry would return.
Now that that day was upon her and Tonks was overly excited about it, and showed it. As soon as she stepped into Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, she tripped over the rug. Although no one helped her up, Ginny Weasley threw her a sympathetic glance. She made it into the meeting room – also known as the kitchen – without anyone paying the slightest attention to her. They pretended she was not there and, for some reason, matched Harry's description of the Dursleys for this summer.
She did not care. Today was the day Harry was coming back and nothing was going to ruin it.
The meeting started. The usual things were reported and discussed. Whenever the mentioning of Harry would be brought up, many of the Order members would throw her glares. Finally, Dumbledore began his questioning for facts on Harry.
"How did the search today go?" Dumbledore asked whole-heartedly. Tonks perked up and squeaked, luckily, everyone else at the table sighed, drowning out her exclamation. Dumbledore seemed to age right before their eyes.
Who would have guessed that the hundred years old man was so wrinkly! Tonks thought sarcastically before letting out a snort. Sadly to say no one sighed this time to drown out the outburst. Snape was going to say something harsh when Mrs. Weasley cut him off.
"I didn't think that there was something funny about Harry's disappearance? If you have found something comical about it, please share!" The matron said turning red with anger. Her eyes dared Tonks to say something out of order so she could argue, Tonks accepted the dare.
"For your information Mrs. WEASLEY, anything I laugh about is none of your business." She said feeling her magic roaming her head, probably changing the color of it.
Dumbledore, sensing the argument coming on stepped in, but took Mrs. Weasley side whilst doing so. "Now now, Nymphadora," Tonks winced at the force he put in her name, "there is no need to get offensive, Molly was just asking a question. Everyone is tense these days." Tonks rolled her eyes and began staring at her hands. Remus, who was beyond mad at Tonks when he found out she was in commute with Harry and he was not, continued on with his report.
"Nothing out of the unusual." Came Remus' nonchalant response. His eyes still forming holes in Tonks head.
"What of Voldemort?" Dumbledore asked this time to Snape.
"Same as usual."
"Then Harry Potter has truly left the wizarding world." Dumbledore said rubbing his temples with his fingers.
"No." Tonks said now with everyone's eyes upon her. "He has not left Dumbledore. From his letter he should be returning to us by the end of the day." She said looking at the suddenly interesting table.
"Why did you not tell us this before?" Remus' mad reply came; she took no notice of his tone.
"Wait a moment," Snape suddenly said, "You and Potter are friends. I remember my shift being over and yours starting. You didn't mask yourself at all you just walked up to the house, knocked, and Potter came and let you in." Snape paused to look at Tonks. For the moment being, she remained emotionless. He knew something was up from the look in his eyes.
"Tonks is that true?" Dumbledore asked. Tonks gave a nod and went back to being emotionless. Dumbledore gave a sigh of relief.
"Then you knew what he was going to do and where he was going to go beforehand?" Dumbledore said with urgency in his voice. "And you can tell us where to find him?"
"No. I did not, nor do I now, know what he was doing until he gave me the note," Her voice unexpectantly turned to anger, "but we are friends, as Snape said, and he has filled me in on the whole story of what happened at the DoM and after." Dumbledore's face flashed with fear, scaring those in the room.
"H-he told you of what happened to Bellatrix Lestrage also." Dumbledore said a little shakily to the surprise of the Order. Tonks nodded.
"What happened?" Mrs. Weasley asked looking from Dumbledore to Tonks.
"It's confidential." Came Dumbledore's quick answer.
"That's what's wrong with you Dumbledore, you keep too many secrets." Tonks said with a steely tone.
"What happened?" Remus asked getting nervous.
"Harry went after Lestrange and when he found her he put her under the Crucio Curse." Tonks said sadly. Gasps went up in the room.
"H-how?" Was all Snape could say.
"It was his first try and he said it didn't work as he expected but it knocked that baby voice out of her." Snape snorted as Tonks finished.
"Does this mean Harry has gone dark?" McGonagall asked.
"Oh no. It just means Harry is changing. He is keeping very big secrets from you that I do not dare to speak in public. But he is not going dark, just secretive and more non-Harry like." Tonks said with her voice strong as it has ever been.
"Nymphadora," Dumbledore said adopting a strict tone now, "we need to know if something is wrong with Harry so that we-."
"Can control his life and force him to further himself farther from us, maybe to the point where he loses his trust in all of us like he has done you." Tonks finished for him with a voice that had everyone looking at her wide-eyed. Dumbledore looked grave once more, but he placed his head in his hands and spoke.
"Has it really gone that far."
"To the point where he was debating on moving to America and going to school there." Tonks said, there were sharp intakes of breath.
"He's thinking about not going to Hogwarts!" McGonagall said. "Outrageous!"
"Yes, I changed his mind a little by telling him that Dumbledore might not be able to keep the contents of the prophecy secret for much longer, and that the school might be in danger."
"And that's why I came back." A voice from the dark corner of the room said stepping forward. The Order had their wands trained on him in a split.
"Well hello to you all too." He said taking an open seat next to Tonks.
"Where the hell have you been?" Remus said charging out of his seat and towards Harry. Harry did not acknowledge his presence and had his eyes trained fiercely on Dumbledore.
"Harry, good to see that your back. May I speak with you in private?" Harry's eyes flashed in cold fury, stopping Dumbledore. It took Tonks' warning him to keep him from lashing out.
"Harry if you so far as to touch anyone in this room, I will put my foot so far up you ass, you would be able to smell it." Tonks was awarded shocked looks from everyone including Dumbledore. Harry gave a sigh and spoke.
"Dumbledore, whatever you have to say to me, you may say it in front of your Order." Harry said with such dislike in his voice that Dumbledore flinched.
"Where have you been and why did you leave?" Dumbledore asked giving a look to Snape.
Before Harry could speak, both Dumbledore and Snape cast legismency on him. The spells hit Harry but it looked as though they had no effect on him. Snape and Dumbledore had faces of pure concentration on them. Harry just smiled wickedly before he closed his eyes. Pain flashed across Dumbledore and Snape's faces. They both opened their mouths in a silent scream. There was an eruption of white light and both of them were flung from their seats and hit the wall.
They slowly picked themselves up to meet a very angry Harry. Magic cracked all around him and Tonks was moving away from him putting up every protection charm she knew. She knew when Harry was mad he could not control himself.
"How dare you?" Harry spoke getting up from the table. "How dare you try to invade my thoughts Dumbledore 'and Snape, Tonks mentally added on'. You should have known better." Harry walked to the door as it was reduced to ash suddenly and walked up the stairs.
Tonks was shaking with fury and laughter. In the rumble of the door sat Ron, Hermione, and the twins. They all were trying to piece together what happened.
"I better go talk to him before he does something he will regret later." Tonks said leaving the room when Ron and Hermione stopped her.
"We will go, he'll listen to us."
"Unless you two have gone blind and deaf at the same time you could tell that if you were to mess with him you might suffer what Lestrange suffered." She said getting angry. Or worst, she remorsefully added on.
Before they could respond to her statements, Harry walked down the stairs.
"Tonks I going, I'll see you before I leave for the Grand Canyon Academy in America."
"Go upstairs and sit your ass down before I do it for you." She said in a commanding voice that made Ron snort. But, to everyone's surprise, Harry rolled his eyes and walked back up the stairs murmuring.
"You were saying Hermione." She said walking up the stairs.
When she reached the door she noticed that the crowd had followed her but she kept herself on task. She turned the knob. Nothing happened.
Oh no not one of those touch-tone thingys. Harry had filled her in on the things and she abhorred them.
She took out her wand and tapped the door.
"This is Tonks..." She did not get a chance to finish her sentence for the door in question faded away into nothing.
Tonks put away her wand and walked in. No one saw her or Harry for the rest of the day.
Tonks came to breakfast the next morning. She walked with a limp but kept refusing to say what happened. Mrs. Weasley kept casting her mysterious looks.
"So Tonks, how did it go with Harry?" Mrs. Weasley said with a dead tone. She had a knowing look in her eyes that Tonks immediately did not like. It was almost like she knows something.
NO, she could not know.
"Tonks, are you okay?" Mrs. Weasley said breaking through her train of thought.
Before she said anything, Harry came into the kitchen. He took the seat next to her. She noticed everyone throw Harry curious looks. She looked at all of the other empty seat choices and found Harry could have sat next to nearly everyone. Harry must have noticed also because he ate a very small breakfast and excused himself from the table.
"Harry where are you going, you can't possibly be full?" Mrs. Weasley said.
"No thank you. I eat once before I exercise so that I don't get cramps. Besides," Harry said lifting his shirt up, "Seth doesn't like it when I eat and he doesn't." He said pointing to the snake that was curled around his stomach. Mrs. Weasley gasped along with half of the table.
Seth curled himself around Harry's body till his head was resting on Harry's shoulder. Tonks caught Ginny stealing looks at his body and running her eyes over it. This is too much. Harry seeing the seething look on Tonks face immediately pulled his shirt down and left. Tonks found herself finishing her plate and leaving the table before Mrs. Weasley called Dumbledore over.
When she got out in the hall, a hand on her shoulder stopped her in her tracks. She turned to face an angry Hermione.
"Tonks I know what's going on between you and Harry. So I won't exaggerate, why Harry? Why not someone older, or maybe, I don't know, someone your own age?"
"Hermione. I'm surprised at you." Came Harry's voice from the staircase. Hermione paled but kept her gaze on Tonks.
"Surprised at me, I'm surprised at you, I would have thought you would have taken all of the hints of the Weasley family and gone for Ginny. But no, the big Harry Potter had to go for a woman nearly ten years older than him." Tonks wanted to say something about her only being seven years his elder, but could not. Harry fixed Hermione a look that dropped the temperature a few degrees. The small crowd that seemed to have formed at the opposite end of the hall held their breath.
A cold, dark laughter began to fill the hall. Most looked to Tonks to see her with her wand in her hand and edging herself toward the sitting room. Some of the more cautious ones followed her example. Harry's laughter stopped as he walked gracefully down the hall. He drew himself up to full height and approached Hermione. Ron was swiftly at her side but Harry did not seem to have noticed.
"Why would I have gone for Ginny? I think you have been around Ron too long. Besides, am I that transparent, whereas, you know what type of girls I like and I don't? No offense, Ginny," He said in a voice thin as air but as cold as ice, "but I am not the emotional type and I don't like the emotional types of girls, i.e. Cho Chang." Hermione paled and shivered under his direct gaze. Ron looked ready to kill, whilst Tonks was once again simultaneously putting up every shielding charm she knew.
"You dated Cho, though, and she was-."
"She was my link to Cedric as I was hers. We had nothing in common only death and that doesn't help a relationship. Besides, she was grief stricken and I was just a weakling, but we put that behind us and promised to move forward with our lives." Harry said completing Ron's sentence. The house gave a little launch and the crowd started to get scared. A few of the stuffed elf heads in the hall fell.
"Hermione, I don't know who gave you or anyone else in this house who think they know me, to decide what I do or who I like, but you don't know me at all. If it wasn't for Tonks, you would never see me again and if she ever gave me permission to leave, I would be gone be for you knew what happened." He narrowed his eyes.
"B-but I was only suggesting what I thought was…"
"Exactly," Harry said magic flowing from him at an over-bearing rate, "what you thought was best." Harry's eyes flashed a bright red and stayed that color. "Hermione, what you think is best for me and what is best for me are two very different things." Tonks could not take the hiding anymore and marched straight up to the fear-inspiring Harry.
"Calm down NOW." She said in a commanding voice. Harry's eyes returned back to normal, he bowed his head in shame.
To the surprise of the spectators, the painting of Mrs. Black began shouting out encouragement to Harry. Harry winked at her as she blushed and turned back to Tonks. He spoke apologetically to her.
"I'm sorry for losing my temper." He leaned over and kissed her on the mouth, then he turned and walked up the stairs with Tonks still standing there watching him retreat. She turned to face Hermione, her chest was heaving with anger.
"YOU, had to say those stupid things to him. I worked so hard to get him to go back to Hogwarts. Now, no matter what he said, I fear he might go to America or worst somewhere I would not be able to find him." She paused to gather her strength to continue. "But NO-no-no-no you weren't thinking along those lines. YOU were TRYING to CONTROL HIS LIFE." She stopped when the glasses in the kitchen blew apart.
"Harry left for this very reason," She stopped with tear glistening in her eyes, "and if he leaves again I might not see him again." She spoke in a quiet and sad tone that broke everyone's hearts. Tonks turned and walked up the stairs to her room and shut the door.
Hermione shook with sadness and grief and when Ron tried to comfort her she brushed him off and quickly bolted up the stairs. Everyone watched her go off, but their minds where with their hearts and their hearts were with Tonks and Harry. Ginny walked up the stairs with the twins, who had lost their usual charm, and walked, forlorn, up the stairs to their rooms. Ron along with the rest of the adults returned to the kitchen.
Dumbledore returned that night and was shocked at the emotions and gloominess of the house. Mrs. Weasley tried to tell him the story whilst holding her teacup with a shaky hand, but was raked with sobs. Dumbledore caught what he could through the tears and gasps. He was surprised to get his vital information from Mrs. Black, who looked beyond happy to tell all. But he knew there was nothing he could do or say that would not make the situation worst. He kept his tongue firmly behind his teeth and decided to watch everyone from a distance when they went to Diagon Alley.
The house woke to the smell of breakfast and made their way to the kitchen. When they got to the kitchen they received a shock. Harry, Remus, and Tonks were talking and laughing together while cooking. Mrs. Weasley never knew the three could cook and she gruffly agreed that the food was good "but nothing more".
"So what's our plans for the day?" Remus asked a little cheerfully.
"I have to go to Knockturn Alley and buy a Parseltongue book." Harry added with calmness. The table went silent and choking occurred everywhere.
"What?" Remus asked as though he had gone momentarily deaf. "You can't go to Knockturn Alley it's too dangerous." Remus said.
"I have to go I can't let Voldemort get his hands on one more Parseltongue book. I might have had two of the five made but he has the greater ones." Harry added in a calm voice.
"What do you do with the books?" Hermione asked with a worried tone.
"I read them then destroy them. They are very dark books. I've hunted through the Dark Market for them. I found out that Voldemort is seeking all of them to add to his collection." He said with a laugh in his calm tone.
"How can you laugh about something like that you could have…" She stopped at the look on Harry's face.
"…Let Dumbledore try to handle; gotten killed over, which one do you want to use?" Harry said in a dead voice the caused Tonks to flinch. He began counting off his fingers.
"Let's see, if I let Dumbledore try to handle it, and he messed up, you can just bye-bye to his weak Order." Those in the Order winced, as though they were in great pain at Harry's words to describe the Order, Tonks included. Tonks could tell Harry was getting angrier by the second and she prayed no one was dumb enough to say anything offensive.
"HOW DARE YOU SAY THE ABOUT THE ORDER. They are doing all they can to protect your sorry, ungrateful arse." Ron said causing Tonks to moan out of frustration. She began inching to her wand when something stopped her.
Harry had begun laughing. Ron blushed red out of embarrassment and anger. Harry stopped laughing and looked at Ron as though this was his first glance at him.
"Ron, sucking up to the members of the Order is not going to help you gain entrance into the Order." Harry said with tears coming of his eyes and he began quivering with laughter. Tonks did not think Harry had ever laughed so hard in his life. "Besides," he continued, "if the Order was a trying to protect me I would not have been able to leave." He turned his attention back to Hermione.
"Anyway, did you really think I was going to let Voldemort achieve his goals and receive the books that hold Dark Magic that hasn't been seen since Merlin's time? Oh no, I would rather take my chances with death." Once again Tonks flinched. Harry put his hand on the table and stared at the pale Hermione. "But he can't read them anyway." Harry laughed.
"But you said You-Know-Wh…"
"I swear if I hear one person at this table say: He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named or You-Know-Who, one more time, one more time, I will rip out their bloodytongue." Harry said viciously to Mr. Weasley. "I, luckily, know a person among the Death Eater ranks whose in charge of Voldemort's secret library, who puts a spell on the books so that Voldemort can't understand them."
"Who is it?" Hermione said suddenly very interested in the conversation.
"Like I'm going to tell you?" Harry said with a laugh.
"But Harry, you should tell Dumbledore. He needs another spy in Voldemort's ranks." Harry's laughter reached its peak where he, once again, was starting to cry out of mirth.
"Oh no. Dumbledore isn't going to get my spy caught. He needs to stay where he is instead of going around snooping for information that is going to get him killed." He calmed himself again played with the food on his plate. "Besides, Voldemort doesn't trust Snape anymore than he trusts me. No one, but Snape, goes through his ranks snooping for information; Voldemort is not dumb you know. Any Death-Eater that gives Snape more information than is told to is put to death under a Parseltongue torture curse, and those are not something you ever want placed on you." Harry still spoke in a calm tone.
The Order members were shocked. They looked at each other for someone to speak first. Remus, using courage beyond courage, spoke.
"Why does Voldemort keep Snape around if he knows that he is a spy for Dumbledore?" Harry wanted to laugh at the question but he keep his vindictive tone.
"It amuses him." He said shortly. "He'll have his fun with Snape later on." Tonks shook her head to clear it. She was definitely going to have a discussion with Harry later on.
Seth came slithering through the door at the worst moment, with a lump, which everyone disgustedly noticed, showed every feature of the dead rabbit's face and body. Harry pushed back his chair and let Seth curl up in his lap. Tonks made a face at the snake, which rolled its eyes and laid to sleep in Harry's lap.
"Why does he always digest his food when I'm around." Tonks said with a sigh and pushing her plate away.
"He knows it annoys you." Harry laughed.
"Figures." Tonks said laying her head on Harry's shoulder. "At least he doesn't regurgitate in front of me."
"You're the lucky one." Harry said shortly.
The tension in the room increased tenfold; you could almost cut it with a knife. Harry and Tonks could feel it suffocating them. They wordlessly agreed to leave for Diagon Alley earlier than every else. They excused themselves from the table and levitated Seth to Harry's bedroom. Harry wrote a quick note in Parseltongue and left it in the sleeping snake's tank. They tiptoed out of Harry's room and made their way to Tonks' room.
Mrs. Weasley's voice at the bottom of the stairs made them quicken their pace of putting on their clothes. They rushed down the stairs using magic to finish fixing themselves up. Moody along with the others was waiting for them.
"Took you long enough." Moody said with a harsh laugh. "By the sounds coming from Tonks' room and the fact that you two are wearing each others wand holsters, I'd say you were doing more than braiding each others hair." Harry and Tonks blushed at the comment.
"See, I told you our rooms need to be silenced." Tonks laughed taking off the wand holster on her leg. Harry rolled his eyes and took off the wand holster on his arm. They quickly switched and began strapping them back on. They, after wondering why Moody was still laughing at them, quickly traded wands.
"Well, picture it this way, everyone will know when and when not to open our doors, or the bathroom door." Harry said with a smirk. "Or in the basement, the attic, the closet, the…" He stopped at the looks on everyone's faces. "Hey, why not have fun while we're young." Harry said causing Tonks to laugh so hard that she nearly fell off the stairs.
After she calmed down everyone made for the floo. She and Harry had to pick out her costume for her next assignment. Dumbledore asked for an Auror to accompany Harry everywhere, but would not be easily noticed as an Auror. Dumbledore, under strict orders from Harry and Tonks, played his part perfectly. Fudge, being scared of losing the up-coming election by not supporting Dumbledore in protecting Harry, whole-heartedly agreed to let Tonks go, since she was the only metamorphmagus Auror.
They split up from the rest of the group and went to Madam Malkin's and picked out her new figure. She had to look like a sixth year to pass as one. They picked out an almost petite figure went long blond hair and thick long eye lashes covering beautiful blue eyes. And curves to die for, though Harry liked her the way she was before. She was a little more than ample, but it fit her. She even surprised Harry by changing her breast size from a 'A cup' to a 'B cup'.
After they were measured, they left the store to go shopping some more. They had their fun enjoying every shop they could find. After they returned to Madam Malkin's and picked up their clothes, they left Diagon Alley to go to the Muggle world. Harry bought Tonks some clothes while Tonks picked them out.
Harry's POV
It was some time passed five when Harry left Tonks in the Leaky Cauldron with the others. He did a quick spell to change his appearance. He walked the through the entrance to Knockturn Alley. Before he was even halfway down the stairs, something moving at breakneck speed ran into him. Harry's breath was taken away. Harry fell struggling to get from under the sprawling figure, and rolled down the stairs with the figure.
"Sorry. Must have…" The figure studied Harry closer. "Oh Harry it's you." Harry realized immediately who the person was.
"Draco, what are you doing around here?" Harry freed himself of the sprawling Malfoy. "Aren't you supposed to be at a D.E meeting?" Draco looked suddenly nervous. He rubbed the mark on his arm vigorously, as if trying to rub it off. Harry noticed the faint smell of burning flesh.
"Yes, I'm supposed to be at a meeting, but…" And he began to ramble on rapidly. Harry shook him roughly by the shoulders – almost lifting him off the ground he sat on – until he calmed down, somewhat.
"What is wrong?" Harry asked slowly. Then Draco spoke the phrase that Harry had dreaded since he began his 'friendship' with Tonks.
"V-v-voldemort…captured…Tonks…" And he began rambling again but Harry did not care.
Harry had paled to that the description of a ghost. Every since the day he had first begun being intimate with Tonks, he had prayed that this day would never come. Tonks was the only person Harry had ever had real feelings for. She was the only person who would listen to Harry when he talked. The only person who could calm him down was Tonks. And now she, like Sirius, was gone. Taken by Voldemort.
Voldemort
Voldemort's very name sent Harry into a fit of anger. That beast had caused enough trouble in Harry's life as it is. Now he has taken away the last thing Harry cared about. Harry felt a tingle. A tingle, that turned into a burn. That same tingle/burn he had felt at the Dursleys. But this time the burn did not hurt Harry. It was like he was immune to it. No, this was the equipment he had asked for at the Dursleys. The power he would need to defeat Voldemort. He had already received the knowledge and strength.
The burn – more like warm sensation – overtook Harry's senses. He was suddenly at peace. But in the peace was missing something. There was a piece of peace missing from Harry that kept him from totally in serenity. Tonks, Harry knew immediately was the piece now all he had to do was find it. And find it, hopefully, undamaged.
Harry's 'calmness' pulled him from his very body and into a swirling array of colors. Once the swirling mass of colors calmed down, Harry found himself in a pitch-black corridor. He heard nothing but the very breaths coming from his mouth. He felt whole in mind and spirit, but his body was not there. Harry knew where he was immediately. It was the place he formed his Occulmency walls and wandless power. He was in his calm inner being.
It was a place created of pure calmness. Harry was surprised the first time he tried to find this place. He found that instead of a black mist, like most people had, he had an already a built calmness corridor. The book said nothing of inherited calmness; calmness had to be learned. It took a lot of soul searching to find out how he got this far without knowing so. His was established and progressed by his need of staying calm around the Dursleys. Their harsh chastising of him and abnormal treatment of Harry contributed greatly as well.
The corridor lit up. Harry stared at the figure approaching him. The figure that looked so much like him. The figure was he. In a different essence though, an evil essence. The figure looked at Harry so thoroughly that Harry almost thought he was completely transparent. The other 'Harry' smiled as he approached.
"You called." Harry said in a calm voice that did not suit him.
He looked Harry up and down and spoke in a gruff but cold voice.
"I want to take over up there." He said pointing to the non-existing ceiling. Harry gave him a smile that he did not return.
"I promise you that you will take over today, we just have to wait for the right time." He gave a brief nod and the swirling mass surrounded Harry once more. Harry found himself staring at Draco's face. He found himself standing up right. Harry grabbed Draco's arms and shook him.
"Take me to the bastard." Harry snarled. Draco nodded his head vigorously. A little too vigorous for Harry's liking. He grabbed Harry's hand and… Wait a moment, when has Draco ever touched my hand!
Harry looked down at the hand that was gripping his much more firmly than it should. When has Malfoy received a grip like this? He certainly did not have it a week ago. Harry gazed intently down as the grasp and gasped inwardly. Where was Draco's ring? The ring that Harry gave him in case he ever got in trouble; the ring that was a very replica of the one on Harry's hand, this 'Draco' didn't have it on him.
Harry began to panic. If this isn't Draco, who was it? The first thought that popped into his mind was Death Eater. The person was very giddy when Harry asked to be taken to Voldemort, at least before he began rambling… Rambling. Harry should have noticed before. When did Draco ever ramble? Boy oh boy, am I dumb.
Thinking quickly, Harry yanked free of 'Draco's' grasp. Harry knew he still had to get to Voldemort and the Death Eater – he had to be a Death Eater judging by the smell of burning flesh that Harry smelt – was his ticket to him. The Death Eater looked as though he was going to take Harry by force; he stopped himself and took a befuddled look of innocence. Harry thought quickly and a plan unmasked itself right before his eyes.
"How are we getting there?" Harry asked being at his utmost calm. His hand was placed out before him. The Death Eater paid no mind to the hand, not knowing how dangerous it was.
"I was going to use this," he said reaching into his pocket and pulling out a red globe. It was pulsing with dark magic. Harry knew what it was immediately. He hoped the Death Eater did not know the knowing look on his face.
It was a Free-Will orb. A very dark artifact that took a person where ever it is set to as long as they were willing. It was a very undetectable way of transportation. So undetectable that it could creep by wards without them even being aware. It was banned by the International Confederation of Wizards for that reason. But the only good thing about it was the person who sets the orb had to be in the place they set it to.
Why would Voldemort be so secure about this?
Why would he not want Harry to be taking against his will?
There had to be a good, but evil, reason on Voldemort's part. But he could not worry about it now; he had plans to unwrap.
The Death Eater was becoming impatient, but Harry needed him to wait a little bit longer. A zooming object was flying towards Harry and the Death Eater. And with a WHAM it struck.
I love cliffhangers. So what is the plan Harry is coming up with? Will it work? Will Harry be able to get to Tonks in time? How did Tonks get captured? Who did the Death Eater notice Harry if Harry had his appearance changed? And why did Harry seem not to care? Where are Dumbledore and his Order? Who is the Death Eater? What is Voldemort's reason for Harry to come voluntarily? What was the flying object? What or who did it hit? Tune in for the next chapter of Friendship THE MEETING.