A/N Thanks to the reviewers, it inspires me to write when I get reviews!

Age Thanks for clearing that up for me I really appreciate it. I just got really confused because his birthday is so late in the year. And I'll tell you a secret, I didn't actually know when his birthday way because I've never actually read the very first book. I've read all the others though. So thanks again and I hope you keep reading.

SierraPotter Thanks for reviewing my first chapter as well as the second. I hope I get a loyal reviewer out of you; you seem to be already thank you for reading, and reviewing!

Murder in the Mist

"THAT, was the BEST welcoming feast I've ever had!" Ron exclaimed as they walked up the stairs towards the Gryffindor Common room.

"Only because you at half of the spread, Ron!" Hermione laughed.

"What? I haven't eaten all day!" He said as he climbed through the portrait hole.

The other three laughed at him as they went and sat on the sofa that they claimed as theirs years before. They hadn't been there long when a timid looking second year came up to Harry and gave him a small note.

"This is from Dumbledore!" He said excitedly after the second year had left.

He saw the small, slanted writing that he had seen many times before, and wasn't expecting to see again until at least the second week of school.

"Open it then!" Hermione urged.

Harry carefully opened the scroll of parchment and read, first in his head, and then again out loud but as a whisper.

Dear Harry,

I'm glad to see that you are back at Hogwarts in one piece. I hope you've had a good, relaxing summer holiday and are ready to start working hard for your NEWT exams.

I hate to drag you away from your studies so soon however, but I have reason to believe that I have found a Horcrux. Please come to my office tomorrow as soon as you have finished you evening dinner.

Yours,

Professor Dumbledore.

P.S I have developed a liking for sweet, rather than savoury.

Once Harry had finished reading to Ron, Hermione and Ginny, there was a short silence as they all took it in.

"I wonder which one he's found," Ron broke the silence by asking.

"I don't know, but he must have waited for me to go and get it," Harry considered as they all started at the note.

"I don't want you to go."

Harry, Ron and Hermione turned to the whisper they heard and saw Ginny with a grumpy look on her face.

"Why not?" Harry asked.

"Because you've only just got here, and it's not safe!" She argued.

"I know, but if I don't go, it will take longer to kill Voldemort," The three shuddered, "Do you really want that?"

"I thought your dad was doing it?" Ginny asked looking a little panicked.

"He is, but I need to find the Horcruxes first don't I, we're working as a team here," Harry explained.

"I still don't want you to go," She moaned.

"Well I am and if you don't like it then you can stuff it," Harry stood up quickly, "I'm going to bed. Goodnight."

With that Harry walked off, not before hearing Ron say to his sister something about her being pathetic and selfish, which made him smile.

He drifted off into a disturbing sleep that night, having dreams of a cup with a locket in it which was guarded by a snake. They were the only ones he had left to find, as he went off with Dumbledore during the summer and found the one that they didn't know what it was. It had turned out to be a picture of Voldemort's mother, which no one knew he had. He and Dumbledore had gone back to the old house again and found it in a tiny box, which was covered with other boxes and a sheet of cloth and was locked in a cupboard within a cupboard. Harry had no idea how Dumbledore knew it was there, or even figured out it was a Horcrux, but he preferred not to ask questions, because he knew that Dumbledore was right, so what was the point?

The dream Harry was having was taking place in a large field, covered in mist. Strange as it was, Harry slept through the whole night and by the time morning came he had forgotten all about his petty little argument with Ginny.


"Well, Defence Against the Dark Arts was good today," Harry stated as they walked down to dinner in the evening.

"Yeah, considering it was Snape!" Ron said.

"I think he's a good teacher, apart from the homework," Hermione said glumly.

"Hermione, you love homework!" Ron laughed.

"Harry."

Harry turned round and saw Ginny walking behind him. he hadn't yet seen her today so they hadn't had a chance to speak about the night before.

"I'm sorry about last night," She said after Harry had stopped walking. "I was being selfish, but I just don't want you to get hurt."

"Did I get hurt in summer Ginny?" Harry asked rhetorically.

"Well no, but just promise me you won't die," Ginny asked.

Harry laughed and replied, "Well I can't promise you that, but I promise I'll try not to."

Ginny smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "It's only because I love you."

"Yes I know, you've said many times," Harry drawled.

Ginny hit him playfully on his arm and they walked down to the Great Hall together for dinner.


"I'd better go guys, I've been here for ages," Harry said when he finished eating.

"Good luck Harry, stay safe!" Hermione told him before he left.

He got a good luck from Ron as well and a kiss from Ginny then left. He walked quickly towards Dumbledore's office and when he reached the stone gargoyle he said "Sweets" and it jumped aside to let him pass.

Once he reached the top he knocked firmly on Dumbledore's office door and once he heard "Come in," He took a deep breath and entered.

"Ah, Harry," Dumbledore said, sitting behind his desk, "So glad you could make it."

"Hello Professor," He said, sitting himself down on the chair opposite Dumbledore. He had gotten so used to coming into this office that he felt he didn't need to be told to sit down any more.

"Before we leave Harry, I'm going to inform you of a few things," Dumbledore started. Harry nodded and he went on, "I have managed to destroy the Horcrux which was the picture of Voldemort's mother using some very complex charms. Secondly, I have not only found this Horcrux we are getting tonight, but also I have found the whereabouts of R.A.B; I assume you remember the locket we collected wasn't actually the Horcrux?" Harry nodded. "Well, it turns out that RAB is Sirius Black's brother, Regulus. I tracked him down and stunned him, then stole the locket, modified his memory and left. It is not yet destroyed however. Then there is only Hufflepuff's cup, which we are getting tonight, and Voldemort's snake left to find."

Dumbledore finished rather abruptly and it took Harry a few seconds to realise what he had said. Once it was in his brain, he nodded, as he didn't really have anything to say or ask.

"Well Harry, now that you are clear on those facts we shall be off," Dumbledore stood up, and Harry followed suit.

"Where are we going Sir?" Harry asked, following Dumbledore down the stairs and out into the corridor.

"I believe we're going to Ireland, Harry. By means of this portkey here," Dumbledore held up the old sock that he had picked up from his desk before leaving.

"Ireland?" Harry asked.

"Well yes Harry, you don't expect Voldemort to hide all his Horcruxes in the same place, do you?" Dumbledore replied as they reached the castle grounds outside.

There was a short silence as they took the long walk towards the castle gates.

"So Harry, how are your parents? Did you tell them you were coming away with me tonight?" Dumbledore asked.

"Erm, no," Harry hit himself inside for forgetting to write to his dad, or Sirius.

"Not to worry, I informed them for you," Harry saw Dumbledore smile out of the corner of his eye. He did so as well when they finally reached the gates and exited them.

"Now, before we leave, I'll tell you," Dumbledore started, "I've been here before, but I couldn't find the cup anywhere, but I do believe it is in the field. I needed to wait for you so that we could cover the ground doubly as quick and get out of there. So, what I'm asking you to do is, summon a broomstick as soon as we get there and when on it turn right and search. Stay close to the ground though Harry; I wouldn't want any unexpected visitors to see you. If you find it, send up red sparks and stay where you are, I'll come and find you. If I find it I'll do the same, and you must come to be straight away, do you understand?"

"Yes," Harry replied. His adrenalin was now kicking in and all he wanted to do was go and find the thing, so that they could come back to Hogwarts.

"And if anything happens Harry, I'll have the portkey. So if something happens, send up green sparks so I know to come doubly quick," Dumbledore said.

"Yes sir."

"Right, off we go then," He said, adding, "Don't worry Harry, my sock is clean," With a smile.

Harry grabbed it and they were suddenly flying off to Ireland. He felt the ground hit him with a thump but he jumped up as soon as he could and summoned a broom. He turned to his left to see Dumbledore flying away. Turning back to his right, he mounted his broom and started flying, low to the ground. As he looked around he noticed it, he was in the same field as he was in his dream last night. That worried him, how had he known where he was going last night, and in a dream…

Trying to shake the worry out of his mind he carried on flying through the mist. It was so thick that he was getting wet from it. His glassed steamed up, so he had to stop every now and then to clean them.

He had no idea how long he'd been going when he saw it. The tiniest little light, but it was there. As he drew closer, he got off his broom and edged toward it on foot. Gulping, he stretched out a hand and touched it. He yelped and jumped back. It stung his hand and turned it red. Harry looked around trying to find something to help him get hold of it, but there was nothing. Then he had the craziest idea. Holding out his hand to the thick mist, he clenched his fist and his fingers wrapped around the mist. As he squeezed it, it became solid. Harry smiled and grabbed some more air, making the block of it bigger. He then tried again, wrapping the cup in the mist he took hold of it and it didn't hurt him.

He went back to his broom and sat on it. Slowly, he got out his wand to send up the red sparks, but before he got a chance, he saw it. A bright green flash filled the sky, brightest from opposite Harry. He ducked deeper into the mist and flew off towards the source of the light as fast as he could. As he drew nearer he heard a cold, menacing laugh, like the one he heard in his dreams when Voldemort was torturing someone…

"Too late Dumbledore, you should have told me where the brat was."

Harry let out a loud gasp as he saw Dumbledore, dead on the ground, and Voldemort laughing at him. He then realised that gasping was not the thing to do. He ducked his broom as low as he could, so that his toes were on he ground.

"Where are you Harry? I know you're here!" Voldemort started to walk around through the tough mist. His wand was alight so Harry could see him, foolish mistake on his part. "Are you upset about your 'amazing' headmaster Harry?" He shouted, "Do you want to kill me now?"

Harry gulped down the tears and shook from head to foot. Did he reveal himself and try to fight, or did he hide until Voldemort got tired? Then he remembered; the portkey. Dumbledore had a portkey. But how to get it? Distraction was the only answer.

"I'm getting tired Harry!" Voldemort shouted, "Get out and fight! I'm going to kill you one day so it may as well be now! Fight!"

Harry sped along the ground as quietly as he could, circling around the other side of Voldemort. When he was there, he sent up red sparks with his wand and heard him shout "I've got you!"

But before Voldemort was there, Harry shot off in the opposite direction. "Avada Kadavra!" He shouted, pointing his wand at where the red sparks had come from, but Harry had left that very spot just a spil second before.

"No thump?" Voldemort shouted, "Where are you?" He said, getting frustrated.

Harry was sweating all over, scared so much he didn't really know what he was doing. He heard a crash and felt himself falling on the floor right next to Dumbledore. "HA!" He heard Voldemort shout and knew he was going to die in seconds. Three; he fumbled around in Dumbledore's cloak, hearing Voldemort's footsteps as he walked closer to his victim. Two; he grabbed his wand and muttered 'lumos' as he held it away from his as a distraction. One… Grabbing Dumbledore's arm he touched the portkey and shut his eyes, this was the end… "Avada Kadavra!"


A/N Oohh, little cliffy for you there! Thanks for reading and please review!