Disclaimer: Harry… isn't mine.

Harry walked along the familiar street until the land became pitch black, and he could barely see. The houses on all sides had no lights on. The young wizard dug inside his pocket. He sighed in relief. His wand was still tucked safely inside of his enormous jeans. "This is one of the very few times that I appreciate having Dudley's old clothes. They've got enormous pockets."

He drew his wand and muttered, "Lumos." The wand tip created a small amount of light, as he continued walking, dragging his trunk behind him. Eventually, his destination came into his sight: a large field of grass that was created to become another park, but contractors ran out of money. "Wathme," he said while he pointed his wand at himself. Immediately, warmth spread along his body. He laid down, closed his eyes, and instantly fell asleep.

A loud beeping noise awoke Harry early the next morning. He slowly opened his eyes and stretched. "Damn car horns," he muttered sleepily. Yawning, Harry shrunk his truck to pocket-sized and started to walk away from the neighborhood that had been so horrible for 16 years. He was so deep in thought that he did not pay attention to his surroundings, and he bumped into someone. It was Aranea.

"I heard the news," she said.

"Yeah. I'm just waiting for Hedwig. If I'm lucky, I might be out of here tomorrow. I just have to leave and find someplace to stay at until she comes." He replied.

Aranea smiled and said, "So that's the owl that is staying at our house. Let's get that message out to your friends."

Harry laughed in relief and agreed. He also noticed that her ankles had been magically healed. They strolled together down the street together laughing and chatting about various topics when suddenly their way was blocked. Dudley and his gang stood in front of them barring the way. They tried to go around them but they were stopped again. Finally, Harry spoke, "Well what do you want?"

Dudley replied, "We're going to teach you both a lesson. Nobody hurts or insults me or my gang and gets away unharmed."

"Till now," Harry said. He instantly stooped and yanked each of Dudley's fat legs, till Dudley fell with a loud booming noise. They bolted with the rest of Dudley's gang at their heels. The Harry Hunt had begun!

As Dudley's gang chased Harry and Aranea, another pair of eyes gazed at the scene from a dark alley. They narrowed and suddenly vanished. The quiet tap of feet could be heard following the chase, but there was no figure that could be seen.

Aranea and Harry kept running. Their sides were killing them, they were slowing down, but still, they ran on. The gang was also getting tired but at a faster rate. They attempted one last effort to catch their prey, failed, and collapsed on the ground breathing hard. The prey turned a corner and vanished from their view. Dudley caught up with his gang, and they all cursed Harry and Aranea as they walked away looking for slower and weaker prey.

After Harry and Aranea turned the corner, looked back, and saw nothing, they stopped for a breather. Then, they proceeded on slowly, so their side aches would not act up again. Then, a sudden shout and exploding sound erupted from behind them. Harry immediately ducked, grabbing Aranea along the way down. A slash of purple light passed over them. Harry instantly recognized it. It was the spell that had hit Hermione in the battle within the Department of Mystery. He drew his wand and turned to face whoever it was that was attacking. There stood the tall, dark figure that had been watching from the alley. It was hooded and cloaked, but Harry could see glistening eyes within the hood. Aranea meanwhile had drawn her wand but did not use it. Harry was the only one could do magic outside of school. She was going to use her wand only if Harry could not defeat whoever this was.

Harry jumped in front of Aranea and shot a binding charm. His attacker managed to duck only just in time. The Death Eater fired another spell with a blue light. He was a lousy shooter and missed Harry by a foot. The fence that was hit burst into blue flames. It was the fire spell that Hermione perfected in their first year. He shouted, "Stupefy!"

The figure was hit in the arm with the spell and fell. Harry fired a full body-bind spell again. The person's limbs snapped against his body, and his mouth closed. Aranea let out a breath of relief. The students of Hogwarts, particularly the Gryffindors, said that Harry was a skilled wizard. They were right she thought to herself.

Harry pulled off the person's hood and glared down at the Death Eater. It was Dolohov. He was the Death Eater that nearly killed Hermione during the battle in the Department of Mysteries. He must have escaped Azkaban. Harry gave the evil man a cold smile. Then, he whispered, "I haven't forgotten what you did to my friend. You'll pay. But not today. Your time will come later."

Harry straightened up. "Shall we proceed back to your house?" We'll leave this man right here. Maybe the muggles will send him to their jail if they find him. For now, I suggest we keep moving and get to your house as quickly as possible. Aranea agreed and after Harry had repaired the burnt fence, they sprinted to her house. When they arrived, her mother was waiting for them with Hedwig and a piece of parchment. Harry grabbed the parchment and quickly scribbled a letter to both his friends and the ministry.

Upon finishing, Harry turned to Aranea and asked, "I need your mum's phoenix to flash this letter to the ministry. Hedwig can take the other to Ron."

Aranea nodded and called, "Eutimmo! We need you!"

Immediately, the phoenix flashed into the room with a burst of flame. Aranea gave him the letter, and he left again. Meanwhile, Harry gave Hedwig the other letter, and she took off at top speed. Soon, she was lost from view.

Harry turned away from the window and looked around at Aranea and her family. "Now, Aranea, I need you to wait here. The ministry should be here shortly. I will go back and keep an eye on the death eater. He turned to Aranea's mother and father; "Please stay with Aranea. I don't know if there are more Death Eaters here. If anybody attacks, run." They all nodded.

Harry then left and quickly walked back to where his prisoner lay. Dolohov struggled uselessly. Fortunately for Harry, nobody had walked or drove past where he was lying. Just to be safe, Harry roughly dragged him to a nearby, parked car and hid the death eater under it. He stood guard over the struggling death eater.

After about twenty minutes, the ministry aurors arrived. Tonks, Kingsley, and two aurors that Harry didn't know ran quickly up the street pathetically dressed in muggle clothes. Kingsley and one of the unknown aurors grabbed the tied up death eater and apparated back to the ministry. Tonks smirked and said, "Well Harry, another death eater caught personally by you."

Harry laughed but soon stopped and replied, "Yeah. But I've got another problem. The Dursleys haven't really believed your threat and have thrown me out of the house. Can you get Dumbledore and tell him to get my friends to pick me up? I have sent them a letter already, but I don't know the exact distance to the Burrow."

Tonks frowned, "Why did they kick you out?"

Harry told her about the dementor, the battle, and the destroyed window. Tonks whistled and said, "A dementor that can attack with a jet of light, destroy a very powerful patronus, and speak? This is very strange. I have heard rumor of one such dementor. His name is Firdenmor the Caller." She shivered. Apparently, he also scared the magical community but not as much as Voldemort.

Harry also said, "I have also discovered a way to hurt a dementor instead of just driving them away. You have to stick your wand into their cloak directly and perform the patronus charm. It also freed all the souls that were imprisoned in the dementor."

Tonks stared at Harry in shock, "I must report this to the ministry and Dumbledore. This might turn the tides on the attacks done by the dementors. If we can perfect this, we may find a way to kill them." She apparated along with the remaining auror, who had remained silent the whole time.

Problem solved and the day saved again, Harry walked happily back to Aranea's house. When he arrived, Aranea and her family were sitting in the living room, staring at the fire. They all looked up and smiled when Harry came in. Aranea handed him a roll of parchment. Harry glanced at the messy handwriting before tearing it open. Obviously, it was from Ron.

We're coming to pick you up immediately. Expect us to arrive in the fireplace of the wizard's house that you mentioned. Aranea's house I think you called it. See you soon, Ron.

Harry jumped for joy and headed to the fireplace. Aranea's mother smirked at Harry. "I hope you have fun at your friend's house"

Harry looked at Aranea, turned to her mum, and said, "Can Aranea come too? I would love for my friends to meet her."

Aranea looked at her parents hopefully. Her father stood up and pleasantly said, "I know that she would be safe with you Harry." He turned to Aranea and said, "Be prepared to pack if Harry's friends agree."

Aranea nodded. Harry's heart soared. He was going to the Burrow, and Aranea was coming too! Suddenly, the fire turned bright green and out stepped Ron, Ginny, and Mr. Weasley. Ron and Ginny immediately ran to Harry and both gave him a bone-crushing hug. Harry turned to Mr. Weasley and asked, "Would it be alright if my friend, Aranea, joins us at the Burrow?"

"I am sure Molly will welcome Aranea to our house," said Mr. Weasley.

"Great!" Harry said excitedly as Aranea ran up the stairs to her room to pack. "Let's go"

"Oh, we have to talk to the Dursley about you coming back next summer," said Mr. Weasley with quick anger flashing in his eyes, "Dumbledore is losing his patience with them."

Harry and the Weasleys exited the house and strolled to the Dursley's house. When Harry knocked on the door, Uncle Vernon opened it a crack, saw Harry and his friends, and growled like an angry wolf. "Get off my property you freaks!" Mr. Weasley pushed the door open and began to angrily talk to Uncle Vernon. Harry climbed the stairs to his room to make sure that he did not leave anything behind. When he arrived back downstairs (he had accidentally left a few quills and parchment), Ron was warily watching Dudley, who was eyeing his sister with obvious interest. Ginny was just leaning against the wall waiting. Without a word, they left (Ron gave Dudley a rude hand gesture before he left the door), and Uncle Vernon slammed the door shut. They could hear another familiar click that meant he had locked it again.

"Well, that was polite," muttered Ron sarcastically

Harry smirked, "That's usually what he does to salesmen."

When they arrived back to Aranea's house, they saw that she was waiting by the fire with her trunk and an excited look on her face.

One by one, they stepped into the fire and shouted, "The Burrow!"