Chapter 4-Harry-III
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Harry screamed at Ron, then ran over to Draco to help him up.
"ARE YOU INSANE RON? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? I KNOW YOU DON'T LIKE HIM, BUT THIS?" He turned to Draco
"Are you okay?" He got no reply, just a nod from Draco, He carried the limp Draco out of the room, shoving Ron away. He carried him into the empty Living room, locked the door, and laid Draco on the couch. Draco was badly hurt, he could see swelling already appearing from around his face, his nose was clearly broken and had blood dripping everywhere. He took his wand out of his pocket,
"Episkey" He charmed, followed by a familiar click, of Draco's nose fixing. He then murmured "Tergeo", which cleared the blood off of his face.
"There, better now?" Draco nodded, which made Harry at ease.
"Sleep Draco, I'll check on you in a while" He stood up and began to walk out.
"Don't g-go Harry, p-please" Harry turned, and looked at him, gesturing him to continue.
"I've missed you... I really, really need a friend right now Harry, I have no one. Astoria...Astoria cheated on me. My parents... They have gone missing... they went a few months ago, I haven't seen them since. P-please Harry. I need somewhere... someone to stay with, A friend." Harry looked at him, pitying him.
"You stay here for tonight, on one condition. You help me find Ginny. She's missing."
"A-Anything, for you Potter" Draco smiled, Then Harry left for the Garden to look for Ginny, with draco close on his tail. They met Ron and Hermione out there, who were already searching. They were greeted with dirty looks, which both Draco and Harry ignored. They strolled over to where Harry tripped, there was still a little dried blood on the grass, which seemed to make Draco queasy, so he walked past it and began to search the trees. He searched through the trees, and came across a discovery.
"RON! HERMIONE! GET OVER HERE!"
The duo soon arrived next to Harry and Draco, they stopped in awe of what they saw.
4 swords.
One huge, larger than a child, Dark and smokey in appearance, with a white heel
One with a ruby cut in the shape of a heart, being clasped in a lions jaws as the heel,
One with a dark blade, as black as night, with a violet gemstone embedded in the bottom,
And the last with an Iron blade, plain heel, and simple looking.
"Lets take them back to the house?" Ron suggested. They all agreed, and each bent to pick one up. As they gripped a hilt, they felt a familiar feeling. The world as Harry saw it disappeared, he knew what was happening. One word.
Portkey.
