"Hey, guys, check this out!" yelled Ron from his working station, smiling and waving.
Hermione and Harry ran to him, thinking about all the possibilities.
"What? What is it? Is it a--" Hermione was rambling, but Harry cut her off once he saw what was on the TV next to the computer.
"Ron, whatever it is, it'll have to wait." Harry said, pointing to the TV.
This caught their attention. On the screen there was a people running madly, screaming, blood dripping.
"Whoa! What is this?" asked Ron, his attention now on the screen.
"Ron! Harry! It's his Death Eaters! IN-!!" Hermione wailed, ready to scream out their location.
Harry rushed to turn up the volume, but the TV and every other appliance shut off.
"Crap! Guys, get your things, we need to move." Harry ordered, trying to keep his rapidly beating heart inside his chest.
Ron and Hermione ran wildly about the room, stuffing things inside their suitcases, and bumping into each other repeatedly.
Harry just sat down, thinking.
They must know we're here. Where do we go?
Harry contemplated this, then stood, seeing that Ron and Hermione were finished.
"Ready? We're going to Tahiti." Harry said, grabbing a suitcase.
Hermione and Ron exchanged looks, but got ready to Apparate.
"One...Two..." Harry started, but an owl sped in the room.
"Wait!" asked Hermione, tearing open the letter.
'Don't go to Tahiti.' Hermione read. 'Phillip has an unexpected visitor. Tabby'
"Then where do we go?!" asked Ron frantically. Heart of a lion.
Hermione nodded and grabbed her suitcase again. "I know where."
She looked at Harry. From her look, he got it.
"If you guys wouldn't mind, I would love to be in on the secret!!" said Ron, his voice cracking.
Hermione smiled and whispered it in his ear. He looked worried, but somehow comforted.
Harry nodded. "Ready? One...Two...Three!"
Crrrrack!
For anyone who is sorely hurt oh so very bad by never finding out where The Great Trio at first actually was, well, maybe I'll tell you soon. (evil maniac laugh. sudden straight face.) Or not.