Third Person The Burrow

Where was Harry?

That was the question on every persons mind. After the event had happened Diggle had reappeared in the spot where the things had come. Problem was he couldn't anything except that those things had put him somewhere and that their aura were like dementors just not as strong.

"I'm so so so sorry! I should have helped I-I-I-," Daedalus said a hundred times.

"There was nothing you could have done Diggle, you were trapped," Everyone answered a hundred times.

Everyone in the Order, including Sirius Black, was at the Burrow in the sitting room, thinking about what had happened.

"Molly could you please get us some drinks? It would be greatly appreciated." Asked Kinsley's low voice

"U-of course." She stuttered. She could have just summoned it by magic but she ran to the food cabinet and came back with some firewhiskey and butterbeer, for the underage, and what seemed like tons of cups for everyone. She flicked her wand and all of the glasses filled themselves and zoomed over to each person in the kitchen. A particularly large cup flew over to Hagrid who had been silently letting tears run down his face and into his beard.

Sirius caught his cup and stared down into its contents before throwing it against the wall, firewhiskey splattering everywhere.

"Why are we just sitting here? Harry is out there!" He yelled making Molly jump into the air, startled by the sudden noise.

There was a distinct pop! And then Dumbledore stormed into the sitting room, the usual twinkle absent from his startling blue eyes.

"Du-Dumbledore!" Molly stuttered "W-we-,"

"Molly we need to see what happened exactly as it happened. May I please see the memory?" He said all the while not looking at any body and conjuring his pensive from nowhere.

"O-of course." She answered She put her wand up to her temple her hand shaking with sadness and worry. A silvery thread dragged from her head and hanged off of the wand as she brought it over to the pensive for them to view.

Everyone in the room stuck their heads in the pensive and watched what had happened

Memory Third Person POV

Molly and the rest of the family was making lunch, getting ready for Harry's arrival. Hermione and Ginny were cutting sausage and laughing at some joke or story. Ron was straining green beans and Fred and George were whispering in the corner while they stripped peas.

Molly was just about to cut some onions when she heard a cry of 'Help!'

She knew that voice.

Everyone ran outside to see a sight of horror.

Harry was being dragged by his ankles back up the hill by two horrible, despair-filling creatures.

Harry's arms were out stretched, his hands clawing at the ground trying to grab it but only prevailing to make deep long scorches in the ground. Ginny, Ron, and Hermione closely followed by Fred and George, pointed their wands at the creatures who merely flicked their hands and the wands flew out of their owner's hands and threw themselves away.

All five started running up the hill and Ron called "We're coming mate!" Suddenly behind the creatures a black hole formed that looked as if someone had torn away patch of space and placed itself behind the creatures who flew into it taking Harry with them.

The Burrow

"Oh my go- what were those…things?" Lupin said with curiosity and, something between a mix of fear and horror, in his voice.

Dumbledore was thinking deeply and his hand was cupped around his chin

What were those things? A crossbreed between dementors and… what? Did they work for Voldemort? And most importantly, What did they want with Harry?