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Chaos erupted all around the tent as people began to run one way and then another. Screams sounded as mothers tried to find their children and husbands tried to find their wives. It was pure madness.

Harry had his hands securely on my elbow, making sure he did not loose me in the crowd. My eyes started darting around, trying to find Hermione and Ron, but it was just so hard to see anyone.

Finally, my eyes made contact with Hermione's waving hands. I gave a sigh of relief to see that she had Ron clinging to her free hand.

"There they are!" I shouted about the other yelling to Harry.

His eyes followed my gaze until he too saw our friends.

"We have to get over to them and get out of here!" He shouted back.

I nodded my head in agreement and we set off, pushing through the crowd. We only made it about five feet before I ran into a hard body-Jacob.

"Get out of here now!" He yelled at me firmly, giving my shoulder a shove in the opposite direction for emphasis.

"But Jake, we have to get-" I was cut off a second later.

"I will tell Hermione and Ron to leave and meet up with you two later but I cannot have you staying when Death Eaters-"

The next second black smoke apporations began to appear and surround the tent. More screams erupted. And it was almost impossible to see Hermione and Ron now.

"Go now! There is no time!" Jake said, about to change into his wolf form.

I stared at my guardian, realizing that this was probably the last time I would ever see him. I wanted to tell him something, anything, that would sum up everything I needed to say but no words came to my mouth.

"Allie, we have to go." Harry said, pulling me away from Jacob.

I started to feel myself being pulled backward but fought it. "Jake, I-"

"Allie, I love you. Now go." He told me, making eye contact for a split second, silently telling me that he was sorry for what he had said earlier, before morphing into a werewolf on the fly toward the nearest Death Eater.

"Allie!" Harry shouted to get my attention.

I looked away from Jake and toward Harry then. It was after that that my brain began to work and my rationale came back into play. Without thinking, I wrapped my around Harry and pulled us away from the chaos of the Burrow. We traveled through the painfully thin tub that made up the apporation until finally we were squeezed back out.

Harry and I fell to the ground and I began to take deep gasping breaths.

I recovered almost immediately-a task that took Harry a while longer-and began to search our surroundings. The small room was quiet and had only a single lap lightening it, making me feel slightly uneasy. Usually this place was well lit and filled with people.

"Where are we?" Harry asked as he coughed, trying to catch his breath.

I sighed. "We are in La Push. At Jacob's house." I said.

I listened intently to the noises of the house for another moment, trying to search for a familiar sound but heard nothing. "Billy?" I called from further in the house.

"Wait, we are in La Push? As in America?" Harry questioned me.

I didn't answer him but just began walking toward the tiny kitchen. "Billy, are you here?"

"Allie, why the bloody hell would you bring us to La Push?"

"Billy? Seth? Anyone? Good Merlin, will somebody answer me!" I yelled into the bed rooms as I ran a hand through my hand in annoyance. I realized that Harry had questions but but I just couldn't stop to answer them right now. There were more important things to deal with at the moment.

I felt a tug on my wrist and spun back to see Harry-or a red headed man, technically-staring down at me furiously.

"Allie, tell me what we are doing here."

I took a deep breath then wretched my wrist from his hand. "I don't know. It was the first place I could think of to go." I told him honestly before walking out the kitchen door and into Billy's back yard. Lucky for me, Harry followed, causing me to roll my eyes.

"Well, that was a fantastic idea! Allie, there is no way that Hermione and Ron will find us here! And we have no bloody clue where they would go-"

"Stop yelling at me! Dammit! You said to get us out of there. Well look around you!" I put my arms out wide to show him where we were. "We are safe for the moment, okay? Now, shut up and let me think."

I pinched the bridge of my nose between my thumb and pointer finger, taking a deep breath in the process. What needed to be done was finding Hermione and Ron as soon as possible. But the question was how?

"Where-where would Hermione take them to escape?" I asked.

Harry shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, London, maybe."

I nodded, spinning back around and heading to the shed. "Well, do you think you could get a good enough idea, say like a couple of miles, so I can read her or Red's thoughts?" I slid the metal door open, bypassing the motorcycles that on a normal occasion I would kill to check out, and began a frantic search through the drawers of tools and tarps.

"I-I could try." He said, following me in. I didn't respond to him but kept on with my search, ripping the entire place apart as I went. "What are you looking for?" He asked.

I ripped through another large tool box. "Jake always kept a stash of money out here in case of emergencies. I figured we might as well take it since we are here." I went through the last drawer and finally found a thick roll of one hundred dollar bills stuffed inside of a metal pipe. I turned back to Harry and waved the bills. "We are going to need it."

I handed the money to Harry who stuffed it into his pant pocket. "Alright, well I think we should start on the street right out side of the Leaky Cauldron. It's obvious but they would pick somewhere like that to meet."

I nodded in response, knowing that he was probably right. I held my hand out to him and he took it tightly.

Almost instantly we were sucked back into the tube and spit out the other end, finding ourselves several feet from the Leaky Cauldron's entrance. The street was still pretty busy with sets of people walking up one way or walking down the other. I looked down at Harry's watch to see that it was only nine-thirty at night.

How could it possibly be that early?

It felt like a century since the wedding and I had a feeling it would only get longer. I sighed before focusing on the task at hand: finding Hermione and Red. I tried tuning out everyone, including Harry's, thoughts trying to focus on Hermione or Red. At first, I could hear every thought in every mind within a five mile radius. Then I heard silence.

Absolutely nothing.

I got frustrated then. I was pissed as hell because they were not where we thought they would be; but, just when I was about to give up I heard the faint whispers of someone's thoughts.

Find Harry. Find Allie. Get to safety.

I smiled when I heard those words-it was Hermione.

"Well?" Harry asked, seeing the look on my face.

I put a finger up to my lips, making a "shh" sound, as I tried to concentrate harder on the direction in which I thought the thoughts were coming from.

This is ridiculous. We never should have left separately...we'll never find them. I heard Hermione think from what I assumed to be a couple blocks to our left. My eyes shot in that direction, hoping that I could see them but, obviously, they were too far.

I grabbed Harry's hand and began dragging him through the bustling streets of London. I dodged and ducked past the people clogging up the sidewalks, trying to get to Hermione as quickly as possible. My mind stayed connected with Hermione's, trailing her as she too moved through London.

I tugged on Harry's hand, forcing him to go faster. From behind me I could hear the sounds of his feet faltering and then the whoosh of air as he began to fall towards the pavement. I spun quickly and caught him before he made contact with the ground.

"Sorry," I said as I helped Harry back to his feet. "I didn't realize how fast I was going."

He nodded, panting for a few seconds. "Just find her...slowly...for you anyway." Harry told me between breaths.

I nodded my head and smiled sympathetically before starting to race once again down the street. My mind found it's way back to Hermione's and I could tell from the clarity of her thoughts that we were not far apart now. I rounded a corner with Harry close behind me and sighed with relief at what I saw.

Red and Hermione were standing in half a block away, eyes darting frantically from side to side.

I smiled and couldn't help but want to shout out to them. My mouth opened up, about ready to yell, when a hand clamped over it.

A muffled cry escaped my mouth and I spun around to see Harry.

"What'd ya do that for? Don't you see Hermione and Ron!" I asked, half pissed, half truly wanting an answer.

"Allie, London is probably crawling with Death Eaters these days, especially tonight. We don't need that kind of attention." Harry looked around quickly. "Do you think you can run to them without being seen?"

I looked around and saw that no one was really in my way. Red and Hermione kept moving farther and farther away. I nodded. "Yeah, I guess it should be okay."

"Then go stop them. I'll catch up." He told me.

I raised an eyebrow at him, not really sure I wanted to leave him alone here. "Are you sure?"

He nodded in response. "We'll be separated for only a moment. Don't worry."

"Alright," I said before starting to run at vampire speed. I bobbed and weaved my way through the masses of people. In only a fraction of a second I was with Ron and Hermione, pulling them by their collars into a nearby alley before slowing down to a stop.

The two reached for their wands but stopped when they realized who I was.

"Allie! Thank Merlin!" Hermione exclaimed, throwing her arms around my neck. "You are alright."

The girl let go of me as her eyes darted around, a second later her face fell. "Where is Harry? Is he alright? Did something happen?"

I shook my head, trying to calm her before she went into a tangent. "No, he's fine. I just ran here to catch you before we lost you again. Harry should be coming any-" I cut off when I saw him run around the corner and into our alley. "Second." I finished.

He was panting, putting his hand on his knees, and catching his breath.

"We should keep moving." He said, instinctively grabbing my hand and pulling me back out into the bustling road. Hermione and Red followed as we kept walking with no particular destination in mind. After what seemed like hours we came to a quieter side of town. A small coffee shop was on the corner with the neon open sign lit up.

"Come on, let's duck in there for a while." Hermione said, taking the lead.

The three of us followed her into the cafe, letting the warmth and aroma fill us as we entered. The waitress told us to take a seat anywhere and we decided on a booth near the window, a place where we could keep an eye on the street. Harry slid into the booth and I sat next to him, facing the door. I figured it would be safest for all of us if I could get a good look -perhaps a look into the mind-of the people coming in.

"What can I get ya?" The waitress asked when she came back. I thought the girl looked to be a college student with blonde hair, a bored expression, and bubble gum smacking in her mouth. It was totally clear that she didn't want to be there.

"Um, just four lattes please." I said, wanting the woman to go away. Harry, Hermione, Red, and I needed to talk. Now.

She wrote it down, mumbled something about being right back, and went into the back kitchen; leaving us to our own devices during the process. The four of us huddled together, now ready to talk.

"So what's the plan?" Ron asked. "Are we going back to the Burrow?"

"No, Ronald! We cannot go anyone near the Burrow. It is not safe anymore." Hermione exclaimed, furious at Ron for even suggesting it.

"But we don't have any clothes or supplies." Harry added.

"No, we do." Hermione told them before pulling out her small pink beaded purse. The boys stared at it for a moment, giving Hermione a look that said they thought she was nuts.

At that moment two men entered the shop wearing black suits and bowler hats. Their eyes went to us for a split second before pretending that we did not exist and coming to sit in the booth right behind Harry and I.

"Hermione," I heard Harry say as I stayed focused on the men behind me now. "There is no way everything we need is in that bag."

Hermione went into an explanation of how we came to enchant her purse and pack it full of everything we could even need including a tent and food. Heck, my leather jacket was even stuffed into that thing, according to her.

But as Harry and Ron listened intently to every word I was trying to figure out if these men were simply muggles or something a little more sinister.

The two were silent as they sat which I would find odd under normal conditions but now, as I was on edge, it seemed way more creepy. Hermione continued to talk as I zeroed in on their minds. I was hoping-no praying-that they would be thinking of normal, everyday things like money and sex or maybe even a cat but, unfortunately, they were thinking about none of those things.

In fact, they weren't thinking anything.

I couldn't hear their thoughts at all which could only mean one thing...

My hand instinctively went to Harry's knee, causing the boy to give me a strange look. I turned to him, looking at these men behind us from the corner of my eye. I saw the one facing us glimpse in my direction before darting his eyes away just as quickly.

"Allie, what-"

I squeezed Harry's knee harder forcing him to shut up and hiss in pain. He looked up at me and his face looked as if he was ready to yell but an almost undetectable shake of my head caused him to stop. I couldn't tell him what he had just done by saying my name or what we had to do next but I had to warn my friends in some way.

My eyes went to Red and Hermione, both of whom were now silent.

We are not alone. I mouthed.

All three of them froze in fear, not knowing what to do. I jerked my head in the direction of the two men who, by now, were starting to put the pieces together of who Harry and I were and what was going on here.

It was now or never.

I put my hand up to my face, acting like I was going to scratch my nose, and put one finger up.

One.

I lifted another finger.

Two.

One more went up.

Three!

That instant I vampire ran to the other side of the table, grabbing the man closest to me by the neck, as Harry, Hermione, and Ron took out their wands and started shooting disarming spell after disarming spell at the spare man.

I kept one arm wrapped firming around my guy's neck as I grabbed for his left arm. I ripped open his sleeve to reveal the ugly Dark Mark slithering on his forearm.

"Death Eaters!" I yelled to my three friends, confirming what we already knew, as they tried to take out the other one.

I don't know long I was on the ground as the man struggled to break free of my hold but it seemed like an eternity. From my peripherals, I could see Hermione raise her wand and a stream of bright red light shoot forth, it hit the man square in the chest, and he went down with a large thump.

It was over.

The entire room went silent with not a sound to be heard except our heavy breathing. My eyes went to Harry and Hermione as they stood next to each other near the unconscious man.

Harry kicked the guy in the back to make sure he was truly knocked out before laying his eyes on me. He nodded his head, telling me that it was alright, before looking at the man I had my arms wrapped around. Instantly, Harry's face went bone white.

He stood up and slowly made his way toward me.

I didn't know why he was acting so strange. I mean the guy was only unconscious...wasn't he? He hadn't moved in a while so I assumed he was only asleep but...

Slowly, I released my hold of the man and slid out from under him. He slumped to the ground, his back to me. I looked up at Harry again before crawling on my hands and knees toward the front of the man. His head hung low to the ground at a rather impossible angle.

I came to sit in front of him and I froze, not moving, not breathing.

Harry crouched down next to me and put an arm around my shoulder. At the same moment I heard Hermione's heels clicking in our direction.

"Oh, Allie." She breathed out as she too stared down at the cold, blank eyes of the Death Eater.

The Death Eater that I had just killed.

"I-I-I" I stammered to get the words out but I just couldn't. I killed him. I murdered him. He was evil and he wouldn't have thought twice about taking my life but that was not who I was. How could I do such a thing?

"I-I-I was just trying to knock him out. I didn't mean to-"

"I know. I know." Harry said, rubbing my back. "It was an accident." His head darted back to Hermione. "Go wipe the other Death Eater's memory. I accidentally said Allie's name and I don't want to take any chances."

I suppose Hermione nodded in response because the next second I heard her heels clicking back over to the other man.

My eyes stayed glued to the Death Eater. I tried to understand how I could have possibly killed him, how I could have snapped his neck and ended his life without knowing it. Never would I have thought myself capable of something like this.

But I had been changed.

My vampire strength had been kicked into overdrive during the summer when I felt threatened every second of every day. But, still, was it always going to be so easy to break someone's neck? Could I simply touch a person and hurt them?

I looked over at Harry and down at his knee where I had grabbed him. Did I bruise his leg? Did I break something?

I knew I was going to be sick.

I leaned away from Harry and let the entire contents of my stomach spew onto the floor. I puked until everything was out of my system and I coughed, disgusted at myself.

"Come on, Allie. We have to go." Harry whispered, putting his hand around my waist and helping me to my feet. Once I was standing, I let myself fall against Harry, still unable to process what I just did.

"But where are we going to go, Harry?" Red asked from his position next to Hermione. "We can't go back to the Burrow and we cannot stay in London because obviously it is crawling with Death Eaters."

Harry took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose with his free hand. "I-I don't know. We could go to the Order Headquarters, I guess. I mean, it is my house now, after all."

"No, that won't work" Hermione added. "Snape knew about Sirius's house. I don't think it would be safe."

"Well, where then!" Ron asked. "We can't go to Australia with your parents. We can't go to Harry's house nor mine and I doubt that Allie's going to risk putting Jacob's pack in danger. We are out of options."

I cleared my throat as a sudden idea came to me. "I-I know somewhere where we can go. It's pretty secluded and I don't think anyone in the wizarding world would find us there."

Harry looked over at me and smiled slightly. "That sounds like our best option. Where is it?"

I just held out my hand to Hermione and Red. "I'll take us there."

Hermione came to hold my hand and Red took hold of my wrist. My lungs took a large gulp of breath and my eyes took one last look at the man I had killed before closing.

I am sorry. I sent to the dead man.

"Here we go." I said out loud before pulling the four of us into the tube like atmosphere of the apporation Only seconds later we were pulled back out of the tube. Our feet slammed onto the soft sand that covered the ground we stood on.

We all took a deep, greedy breath before looking around at our surroundings.

We were on a white beach with the tide coming in only inches from our feet. There was a house about one hundred feet ahead of us. The house, that reminded me a lot of my family's house in Forks, had walls made of mostly of windows and steel. It was large but surprisingly cozy looking to me.

I think the last time I was here I was about five years old. Jake wanted to escape the city for a while and this was a safe, secure place for us to go. I think we spent over a month here before decided to go back home.

I broke away from my three friends and went up to the front door of the house. I reached under the flower pot where the maid service hid the keys to the house, before removing the key, and putting it into the lock.

The door swung open to reveal the dark, clean smelling interior within. I listened for a moment, making sure we were alone, before turning back to Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

I gave them a small, reassuring smile.

"Welcome to Isle Esme."

I hope you enjoyed this chapter and so sorry for the long wait. I'm hoping I'll be able to get the next one out a little fast. Please let me know what you think! I love hearing from you guys! Thanks for reading!