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Chapter 19: After this…

MASS BREAKOUT FROM AZKABAN

Last night, Azkaban Prison was attacked by an unknown leader and his group of followers. Although actual identities of these people could not be seen, those who survived the attack gave a description that closely resembled the once large group of Death Eaters that followed He-Who-Must-Not-be-Named. If this grave image wasn't enough, a large number of prisoners have been reported missing.

Unfortunately, these were no ordinary prisoners.

Among the list of the missing are Bellatrix Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Augustus Rockwood, Antonin Dolhov, and more. After further investigation, it has been found that those who have escaped were all death eaters.

Is this a sign of the Dark Lord's return?

~*~

Ron and Draco glanced at each other when McGonagall stared at Harry's seat for a few moments before continuing in her lesson. She was the fourth teacher to realize that Harry was missing from class. "When do you think someone will ask where he is?" The redhead whispered quietly.

Draco shrugged in response. "Probably in potions."

"Is there a problem?" McGonagall questioned when she appeared in front of their desk. The two boys stared at her with widened eyes. How had she come over so quickly?

"No, Professor," they both answered.

Hermione glared at the two. Of course she was concerned about their friend but getting in trouble wouldn't help anyone.

"Then continue your discussion after class unless you want a detention tonight," she said snippily before returning to her place in front of the class.

"What will we tell him?" Ron continued, ignoring McGonagall's warning.

"The truth," the Slytherin answered, looking at his friend as if there was something wrong with him.

"But Harry-"

"Harry should understand the gravity of this situation, especially since he's the one who preparing to fight the Dark Lord. Keeping secrets from the people who are helping him won't benefit him at all. Telling the truth is the right thing to do. You'll see. Harry may be angry with us, but we'll have to deal with it, okay?"

Ron nodded slowly before crossing his arms. He hated betraying Harry's trust but Draco was right. They couldn't hide Harry's nightmares from everyone anymore.

"Are you two done yet?" Hermione hissed angrily.

"Miss Granger! Five points from Gryffindor for talking after watching your classmates being reprimanded for the same reason. I have never seen such blatantly rude behavior!" McGonagall called.

The girl stared at her teacher in shock before dropping her face into her hands in embarrassment.

She was going to kill those two idiots.

~*~

Hermione was seething as they made their way to dinner. Ron and Draco had finally been able to stop her from running away. "You have some nerve telling me it isn't your fault! If I didn't have to stop you two-"

"What are you guys arguing about?" All three jumped up in shock when Harry suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Blimey mate! How'd you do that?" Ron asked nervously, knowing that Severus had spoken to the boy. Harry's glare darkened as he stared at them.

"Now Harry, be reasonable," Hermione told him, unaffected by his frightening look. She continued walking, grabbing Harry's arm along the way. "If we hadn't told Professor Snape, then you never would've. You can't just hide this from the people we're supposed to be trusting. It's only fair that if you don't want to be excluded from information Dumbledore may give your family then you in turn must-"

A hand was clamped over her mouth and they were pushed into a shadowed corner. When Harry turned to Draco, the blonde was holding a finger to his lips. Ron was holding Hermione in a tight embrace. The muggleborn's eyes widened as she pointed out for Harry to look at what she was seeing. Harry's slowly turned his head and saw more then two dozen robed and masked people walking through the halls. In the midst of them was Gregory Goyle. "Well done, Gregory. You've made me very proud!"

"I can't believe he was actually able to pull it off," one muttered.

"Silence your tongue, Bella."

"Father," Draco whispered when he recognized the voice.

Lucius continued. "Hurry, get into the classrooms. I'll find that damn headmaster. Avery, go to the grounds. My son has written that Potter has detention today with that oaf Hagrid."

"Your son is probably lying, Malfoy," Avery scoffed. "He may be fooling you into thinking he's spying on that brat but there's something suspicious about-"

"Go, you insolent fool! If Potter isn't down there, I'll whip Draco myself!"

They heard Avery snicker before his footsteps grew quieter.

Ron grabbed Hermione by the waist and held her close to him. Without hesitation, she buried her face in his robes. When they were sure that the other death eaters were gone, Draco launched and pulled his father into the shadows. Lucius' eyes widened before he relaxed and glared at his son. "Are you out of your mind, boy?" he whispered. "What if I cursed you?!"

"Father, what's going on?" the blond boy asked, ignoring his father's anger.

Lucius sighed and placed a hand on Draco's cheek. "The Death Eaters have come to take Harry and The Headmaster."

"What?" The raven-haired boy said in fear. "So soon? Why didn't you tell us?"

"I warned Albus and your parents with a patronus. Severus has been discovered as a spy-"

"Is he okay?" Hermione voiced quietly.

"He's… surviving."

"Where is he?!" Harry hissed. "You left him to die?!"

"Of course not," Lucius told him, offended. "I threw a portkey at him. The others think I sent him to Albus' office, dead. I sent him to the hospital wing. Madame Pomfrey is taking care of him."

"Well then what are we doing now?!"

"Your family will be here in a few seconds, literally. They'll go to the Great Hall and help them evacuate the students. Some will be going down to the trophy room, while the others will be making their way down to the dungeons through the back exit of the Hall. Once they're all gone the Headmaster will follow me with your family close behind. The aurors are already in their hiding spots."

"The aurors? How long have you known about this attack?"

"Since yesterday."

"And you didn't tell us?!"

Lucius wanted to strangle the boy. "Harry, I'm telling you now so lower your damn voice. What is the nearest secret passage?"

"Down the hall and to the right," Hermione answered. "Behind the-"

"It doesn't matter to me," Lucius snapped in irritation. "Go to it, now! Get out before they find you. Make sure Harry is safe. Draco…"

Draco looked up at his father with an emotionless look on his face.

"Carlisle?" The kind vampire looked up at the call of his name. Lucius was standing at his door, a hesitant look in his eyes. "May I speak with you in private?"

Carlisle nodded. "Of course, come in. Close the door behind you." Lucius nodded and pulled on the knob as he walked in. "What is the matter?" The wizard opened his mouth to speak but Carlisle's laugh interrupted him. "Aren't you going to sit? That aristocratic posture you have will start to pain you one day."

"Says the vampire that's posture is perfect even when slouching," the man grumbled as he took a seat. Carlisle gave another laugh before allowing Lucius to continue. "I… have a problem and I don't usually do this but-"

"You need my assistance?"

Lucius frowned before his lips thinned and he nodded in embarrassment.

"What's upsetting you, Lucius? You are usually one to hide your emotions."

He let out a shaky breath before looking Carlisle straight in the eyes. "I'm scared…for Draco."

"What's wrong with Draco?"

"Nothing, nothing at all, but… some Death Eaters are trying to find a way to raise the Dark Lord. They're already talking about our children being initiated once He's back. If Draco ever fell into my position… I cannot even begin to fathom the heartache I will feel to know that Draco might be dragged into the same fate I have been pushed into."

Carlisle stared at the man in confusion. "What are you asking of me, Lucius?"

"I know that it is a lot to ask of you…but he loves your family so… and I know not to doubt your coven's strength…"

The vampire nodded, urging him to continue.

"If Draco's life is in jeopardy… if he becomes involved with anything concerning the Death Eaters… I need your promise that you will protect him. If they end my life, I want to die knowing that my son is safe. Please, Carlisle, I will do anything for your family if you will take him under your wing when he needs protection."

"I don't want anything from you, Lucius."

Lucius looked near devastation. "Carlisle, I will do anything, please just think-"

"Protecting Draco would be an honor." Carlisle smiled when Lucius turned to see Esme standing behind him.

"How did you…"

The woman smiled and placed a reassuring hand on Lucius' shoulder. "We love Draco like our own. Asking us to protect him was simply unnecessary."

"It would insult me if I didn't do anything in return."

Esme bit her lip before walking out of the room and re-entering a few seconds later. "Can you taste these cookies? Harry likes them but he's biased. After all, he is my son."

"…you surely jest, woman!"

"Keep yourself safe, son," Lucius nearly begged. "Emmett and Jasper will find you soon enough. Hagrid is waiting for you with a portkey."

"How did you have this all planned?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Oh it was much more complicated than this before. We're just lucky that you never seem to go along with the plan, Potter." Lucius hugged them all before walking back into the light of the hallway and disappearing into one of the classrooms.

"This is it, huh?" Harry asked them shakily. Hermione nodded while Ron gave him a brave look.

"We should go to Hogsmeade after this, play some chess and relax, you know?"

"We could fly around on our brooms for a while," Draco piped in. "I'm sure the school will give us some time off for being the youngest wizards to defeat a dark lord."

"It sounds like a lovely plan," Hermione answered earnestly, with a slight quiver in her tone.

Harry smiled, giving them one last sign of assurance. "Time to go."

Together, they ran down the hall and away, praying that everything was going to be okay.

~*~

"Finally," Hagrid said in relief when he saw the four. "I thought they'd gotten to ya! Come on now! Hurry up!"

"Where's this taking us Hagrid?" Ron asked quickly.

"Now, I can't tell you that! Anyone can be listening! Hurry up, grab on!" When they all took hold of the portkey, Hagrid counted and they felt a tug at their naval. When they all opened their eyes and let go, they fell onto a dusty floor which caused them to cough and sputter furiously. "Are ya alright?" the giant asked.

"We're fine," Draco told him. "Some warning would have been lovely."

"Where are we?" Harry asked, looking around.

"The Shrieking Shack," Hagrid whispered.

"What?!" Ron shouted, his face turning pale. "This place is supposed to be-"

"Honestly, we run around Hogwarts with Sir Nicholas following right behind and he's still afraid of ghosts," Hermione said exasperatedly.

Ron glared at her. "You're lucky you're my girlfriend and that we're in an emergency situation right now."

Hermione grinned and took his hand. "Where are we going to next, Hagrid?"

"We're staying 'ere for a few more minutes 'til a black carriage appears outside. It'll take us out of Hogsmeade to another portkey location."

They all waited in silence before Hagrid stood at the window and nodded. "There it is."

Harry ran towards him and looked out. He frowned at what he saw. That ominous looking carriage, with the black horses and the cloaked figure was taking them to the next portkey? "Are you sure, Hagrid?"

"Yea, Fletcher is underneath that hood. We'll be alright."

Harry shrugged. Most people didn't say nice things about Fletcher, but this was their only hope right now. "Okay, come on. Let's go."

They all followed Hagrid out and to the carriage. "Fletcher!" Hagrid called out. The man nodded at Hagrid's voice. "Come on, kids. Get on in." He opened the carriage door and they all froze. Inside wad Mudungus Fletcher, tied up and shaking furiously, yelling things they couldn't understand. Harry immediately reached for his wand while Draco's fell out of his holster into his hand. The blond pointed it up but the figure was gone.

"Back to back!" Harry commanded. They all turned and pressed against each other. Hagrid pointed his umbrella up, trying to defend them all in anyway they could.

Ron's hand was shaking as he grasped his wand tightly. A movement caught his eye and he shouted out a "stupefy!" The figure fell to the ground. "Harry, watch out!" All of them were distracted by the shadow that was flying towards their friend. They all raised their wands towards it, not knowing that something else was waiting behind them.

Hermione let out a shriek when someone grabbed her by the waist.

"Let me go!" Draco demanded when two men grasped his arms.

"Hermione!" Ron raced towards his girlfriend but he was shot down by a Cruciatus.

"Stop! Leave them alone!" Harry shouted. He heard a giggle that chilled him to the bone.

"Poor little Potter. Did you think we actually believed that traitor Malfoy?"

"What did you do to my father?!" Draco growled. Hermione sagged in relief when Ron stopped screaming and, instead, lay on the ground, panting. "What did you do to him?!"

"Don't you worry about dear old Lucius, Draco. When he dies, Auntie Bella will take care of you." Suddenly, several jets of light hit Hagrid and the giant fell backwards, unconscious. "Well their goes the muscle of this team." Harry gasped when an arm grabbed him from behind. Bellatrix Lestrange snaked a hand around his face. "Who's next?"

"You are a lot stronger then you are crazy, huh?" Harry grunted as he struggled against her.

The deranged death eater laughed. "Bring those vermin back to the school to show to those pretty vampires. I'll take this one."

Harry hissed in pain when Bellatrix jabbed her wand into his back. "You leave-"

"Shh, darling. It's not time for you to talk right now. Prepare yourself. You're going to go on an apparition trip."

And with a last scream of "HARRY!" from Hermione, the view of his friends disappeared and he found himself in a dark room, alone with his godfather's insane cousin.

Bellatrix stood in front of him with an odd grin on her face. With a wave of her wand, he was pulled against the wall by chains that latched onto his wrists and ankles. His eyes widened as he watched her pull out a dagger from the back of her skirt.

"Ah shit."