AN: POV change to Max. I'm just playing around with different styles of writing here. Thanks for the positive reviews.
Upstate New York –
He shoved me out the door. I hated him all of a sudden. Not hate. I wanted him to go away though, but I didn't want him to leave. He was trying to take care of me, and that just reminded me. Reminded me that they were gone, that I'd never see my parents again.
I glared down at the pavement. He was keeping one hand on my shoulder, steering me down the deserted streets towards our hotel, as if I had forgotten where it was. Well, I had forgotten but that was no reason to treat me like I was a child. I was 12 years old. I could handle myself. I mean, I could at least walk by myself. I didn't need him to be totally on top of me about everything I did. I liked him before, back when my parents – no reason to think about that.
Suddenly, he shoved me between two buildings. I nearly fell with the force of the shove. Jerk. I glared up at him, but all of a sudden, four figures followed us into the alleyway. I vaguely recognized them as having been in the diner with us. I looked up at Jake. Protect me, please I thought up at him. He looked down at me and squeezed my shoulder.
"People get hurt following strangers. Town like this." He smiled at them. There were four of them. Two of us. Really, there was one of us and me. Useless. Just like at Waverly. I wished I could pull out the wand in my pocket, but I could only think of what happened to my parents. To Justin. To Alex. Please, don't let that happen to me too.
One of the guys, a grey haired guy with beat up clothes just smiled and said "We're not who you think we are." Yeah, right. This was so bunk. I just wished I'd wake up and be in my own bed, away from Jake and all of this. I wished that every time I went to sleep. I still woke up with Jake watching over me.
"Uhuh. And just who exactly do you think I think you are?" Jake was being confusing on purpose. I used to laugh when he did this. Now I just wanted to cry. But I couldn't. No tears would come anymore. Everything was just so strange. Almost like nothing was real anymore.
"We don't have time to explain. You just have to – " Jake punched the grey haired one in mid sentence, toppling him over. He spun and had his wand out, and, before I had even realized he had made a swing, he shoved me to the street. My arm hurt. Badly.
But then the entire alley flashed with red light as the three remaining figures screamed "Stupefy" and Jake flew back a good 5 yards and then fell to the ground, unmoving. I wanted to scream, but I could only look up terrified at our three pursuers. This was it. I was going to die. Would it hurt? Would I see Mom and Dad again? Would Justin be angry? Would Alex laugh?
The grey haired man stood back up and was rubbing his jaw. "Quite a punch. Understandable, but I wished he'd given us a chance to speak." He looked at the other three then down at me. He turned back to them. "Put your wands down! You're terrifying him." He kneeled down next to me. I scooted back towards a wall.
"My name is Remus Lupin." He smiled. He was going to kill me now. I looked back at Jake. He still wasn't moving. I had to save us. I had to be the hero now. I couldn't move. "Behind me are Kingsley Shacklebolt, Bill Weasley, and Nymphadora – "
The pink haired one, Nympha-something cut him off. "It's just Tonks" She sounded, what was the word? Indignant.
The Lupin guy looked back at me and smiled again. I guess he thought that it was reassuring to smile before killing me. It was just really scary. I tried to back up more, but the wall was in my way. "Yes, Tonks. Anyway, I'm sorry about your friend there. It really is a shame we had to knock him out. He was rather over-protective of you. Understandable, naturally, but it got…in the way."
In the way? I had to do something now. Jake was in danger because of me. Mom and Dad, Alex and Justin. They were all dead. Was it my fault? I had to help somehow. I thrust my hand into my coat pocket and pulled out my wand. I pointed it up at the man. "S-s-stay back!" I stammered. I knew a few spells. I could hurt him. Maybe.
Lupin frowned and slowly reached towards my wand. He grabbed the end of it and pulled it away. "I'm sorry, I haven't exactly made myself clear here, have I? We're not here to hurt you. We're here on
Dumbledore's order," he smiled again "Oh, you've heard of him, have you? Well, we're here on his orders to take you and Jake here to safety. Would that be alright?" He was really asking me. He wasn't going to hurt or force me to go. He was holding my wand, but it still seemed like he was asking me.
The black guy, Kingsbolt?, frowned. "Remus, we don't have time for this." He looked back towards the street. I guess he was expecting to be attacked. Mom had always told me to watch out for allies in the city. Is this what she was afraid of?
Lupin waved him silent. "Well? Can we take you and Jake back to Dumbledore?" I nodded. "Sure. Just so long as you don't hurt us or anything." He smiled again and helped me up. Even if he was planning to kill me, he sure was nice.
The girl, Tonks, smiled and put a hand on my shoulder. "Don't you worry. Everything's going to be fine right after we get back to England." I gulped. England?