'Thoughts and spells'
'Eventual Telepathy'
As Harry regained his balance, one of the Dementors held him and Ed up against the wall, preventing them from helping Dudley, who was attacked by a second dementor, bent on taking his soul. Dark memories of his past began to flash in Edward's mind, causing him to clap his hands together, the familiar sensation of alchemy rushing through him, and slammed his hands onto the stone wall behind him, sending a cement spike at the dementor. Harry, taking the chance of Ed's attack, grabbed his wand and yelled into the dark tunnel "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Sending the familiar and ghostly proud stag as it drove away the guards of Azkaban wizard prison. "Ed, you alright?" Harry asked, concerned for his new friend as he kneeled on the ground, gasping for breath, attempting to will away unconsciousness and nausea and staggered back onto his feet "Yeah, I'm fine Harry. We should get back home, your cousin isn't looking too well." "Right you are, young man. Harry, we need to get you home." A new voice stated. The voice belonged to an old woman with grey hair, wearing a green nightgown with pink and purple flower patterns, pink slippers, a pink nightcap, and holding a cane. "Mrs. Figg?" "Don't put away your wand Harry. They might come back." Mrs. Figg said again, motioning for Ed and Harry to help Dudley up and the four made their way back to Privet Drive.
When they arrived, Ed walked over to his house, Mrs. Figg asking why "My cousin will be worried, but not mad. I'm also kinda tired, so I'll see you tomorrow Harry." "See you tomorrow Ed. Oh, and eat some chocolate, it will help." "Will do, thanks." And with that, Ed walked inside and locked the door. "Hey, Dudley." "Yeah?" "It was worth it." Harry said answering an earlier question of his cousin's. Mrs. Figg already went home, muttering darkly about killing a certain wizard by the name of Mundungus. The Dursleys' had already left the house by then, Harry was in his room, hitting the wall in frustration before falling asleep. Meanwhile, Ed had told Christine about what happened and she pulled a red book with gold writing off her bookshelf. She explained to Ed what a dementor was, and how it was not supposed to be there, let alone attacking innocent people. They then came to the deduction that the dementors were sent there to kill Harry. "Ed, start putting the notebooks back into your suitcase. Some clothes and anything else you might need too. We are going on a trip." She said with a dark smile that even sent chills up Ed's spine sometimes.
"We're going to that place? Cool! Lets go scare the hell out of them!" Ed replied with a wolffish grin he had seen on his teacher's face so many times. Running into his room, grabbing a chocolate bar along the way, Ed continued to will away his oncoming headache and began putting notebooks, full and empty, into a suitcase Chris had enchanted along with his clothes as wallet. 'I wonder what they'll do if I bring this instead.' Ed thought and began placing some of his books and clothes into a messenger bag. Satisfied with his packing, Ed carried his suitcase downstairs to see Chris already waiting for him by the door with her own suitcase and bag as well. Wiff was once again on her shoulder and Amethyst was slung over her other. Not wasting time, Chris muttered a house keeping spell her brother taught her to keep the house clean if they were away for a long time, and locked the door behind them. Once the suitcases were in the trunk of the silver Kia, Ed taped a note to the front door for Harry, knowing he'd try to check on him, and left a coded message of where they were going. Starting the car, Chris drove out of Privet Drive and towards London, where they first appeared, and planned their risky and dangerously fun move.