A/N: I am glad I have gotten a couple of good reviews and even a favorite from someone! I am going to try to keep this going for a long time, but I am also currently job hunting, so if I get a job, I may not be able to update as frequently as I have been. Also, a friend pointed out to me that I seemed to have more OC's than most fics. The reason behind this is that I wanted Justin to have his own enemies and his own motivation, therefore I had to introduce Allison and Jason. Anyways, I hope you continue to enjoy!

Part 3:

It had been a week since term had ended, and Justin was anxious to get to Paris and meet with Sirius. However, this was not to be. Lupin had come to him the day before, asking him to prolong his journey for a few more days, so he could help move Harry away from the Dursley's house. Justin consented, and hid in Mrs. Figg's house until he saw the Order leave, all seven Harry's accompanied by a member of the Order, as planned. When he seen the Death Eaters, however, He knew he would have to act. He grabbed his own Firebolt (exactly like Harry's, only with a black handle) and shot into the sky, following straight after Lupin and George. He saw Snape cast Sectumsempra and hit George in the ear, and sent a Imperius curse at a random Death Eater. That Death Eater immediately crashed his own broom directly into Snape, and both men fell to the ground fifteen feet below.

Just as Justin looked up, he saw George fall off of the broom he was sharing with Lupin. Justin raced forward, ignoring the shouts of the remaining two Death Eaters, and caught George around the waist, hoisting him onto the broom in front of him. He heard Lupin yell "Take him on to the checkpoint, I will deal with these two!" and shot of, trying with all of his might not to lose grip of George.

They made it to the checkpoint, Lupin's home, and waited for Lupin, who arrived a couple minutes later. Lupin took George and started for the portkey, but turned to Justin and said "Aren't you coming?"

"No, I really need to hit the road. Si... I mean... a friend of mine... is waiting for me in Paris. I should have been there three hours ago. I am sorry Remus."

After Lupin and George left on the portkey, Justin got on his broom and flew into London, landing a few blocks from The Leaky Cauldron. After checking into his room he had reserved, he flopped onto his bed, fully clothed, and was fast asleep.

That night, Justin had troubling dreams...

He was in Azkaban, being tormented by Dementors. It was not his fault he had tried to rape the girl! Why couldn't anyone understand that? He had been fighting the Imperious curse the entire time, but no one believed him. And that damned Justin Potter. How could Justin believe that he had done that to Allison. Just because Justin was sore over the last Duel Club meeting...

Justin awoke with a fright. He knew exactly what had happened, since Dumbledore had already explained to him about Harry's connection with Voldemort. In fact, Dumbledore had shared more with Justin than he had ever shared with Harry. But then again, Harry would not be able to go through with what needed to be done if he knew the truth...

But how had Justin seen into Jason Smith's mind? There had never been any hint of any connection with Smith. 'Oh well.' Justin sighed. 'I guess I will just ask Sirius when I see him tomorrow.

A/N: I know, this is a short chapter. I hadn't planned on adding a part about that flight, but I hadn't figured out how I could introduce the question about Smith without this.