sorry for the wait everyone, school started back up again so I have had no time to write.
Disclaimer: you all probably get the point by now that I do not own the Harry Potter Series at all, wish I did but I never will.
Talking: ""
Parseltongue: Parseltongue
He was breath was coming out in short loud gasps. And even though he knew that no one that was chasing him before was around he still kept running, to where however he wasn't sure.
One of the worst things is that every single damn tree in this forest looked exactly the same. He wouldn't be able to tell if he was going in circles even if he slowed down enough to look around.
A little voice in his mind, that strangely sounded a lot like Remus, was telling him to stop running aimlessly around so he wouldn't become more lost than he already was. But he was paying that voice no attention, right now all he wanted was to be far far away. What he was running away from so fast or what he was going to he couldn't name.
Finally as he ran out of breath he collapsed down onto his knees on that dark forest. Once everything had calmed down and the world wasn't spinning anymore he had a sudden urge to be with Sirius. If he had any air in his lungs he would have laughed at the thought.
He had just went through all this trouble to get away and now he wanted to go back., he must be going senile.
However everyone of his thoughts no matter how jumbled they were came to a stop when he heard a mysterious hissing coming from behind him.
The mob of wizards and witches that had been previously chasing Harry Potter had made themselves in to groups so that they could search farther into the forest with more efficiency.
Sirius of course had voiced many times that he preferred to look by himself. Though Remus was having none of that. He knew very well how much of a crazy person his friend could turn into when he was searching intently for something or someone, take Peter Pettigrew for example. Sirius didn't eat or sleep for days when he thought he was catching up to him or when he had caught his sent somewhere. The ex-convict was just that determined of a person and the werewolf knew that. So Remus forced Sirius to look with him for Harry so that he knew that Black wouldn't do anything to rash.
" Can't believe it… just ran off like that… how in the world did he even do magic like that." Sirius mumbled to himself as he sped ahead of Remus.
" Well then we'll have to ask him that once we find him and get him home now wont we."
Remus answering the question that he had no idea he evened voiced caused Sirius to jump a little and stop in his tracks.
He looked back at the ex dada professor who had a calm expression on his face before he answered.
" I guess we will."
Sirius leaned back against a tree and took a deep breath. If he keep going on like this he was going to have a heart attack for sure. But his mind couldn't help but come up with all sorts of horrible things that could be happening to Harry right now well he was so alone.
" Of course that would be after we get him something to eat, preferably soup with a calming draught slipped into it. Then get him set up somewhere like a soft bed or comfortable chair so that we can talk to him rationality and in private." The usually in control wolfs expression turned stern during the last part of his sentence as he looked onto his long time friend.
Sirius tossed him a look and then changed his gaze back to staring at the forest floor. With a sigh he started to speak. " I know ok, Remus I get it."
There was a sharp silence between the two of them before Remus broke it.
" And what, exactly Padfoot, do you know?" his voice was quieter this time.
" That I didn't handle that as well as I should of. And that you would have been so much better at it."
Remus's laughter filling the air startled Sirius more than he knew possible and caused him to look up so fast he swore he could hear his neck crack.
" What, come on mate what's there to laugh at here?"
The werewolf's laughter bubbled down and a slow gentle smile graced him face. " Nothing Sirius, it's just the fact the you don't believe that I'm just as lost on what to do for Harry as you are, I mean you should know that I was actually as close as you were to blowing my top about all of this. You of all people know what Mooney came get like when some one threatens a member of the pack."
The ex-convicts face broke out into a grin. Suddenly the whole situation didn't look as bad as it once was. They would find Harry, bring him home, and him and Remus would get him to open up in a quiet peaceful environment.
" well I do believe we should start looking again Sirius, Merlin only knows how much trouble Harry could be getting himself in this very moment."
Sirius's bark like laugher filled the air as the two of them began their hunt again. This time more determined than ever to find their cub/pup.
" Harry does have a knack for finding trouble doesn't he Mooney."
Remus gave a snort before replying, " Just like his father did."
As soon as the faint hissing hit his ears Harry jumped to his feet. Desperately searching his robes for his wand.
When out from behind a tree came a rather large snake, " Now who could you be human?"
Slowly the snake began to circle around his feet, every once and awhile it looked up and flicked it's tongue at Harry.
"Harry Potter"His voice slipping into Parseltongue before he could even notice it.
The snake paused for a minute stopping in front of his feet and cocking his head to the side as he look up at the boy-who-lived.
"sssssooo you're not one of them?"
Harry's eyebrows shot up at the question. Could the snake be referring to his friends that were following him…. Or maybe it was someone else.
"Excuse me but what," he paused to let out a short cough into his hand, "What exactly do you mean by one of them?"
The snake began it's circle around Harry's legs again as it answered him. "The men, in the long black robes with the skulls for faces."
With that the snake took it's leave slithering away into the dark depths of the forest surrounding Harry.
Deatheaters! What in the world were Deatheaters doing in a forest like this, especially at a time like now when Harry already had so much on his mind.
Then the obvious hit Harry like a bunch of bricks, of course they were after him. Voldemort must have found out about him running away and begin lost by himself somehow.
Not taking a moment to think over what he was doing or going to do, Harry ran off deeper into the forest. And unknowingly right into one of his worst nightmares.
He must have ran on end for hours and hours, or at least that's how it felt to him. He finally stopped when he body demanded that he had to. For most of the air in his lungs was gone from not slowing down and his legs felt as though even a step further would cause him to collapse.
The seeker took a minute to catch his breath. He rested his palms on his knees and took a few deep breathes, silently wishing that he had a broom so that he wouldn't have to deal with all this ridiculous running.
It was only a short amount of time before he gained his breath back. Cautiously he stood up and began to look around, hoping to find something that would lead him back to the Weasleys home.
The next thing he knew he heard a loud rustling coming from some of the bushes behind him. Harry turned around to see of it was a deatheater or something harmless like another snake.
But before he could focus on what it was or even draw his wand a unforgivable was thrown out into woods. Only seconds after he fell to the ground in pain from a crucio curse.
The sound of running hit Remus's and Sirius's ears a long time after they began their search for Harry again.
They stopped and drew their wand ready for any danger that the endless woods could or would offer. But instead they were meant by the sight of a very out of breath Author Weasley. Immediately they put their wands back into their pockets no longer sensing danger.
"Boy's (pant) Just got news from the order (sigh) deatheaters are in the forest!"
Sirius drew out his wand again and started to run straight ahead not even caring if the other two were following him.
He couldn't get very far before Remus reached out and pulled him back by the arm.
"Where in the hell do you think you're going!"
The ex-convict forcefully pulled his arm away from his friend, his eyes were blazing with concern and anger.
" Anywhere! Are you daft we have to find Harry, his life's at stake here mooney!" he gave his friend a stern look before continuing with a slightly hushed voices. " You and I both know that they wont hesitate to bring him to Voldemort or kill him if they get their slimy hands on him."
Remus grabbed his friends arm again to keep him from running off, he then took his wand out again.
" Which is exactly why were going to find him, but gallivanting off into more of the woods with no direction of where they might be is completely foolish."
He looked over to Author and went on. " Author you should find the others were all going to need to speed up our searching."
He nodded not even questioning what the two of them were going to be doing and apparated. To where Remus didn't know but all he cared about was getting Harry home safe and out of the danger that he was so frequently in.
As if on cue a scream could be heard from some where not far in the distance. Sirius ripped his arm away once more and began sprinting towards where the scream came from and was still coming from. Remus was close behind him and heard him when he looked back, not even slowing down, and yelled.
" I believe that we've found our direction!"