This Is Just A Story Of A Broken Soul R/H H/G(most, a seventh year action packed journey

[ronsidol]

[FONT=Courier]Harry sat in his dusty room in privet drive with his two best friends, Ron and Hermione. Talking somberly about what they might do when they had fulfilled Dumbledore’s request to stay at the Dursleys until his birthday. The three of them had all finally passed there test and were all legally able to apparate which would come in handy when they needed to get away quickly from places where horcruxes had been hidden. Harry’s plan was originally to leave on his birthday and journey to godric’s hollow to reminisce over his parent’s grave wondering what his next move would be but he realized that Dumbledore probably had suspicions written down of places that could possibly hold horcruxes. This was only a slight suspicion but he knew that if he wanted to solve this that godric’s holler was the place that he needed to go.
“Harry… what are you thinking about,” said Hermione’s voice quivering a little.
Harry had been so deep in thought that he forgot to pay attention and stopped talking.
“I think,” Harry said unsurely, “that our first stop will be godric’s holler and then I think we will need to find out what Dumbledore knew.”
“How will we find out what Dumbledore knew?” said Hermione although she knew the answer pretty well.
“We need to get to his office,” Harry said sounding a little unsure, “in Hogwarts”
“But Harry how will we get to his office,” said Ron speaking up, “isn’t it professor McGonagall’s office now?”
“If I know professor McGonagall,” said Harry, “she won’t touch anything of Dumbledore’s.”
They sat quietly for roughly an hour and then Harry broke the silence with two choked and horrid sounding words that they all had dreaded to ever hear again.
“My scar,” Harry spluttered as he collapsed onto the ground.
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Ron was so scared he had no idea of what to do. Hermione sat there with a blank look on her face as if she was in utter shock. Ron looked at Harry and could see the veins on his neck wriggle and pulse making it look like he was having a seizure. Ron reached down to Harry and looked into his eyes. He bore a blank meaningless expression as though he was neither awake nor asleep. He started to jerk around as though he couldn’t breath. Ron’s face was streaked with tears but he still kept trying to help Harry. Suddenly Hermione got up and ran straight for Harry.
“Ron, His brain is being inflicted with too much pain from his scar voldemort must be close we need to get out of here,” she said.
“Apparate to the burrow, Hermione,” Ron said, “take Harry”
“Where are you going?” said Hermione angrily
“To get Dumbledore’s cloak,” said Ron almost without thinking.
“Ron are you crazy,” said Hermione, “you’ll never make it out the cloak is all the way downstairs and I bet that’s where You-Know-Who will probably be.”
“Hermione, I’ll be fine,” Ron said, “we can’t leave the last remainder of albus Dumbledore be destroyed, its something I have to do Hermione I’m sorry.”
Hermione looked disapproving and scared but realized it must be done. Ron leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. His face went bright red and hurried out of the room looking very embarrassed. Hermione grabbed Harry around her and held him tight as she imagined the burrow and was soon there with Harry holding on tight. Molly Weasely almost had a seizure herself when she saw them then she said two words.
“where’s Ronald”
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Ron walked down the eerily dark hallway that leads to the stairs. Harry had stashed Dumbledore’s secret cloak in the cupboard under the stairwell which seemed incredibly stupid to Ron currently. Ron heard a squeal from downstairs proving Ron’s theory that voldemort was killing the Dursley’s. Ron crept silently down the stairs and saw that voldemort had his back to Ron giving Ron a chance to sneak down the stairs. He was doing well by not making noise as he slowly went down the stairs until he stepped down onto a creaky old stair. It made a huge sound causing the hunched over figure in the living room to turn around. Ron had lost his stealth and ran full speed down the rest of the stairs. Curses were flying towards him and they barely missed him. His robes were singed and black. Right as he was entering the cupboard he was hit with a jinx causing pain to surge through his left arm. He fell into the cupboard holding his arm as he locked the door. Jinx’s flew through the door but missed Ron. Ron groped in the dark for the cloak. He grabbed it and put it on then apparated back to the burrow. When Ron arrived he looked in shock at what he had actually grabbed. In his hand was a sheet.
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Ron looked at the sheet and almost burst into tears. He was lightly sobbing as tears dripped from his eyes and fell upon the sheet.
“All this for nothing,” He repeated softly.
He threw the sheet down and suddenly it fell open Ron could see a golden glimmer to the otherwise purple sheet on the inside. He took the inside sheet out and breathed a deep sigh of relief as he held the cloak of Albus Dumbledore the greatest wizard the world had know, Harry would be very proud. Ron was instantly aware of his current surroundings. Harry’s limp body was spread across the table with his arms hanging over the sides. Madame Pompfrei stood over him looking at his body. Another wizard who Ron did not know but was wearing a uniform that showed he was a doctor. Molly Weasely sat in the corner tears dripping from her wet handkerchief, she obviously hadn’t noticed him but Hermione had. She was instantly next to him looking at the cloak that lay in front of them. You could see a smile break on her deep and sad face that was still streaming with tears. Molly looked over and noticed that her son had arrived.
“Ronald!” she exclaimed excitedly and rushed over to give him a hug then whacked him on the back of the head, “what in the bloody hell were you doing!”
“I’m sorry mother,” he mumbled.
“Don’t ever do…,” she couldn’t finish her sentence because she was crying so hard.
“How is Harry?” Ron Said in a croaky voice.
“the doctors said that he will probably make a good recovery and that it was a good thing that he got out of that house when he did,” Hermione said, “what happened when you fetched the cloak?”
Ron gulped and said “He killed them they were dead he heard me and I barely escaped but I still can’t use my left arm.”
Mrs. Weasely almost had a fit when she heard that he had actually been jinxed. Ron was treated right after they lay Harry down after his treatment. Ron had been hit with a curse meant to stop all of the bodies function (“a bit of dark magic,” The Doctor Muttered.) and Harry should be better in the morning.
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Sunlight streamed into Ron’s room at the burrow while he tossed and turned in his sleep. Finally Ron figured he couldn’t sleep anymore and there standing over him looking down was none other then Hermione granger. Ron’s heart seemed to stop when he saw her standing there looking down until she realized that he was awake and looked away rather pink.
“I-I-I j-j-just came to ch-ch-chech to see how your doing ,” she stuttered.
Ron couldn’t take it anymore he burst out laughing making Hermione even more embarrassed. Ron realized this and immediately looked away.
“How’s h-h-Harry,’ he said making a joke.
“Very funny, Ron,” said Hermione though her voice was still quivering, “he looks really pale and hasn’t woken up yet but he’s alive and breathing.”
Ron sighed a relieved sigh. He was afraid of the worst but it seemed that Harry had survived this episode.
“What did the doctor say after I went upstairs to sleep,” Ron asked casually.
“He said that if the curse had hit you any farther down on your arm you wouldn’t be here right now,” Hermione said.
Ron’s face went pale as he realized just how close he came to death. It took a couple of seconds for the shock to sink in then Hermione broke the silence.
“Ron, that was an extremely stupid thing to do,” she said softly, “you could have died.”
“Hermione, Albus Dumbledore was the greatest man alive and entrusted the three of us with his cloak that had been sowed out of fabrics from Merlin, this cloak is centuries old and the last heirloom from Dumbledore’s family, the last thing that showed him that his great, great, great, great grandfather was Merlin, that should be cherished and I can not let something like that get destroyed.”
Hermione leaned in and slowly kissed him on the cheek.
“You are very brave Ron, Said Hermione as tears gathered in her eyes.
Ginny peered into the room and saw what was going on so she walked away smiling humming one of her favorite songs from the weird sisters.
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An aroma of sausages, eggs, and bacon filled the small room that Ron had spent the night in. Hermione realized that it was breakfast time so she grabbed Ron’s hand from the bed as he protested and dragged him down stairs. He shut up the minute he saw all the food on the table. Fred and George Weasley (who had apparated the minute they heard the news) burst out laughing at the sight of Hermione dragging Ron (still in his nightwear) being dragged down the stairs to breakfast. Hermione and Mrs. Weasely both cast them the same scornful look causing them to shut up.
“My god, Hermione, you learned the evil stare our mother uses!” Fred Exclaimed.
“It’s quite eerie, Hermione,” George said pretending to be scared.
Everybody in the kitchen burst out laughing at this and Mrs. Weasley continued making breakfast. Ginny Weasely walked down the stairs with her eyes have closed.
“What’s so funny,” Ginny mumbled.
“Nothing me and George here were just noticing the similarities between our dear mother here and Hermione’s scornful stare,” Fred said through fits of laughter.
“That’s nice,” said Ginny serenely obviously not paying attention.
Ginny grabbed for the cereal and poured herself a bowl of wizard-o cereal.
“Ginny, don’t eat cereal I have a nice breakfast here,” Mrs. Weasley said angrily.
“In a minute,” Ginny said not paying attention again.
“Where’s dad,’ said Ron noticing Mr. Weasley’s absence.
“He had to go to work early today because of the…..attack last night,” Mrs. Weasley said hesitantly.
As breakfast droned on everybody was getting more anxious for Harry to wake up finally Ginny broke the silence.
“I’m not going back to Hogwarts,” Ginny said as she approached the topic she had waited to open up, “I’m going with Harry, Ron, and Hermione.”
“You are not!” Ron and Mrs. Weasley said at the same time.
“I am not going to have to worry about my kid sister while I help Harry defeat….you-know who!” Ron said angrily
“You can’t even say his name so how you expect to defeat him!” Ginny yelled. “I am coming.”
“No, you are not,” said Mrs. Weasley, Ron is going and I’m not going to risk another child!”
“So you’d rather risk me!” said Ron angrily.
“Ron,” said Hermione, “keep out of this you know what she means perfectly well.
“I am going,” said Ginny.
“I’m sorry Ginny but I can’t risk your life,” said a voice from the top of the stairs.

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Everybody looked up as the very pale Harry potter slowly walked down the stairs. His green eyes lacked liveliness and his skin was bone white. He looked down at the gathering as they gasped at him.
“Harry,” Ron said shocked, “how are you doing?”
“I’ve been better,” said Harry, “but I wouldn’t be doing anything at all if it wasn’t for you and Hermione.”
“Harry, we hesitated it’s because of Hermione your still alive,” said Ron.
Hermione smiled at him thinking that it was really nice of him to give her all the credit though she really didn’t deserve it.
“Ginny can I have a word with you,” said Harry softly.
She got up and they walked right out the door she looked him in the eyes. He looked right back and started to snog her. She pulled away and looked at him.
‘Harry I’m not like that you can’t just have me whenever u goddamn feel like it,” she said angrily. She started to storm off in a huff but Harry ran up to her and grabbed her shoulder.
“Ginny I’m sorry I just missed you and want for us to be back together but I don’t think that’s possible,” said Harry as tears fell down his face.
Ginny gave him a huge hug as they just sat there in each others arms. Tears poured from Ginny’s eyes on to Harry.
“Harry I need to come with you,” she said finally, “I can’t let you go this road without me and I’m willing to take the chance because I can’t walk down my road without you.”
Harry gave it a lot of thought as his stomach did flip-flops. Finally as time passed Harry came to a decision.
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“Ginny, I could not imagine spending all this time away from you and not knowing what is happening to you would be torture,” Harry said finally, “the way I see it you’re in no more danger with us than at your house. If voldermort wants you he will have to go through us, but there are two things you must promise to do beforehand, you must get permission from your mother, and you must promise that if it gets too dangerous you will return.”
“Yes, Harry,” said Ginny Excitedly.
Harry smiled but knew that it would be hard for Ginny to get Mrs. Weasely to agree to let her baby go, especially since Ron is already going. Harry walked into the kitchen seeing everybody sitting there silently.
“Why is everybody so quiet this morning?” Harry said playfully.
“We’re all just glad your still here,” Mrs. Weasely said with a look of mourning on her face, “I really would like you to reconsider…”
“No,” Harry said before she could finish.
“But Harry…,” she started.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Weasely, but it’s my destiny and that’s all there is to it,” Harry finished.
An expression of pure horror spread across Harry’s face instantly.
“W-w-what happened to the house,” said Harry stuttering.
“It was burned to the ground,” Mr. weasely answered.
“My god, the cloak, the note, all destroyed,” Harry said.
“Not entirely,” said Ron smiling, “I managed to save it and survived with a minor injury.”
Harry had a look of utter shock as Ron slowly pulled out a cloak with a note and a locket on the inside. Harry hadn’t yet got the courage to open the letter and read the last words that Albus Dumbledore had for him. Ron was over eager to read it but Hermione said that Harry would open it when he’s ready. Ron always tried to hide his emotions but Hermione ad caught him occasionally sitting on his bed tears dripping from his face. Hermione wished that Ron could open up a little more so she could comfort him. She realized now that every time she saw him she felt strange like she wished there was something she could do to stop him from hating himself over this. He had come up with the theory that he had the chance to stop Malfoy but didn’t do it and now felt that he was the reason Dumbledore was dead. She tried to talk to him about this but he refused to talk about it.
“I need to read what this letter has to say now before anything has the chance to stop me,” Harry said.
With that sentence Harry reached in and grabbed the letter addressed to him from Albus Dumbledore.
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Dear Harry-
If you are reading this I have died before the war is finished which puts you in full charge of destroying the dark lord. I have the list of what I suspect the horcruxes are. I believe the first one is the cup of Hilda Huffelpuff, I believe the second one to be the snake, Nagini, also the locket, the diary, the ring, The helmet of Godric Gryffindor, and the-
CRASH
::Harry jumped and saw the door to the Burrow’s door had been blown straight off the hinges and was now lying on the stairs. He saw with utter disgust standing in the door was the man Harry despised as much as Voldermort, Severus Snape, with one exception running across his face was a large purplish scar. One of his eyes was scarred and his eye looked as if it had been clawed out. Harry dropped the letter not thinking and grabbed his wand. Harry’s hand was on his wand but not before Snape had shot a purplish curse which Harry barely dodged. He cast a curse causing Snape to be sent flying out the door. He ran to the stairs and quickly made his way to the top. Severus looked up as Anger swelled up in Harry’s chest.
“What’s with the scar,” Harry said snidely, “trying to impersonate me?
“I had a little fight with your friend Remus while he was in full werewolf form. It’s a shame he really was a nice man,” Severus said smiling.
:::Harry couldn’t stand it but just as Harry started to mutter the death curse Severus aimed one right at Harry. Harry didn’t have a chance to dodge it as it aimed right for him. He closed his eyes until he heard a scream. Harry opened his eyes and Lying before him on the floor was the limp body Mrs. Weasely. Harry was now at rage aimed his wand right at Severus but He disapperated. Harry’s eyes filled with Tears as he looked down at the limp form of Mrs. Weasely. He knew she was dead and fell down to the floor looking into her lifeless eyes. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t yell, he couldn’t bring her back all he could do was cry over the lifeless form of the only women that had Been a mother figure to him. Harry’s hatred for Snape was at the oiling point as he thought of the people he had murdered in cold blood. Dumbledore, Remus, Mrs. Weasely everybody that had ever been close to him had been murdered by the man that Harry now sought out for the revenge. As he looked at Mrs. Weasely He felt as if he was falling into a dark hole that he could never climb out of and he slowly fell into darkness and fainted.
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Ron ran into the house after hearing the explosion and hearing the sounds of the fight. When he entered the room through the back door He immediately wished he hadn’t. Lying on the floor was his mother and he could tell she was dead. Harry was lying next to her but he wasn’t dead he had just passed out. Ron yelled and soon Fred, George, Mr. Weasely all stood in the room looking at Mrs. Weasely.
“Mother what happened!” Fred yelled.
“Snape did it he was going to kill me but out of nowhere she jumped in front of it saving my life then Snape disappeared like a coward,” Harry said softly as if he was deep in thought.
“Snape shall pay, dearly,” Ron said Tears falling quickly from his face.
Harry was crying just as much as everybody else because He too felt as if he was part of the family.
“She paid you back for saving half of this family,” Said Mr. Weasely.
“I thought Voldermort had given them specific instructions not to kill me,” Harry said
“Voldermort just wants you dead he doesn’t care how anymore,” Said Mr. Weasely.
Harry reached for where the letter had been, but looked and saw only charred peaces of paper where it had fallen to.
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“No, no it can’t be, It can’t be gone Dumbledore’s letter has to be here somewhere,” Harry said looking everywhere possible for the letter.
Harry finally gave up the search after looking everywhere possible. He looked around seeing Mr. weasely looking out the window.
“Harry We’re taking you, Ron, And Hermione, And Ginny to stay at Number 12 Gimmauld place,” Mr. Weasely Said, “you will Be there By yourselves so that is why we decided that Ron, Ginny, And Hermione will be going with you. Tonks will be here any second; all your stuff is packed. You will be staying there for the rest of the summer and at the end of the summer you shall go on with any plan you have but not until the end of the summer.”
“Yes sir,” Said Harry happily for the first time since him and Ginny stopped dating.
As hard as Harry tried to tell himself that it was for her own good the more he really missed the way it was. He tried to say that having to end it wit Ginny didn’t have a huge effect on him but he knew it did have a huge effect on him. He knew that Ginny was the only person that had made him happy and now they could no longer talk as tey had before and it killed him inside. He wanted more than anything to e with Ginny but in his heart he knew he couldn’t but he didn’t care about that at the current time. All he really cared about was being with Ginny and so that was what would happen that summer.
Harry sat on the couch as his three friends came down the stairs. All three of the children’s faces were red and there eyes were puffy. Ginny ran into Harry’s waiting arms as he held her close as tears fell from the faces. Surprisingly Hermione cried into Ron’s shoulder while tears fell from his face into her hair. Ron whispered “it’ll be all right” continuously although Ron knew for a fact that it would not be all right.
“I’m sorry,” Harry whispered to Ginny.
“It’s not your fault,” Ginny said to Harry through sobs, “There was nothing you could do for Mom.”
“I promise you that No matter what Severus Snape shall be dead by my hands,” Harry said and then his face fell into Ginny’s bloody red hair and he cried also.
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They sat like this until Tonks came. You could tell that she too had been crying and still was when she opened the door. When she arrived she didn’t say anything just hurried over and hugged Mr. Weasley. She then hugged each of the children.
“It isn’t safe here anymore we must be leaving,” Tonks said abruptly.
“Children please be careful, order members will check up on you to bring you food but it is impossible to Apparate into the house so there is a special knock, It goes 2 Knocks-pause-1 knock-pause-3 knocks-pause, If that isn’t how they knock don’t let them in,” Mr. Weasley told them all.
“Yes,” they all said in unison.
They all got in the car and said nothing the whole trip. Harry and Ginny kept glancing at each other to tell each other that it’s ok. Hermione was crying into Ron’s shoulder as Ron held her close to him trying to comfort himself as well as her. He still couldn’t get the image of his mom lying dead on the ground and Harry lying over her. Ron was so worried that Harry had died along with his mother. Hermione came running into the room after hearing Ron’s cry of “mother! Harry!” and saw the same scene.

Tonks remembered the vivid scene of Lupin fighting Snape. Lupin was at his house when Snape burst threw the window. It had been a full moon and Lupin was under control but he was tied down to stop him from taking any destructive actions. Lupin didn’t have a chance Snape got close and Lupin but his face. Snape started fuming and used sectumsempra. Tonks was hit with a charm stopping all movement and fell down the stairs. Snape looked down at her with pity and kicked her until she was knocked out.

They soon arrived at number 12 grimmauld place and Tonks parked in front of it. She walked up and let them in.
“this is where I leave I trust Arthur told you everything you need to know but if you ever need any help just say the spell “aracrial demarno” and the order members will come. Mundungus will be stopping by later with food.
Tonks left and everybody sat there crying.
“I guess we should figure out the rooms,” Harry said breaking the silence.
“Ya,” said Ron.
They all ran upstairs and grabbed bedrooms. Ron walked into his bedroom looking into the darkness. There was a crash then the door closed. All of the sudden Ron felt something grab his leg. He started screaming in a girlish screech. He heard Hermione and Ginny Banging on the door screaming his name. Ron was pulled to the ground as a mirror fell over onto him. The glass smashed everywhere.
“Victarius movacios,” Ron yelled as a red flame shot out of his wand lighting the darkness. The flame hit the robes of the target. He looked at the flaming body and saw it was none other than Lupin.
“Lupin’s an inferi!” Ron yelled.
Suddenly somebody smashed through the door. Standing in the doorway was Tonks, and moody.
“Tonks look away,” Ron croaked.
Ron had said that too late because Tonks had already looked and had a look of sheer horror on her face. Moody Instantly took charged and wrenched Ron from The former Lupin’s Grasp. Ron ran out of the room into Hermione’s arms. He was shaking from fear as the scene played over in his head. The instant he saw Lupin’s face he felt sick.
“so this is what they do to us,” Ron asked, “murder our friends and use them against us?
Hermione was speechless for once in her life.
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“Where is Harry?” Hagrid said appearing at the door
“He ran down the hallway past the door when Ron called out, He turned into the drawing room. Tonks walked down the hall slowly not to startle Harry. The door was closed so Tonks reached for the doorknob. The minute she touched it she drew her hand back with a yelp.
“The doorknob’s charmed,” Tonks said shaking her hand, “I can’t open it.”
“Harry, Open the door,” Ron said, “its safe.”
“Not for Harry,” a cold, dark voice called from the door.”
“Who’s in there?” Tonks said, her voice quivering
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” the voice said laughing.
“He’s possessed,” Ron whispered to Tonks, “I can hear it in his voice.”
“We need to break it open,” Hermione said.
“We can’t He used the iron lock curse,” Tonks whispered
Then the door opened and Harry fell out with a shocked look on his face. Ron looked at him realizing he had been paralyzed.
“Get him down stairs!” Tonks yelled at them, “WE ARE NOT LOSING ANYONE ELSE!” she made perfectly clear.
Ron lifted Harry up onto his shoulder and carried him into the living room laying him softly on the couch. Meanwhile Tonks raised her wand and walked cautiously into the darkened room. She heard scratches on one side of the room and turned around quickly. Suddenly she was grabbed from behind by a sharp clawed hand. She tried to turn around but was grabbed again and held tight. The hand covered her mouth and pulled her back causing an extreme pain to rush up her back. Finally she passed out and her body fell to the ground. There was a loud crack and the clawed-fingered man disappeared.
Ron looked down at Harry seeing that his scar was opened wide as if something had spread it open. His eyes bore a blank look. There was blood dripping from his mouse. There was a large bump on the side of the head. He had a long cut going from his left eye down to his nose. His mouse was opened in an O shape. Moody limped down to Ron Noticing Harry lying on the couch.
“Ron you need to get some rest,” Moody said as his face slowly distorted to be replaced by a Short man with long hair and scars running zigzag over his face, “good night,” he said and waved his wand sending Ron falling to the ground.
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Hermione heard a thump from the room Tonks had entered and quickly pointed her wand at the door afraid. She slowly moved towards it and pushed it open, her wand still at the ready. She looked into the darkness seeing nothing but hearing a soft hiss from inside the room. Mist fogged the room so you couldn’t see a thing. Hermione heard a groan and looked in thinking it was probably Tonks.
“Lumos,” Hermione said softly.
Hermione crept silently into the room but couldn’t see anything but the mist surrounding her. She heard a hiss come from directly in front of her but also heard a low moan. She crept silently forward and aimed her wand towards the ground. She heard the hiss directly in front of her and saw it. There was a huge snake with large beady eyes about as long as the body of Tonks was. She looked down and saw Tonks was shallowly breathing but was cut and two large handprints on her arms. Hermione looked scared and slowly saw the snake uncoil from Tonks’s bloody, cut, mangled body. Her eyes were open in a look of horror and revulsion. The snakes long red body moved slowly towards Hermione. She walked backwards slowly not taking her eyes off the snake. Suddenly she lost her balance and fell to the floor at the exact second that the snake jumped. It missed her and she stood up quickly but was roughly grabbed and pulled into the mist. She was caught off guard and dropped her wand losing the light so she did the only thing she could do. Hermione granger screamed.

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thats all i have right now i'll write some more if i get more bumps on WB boards

[passionrulsusall]

cliffy! grr..

[AlyssaLiz]

But how could all those people get in? Isn't the house un plottable and secret keeper protected?

Katelyn

[ronsidol]

you'll have the answer when you find more about the little man