solemnly mine ▫️ g.f.w

f i f t y - o n e

"Where are we?" Ron asked through his pants as he followed closely behind me. Walking through crowds of people. Scanning our surroundings as we felt like we were still being followed. Then the panic began to rise in my body as I thought about George and everyone else back at the Burrow. Where they okay? What was happening to them? Where they all alive and safe?

"Charspree Avenue," Hermione blurted as she kept walking ahead of us, quickly, "I used to come to the theater here with mum and dad. Don't why I thought of it, just popped in my head." Tearing off down a little alley still looking behind us as if someone was coming after us.

"We need to change," Hermione said as she opened her bag. Digging deep down as Ron stared at her in amazement. Pulling out clothing for everyone.

"Daisy I didn't plan that you were coming but just in case I do have some of your clothing."

"Thanks," I said as she handed me a pair of jeans and a shirt to go with it. All of us taking turns to change in the corner before we took off again. Hiding our wands as we hug our heads in the streets to look like we fit in. Heading to Godric knows where, as we still checked our surroundings. 

Finally stumbling upon Luchino Caffe and taking shelter inside. The four of us sitting down and the first table we saw.

"Why am I here with you all?" I asked quietly as I looked back from the door.

"I don't know. If anything I am sorry for dragging you along. It wasn't my plan," Hermione said frantically.

"What about everyone else at the wedding? Do you think we should go back?" Harry asked.

"We can't," Hermione said, "As much as we want to. We can."

"They are after you, mate. We put everyone in danger by going back," Ron said as the waitress came walking over to our table. 

"Ron is right," Hermione hushed.

"Coffee?" She asked.

"Cappuccino please, "Hermione said.

"What she said," Ron followed.

"Same," Harry replied.

"Same here," I continued before she walked away.

"So where do we go from here? Leaky Cauldron? The twins' loft?" Ron asked as I was trying to think of places around here. There was only one I could think of.

"No, it's too dangerous," Hermione said, "if Voldemort has taken over the Ministry then none of the old places are safe. Everyone from the wedding will have gone underground."

Harry quickly budding in, about all his things being left at the Burrow but Hermione shook her head as she looked down at her bag. 

"I've had all the essentials packed for days," She said as all of us noticing as two tall men came walking into the Caffe. Hermione going on about how she felt like something was up or something like this would happen so she planned in advance. Harry and I looking up as we saw the two men who were standing at the counter pull out their wands. Quickly turning around.

"DOWN!" Harry yelled as we all hit the floor. Firing spells as they fired back at us. Hiding behind broken tables and chairs just to get a clean shot at either of them. It didn't last long thanks to Hermione. But we managed to ruin the place just as the waitress walked out. 

"Go," I said.

"Leave," Hermione said. She didn't hesitate. She turned back around and left without a single word.

"Lock the door and get the lights," Harry said as he made his way over to the two strange men. I headed over to the blinds and drew them down as Ron got the lights. All of us making our way behind the counter. Rowel and Dolohov, two death eaters.