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YEAR 5: The Dementor attack

FILLER CHAPTER

QOTC🌸: If you could accomplish anything in the world (occupation) what would it be and why?

AOTC✏️: I would want to be a best selling author because I want to be able to bring inspiration to children and adults alike and create them a world that they could escape too through just the words in my book💛

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Now
Something so sad
Has hold of us
That
The breath
Leaves
And we can't even
Cry.

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**HARRY P.O.V**

I sat on the rusty old play ground swing listening to the rusty chain squeak. Life had been miserable at the dursleys. The nightmares had gotten worst and I kept having dreams about Cedric. Towards the beginning of summer every time I heard a noise I would whip out my wand paranoid that Voldemort would be there but then I realized that it was much to risky for him to come out into the open now; he was too weak.

The fact that I haven't heard from any of the gang all summer hasn't helped one bit. I haven't heard anything from Sirius, Ron, Hermione, Ginny or Joslyn and it was driving me mad.

After our near death experience in the graveyard I found my self aching to be with Jos that way I can protect her if needs be. I hated being away from her and I couldn't wait to see her. I realized just how ridiculous that whole fight was after hours and hours of thinking it over, I also concluded that she would probably be going insane too because if there is 4 people who are just as protective as I am over her it's Sirius, Ron, Fred, and George. I doubt that they would want her out of their sight either.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I looked up to see Dudley and his little 'possy'.

"Oh look who's here!" He said cackling in his much to small for him jeans and white shirt. "gone picking on innocent little 9 year boys again have you?" I said calmly rocking on the swing, he narrowed his eyes at me "this one deserved it"

I rolled my eyes. "what? like you've got room to talk, moaning and groaning into your pillow at night" my jaw ticked in anger as I watched him attempt to mock me.

"Cedric! Oh no not Cedric! Mum help!" He said dramatically while his 'friends' laughed at him. I narrowed my eyes at the mention of my mother.

"Where is your mummy? Huh Potter, where is she?" My hand instinctively twitched toward my wand. as I felt the anger course through my veins.

"Is she dead?"

I growled whipping out my wand and at a second I had it pointed to the base of his throat. His eyes widened in fear, his friends laughed calling me a freak but Dudley knew that it was a real wand and he knew what it was Capable of.

I glared at him as his fat chest heaved up and down quickly. Suddenly the sky turned dark grey and a heavy wind picked up. I looked at the sky confused as the tempurture dropped at least 15 Degrees.

"Let's get out of here!" His friends called running away. "What did you do!" Dudley roared and I lowered my wand studying the sky. "I didn't do anything!" I exclaimed outraged.

That's when I felt it. Dementors.

"run" we both took off at a full sprint and unsurprisingly Dudley was a pretty far behind my long strides. it started pouring rain and my soaking converse splashed through a puddle as I made it into a freeway underpass.

The roofed cement cover provided some shelter and Dudely came running in panting looking like he was about to faint about a minute or two after.
"What"