destruction ➙ h. potter

19

It was very late at night.

Everyone in the Burrow was fast asleep.

Except for Harry.

He couldn't shake the thought of Isabel. He did like thinking about her, but he also liked sleeping.

He got a feeling that something was up.

"Ron, Ron, wake up, will ya?" Harry shook Ron awake.

"Whaaaaaat," Ron groaned, pulling his pillow over his head.

"I need a drink, can you come with me?" Harry said. He thought maybe a drink would clear his thoughts.

"Is Harry Potter scared of the dark?" Ron teased, sitting up, putting on his shoes.

"Yes, now let's go," Harry laughed.

The two walked downstairs to find Hermione doing the same thing.

"Hermione?" Ron asked.

"I couldn't sleep, something feels wrong, you guys too?" Hermione said.

Harry nodded.

There was then a knock at the door.

Who would be here at this hour?

The all readied their wands as Harry cautiously opened the door.

They all relaxed as they saw it was Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, sir, come in, what can we do for you?" Harry invited.

"That's very kind Harry, but I think you'll be wanting to come with us," Dumbledore said, standing in the doorway.

"Us?" Ron asked.

Dumbledore motioned for them to follow him outside.

There was Lupin, Tonks, and Mad-eye.

Tonks gave everyone a small wave.

Hermione waved back.

"What is going on?" Harry asked.

"Grab my arm," Dumbledore responded.

Ron was with Mad-Eye and Hermione with Tonks.

They apparated to a small dimly lit town.

They started walking, Dumbledore, Remus, Tonks, and Mad-Eye all looked very solemn.

"Can someone please tell me what we are doing?" Harry asked.

Just then a house on a hill slightly in the distance came into view with the dark mark over it.

Harry got chills.

"Whose house is that and why are we here?" Hermione asked.

"That happens to be the Lyston household," Dumbledore stated.

"Oh my-" Ron started but was cut off by Harry and Hermione sprinting towards the house, Ron followed suit.

As the house got closer, they just got more nervous.

Finally, the scene was visible.

They walked up slowly to see Isabel sprawled out on her back on the concrete, covered in blood.

"Isabel!" Harry exclaimed and ran towards her, followed by Ron and Hermione.

Harry gently sat Isabel up and cradled her in his arms.

He felt as she sobbed into his shirt, her breathing rapid and uneven.

"What happened?" Ron asked, as Hermione knelt down and ran her fingers through Isabel's hair.