Harry felt like he was getting shoved into a small tube. Then, he felt fine, aside from his horrible headache. Hermione got up from the ground and hid behind a shrub. She had to get Harry away from here.
Harry got tied up in chains on a tree. Harry was waiting for Voldemort to come and kill him. “And there he is. Right on time.” Harry exclaimed.
“Manners Harry Potter. Crucio.”
“Ahhh!” Harry leaned his head against the tree.
“Finally. I can fulfill the prophecy and kill you, little brat. I have wanted to do this for sixteen years and finally, I can do it. I have got to admit, you have escaped my clutches too many times, but not any more. I,”
“Let’s get this over with. I am exhausted.”
“Stop interrupting. Crucio!”
“Ahhh!” Harry took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “You’ve really got to stop doing that.”
“I don’t have to stop anything. As a matter of fact, I can do anything I want.”
“No, no, n…”
“Crucio!”
“Ahhh!” Harry was having a muscle spasm. He couldn’t scream anymore. His mouth was open, but no sound came out.
“Okay, let’s get your life over with. Avada Ked…”
“Harry!” Hermione jumped out from behind the shrub and grabbed Harry’s jacket. She dissaperated right before Voldemort could kill Harry. The last thing she saw was a flash of green light.
When she got to Privet Drive she looked at Harry. “Harry?”
“Y-yes?”
“You are alive!” Hermione threw herself around Harry.
“I…am…so…tired.”
“We are almost to your house.”
“I can’t get up.”
“Yes you can.”
“N- no I…” Harry passed out on Privet Drive.
“Come on Harry. Wake up.” Harry didn’t budge. “Do I have to do everything?” Hermione was trying to pull Harry out of the road when an old lady picked him up and walked down the road with Hermione running behind trying to catch up. When she finally stopped, she opened a door to a house and walked into it. She set down Harry onto her couch and went into her kitchen.
“Excuse me, but who are you?”
“I am Mrs. Figg. I am a Squib. Harry knows me. Tea?”
“No thanks. Um, thanks for helping me with Harry. We just escaped You-Know-Who again and he got tortured. He got kidnapped about two weeks ago.”
“I thought he went missing. The Dursleys didn’t even notice. They don’t care about him.”
“That is horrible!”
“He lived in a cupboard for eleven years.”
“Poor Harry. Anyway, thanks for your help.”
“No problem. Harry and yourself can sleep here for the night and I can deal with the Dursleys tomorrow.”
“Thank you Mrs. Figg.”
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Harry Potter 6 1/2
FanfictionIt is the summer before Harry's last year of school at Hogwarts. He is still trying to get over Dumbledore's death, plus dealing with Dudley and his crazy aunt and uncle. He is almost there in defeating Voldemort... but he just needs to survive the...
