harry potter: the twins who lived

chapter forty-five.

Her lungs burned as she ran behind them, the echoing shrieks of the dementors, following behind them as they reached the elevator. Harry closed the door of the elevator, but the dementors grab the bars, as they began sucking the essence from them.
“ expecto patronum!” harry chants as he repels the dementors.
The elevator moves as soon as the dementors are blown away, emma placing her hand over her chest, as she breathes in much needed air. When they had made it to the next floor, harry, emma and hermione continued walking, but turned when seeing ron talking to mary cattermole.
“ mary do as i say,” ron said in a demanding tone.
Mary nodded her head to him, as she pulls him close smashing her lips against his, as she was snogging him.

“ that’s not good,” emma whispered.
The potion had been wearing off for ron, as he had been changing back to normal, surprising mrs. cattermole with wide eyes.
“ mary?” asked the real cattermole as he moved the three aside, “ who’s that?”
“ it’s harry and emma potter.”
“ come on,” said emma, “ let’s get out of here.”
Her eyes widen when seeing the security, as they had been running in their direction, and the four immediately bolt.
‘ emma!’ ruth shouts, ‘ yaxley’s not far behind!’

They twist and turn as they pushed past people, making their way down, as they headed for the floo system. Harry and emma make it first, the air nearly pushing out of them, as they are sucked up speedy fast. Her vision blurs as she is faced with a sun kissed sky, the sound of birds squawking, ringing in her ears. Her eyes moved over, looking at harry, as she sits up slowly.
“ shh shh it’s alright,” emma could hear hermione’s soothing whisper, “ it’s okay.”
“ ron!” she gasped as she knelt beside her injured friend.
“ harry,” hermione shouts, “ harry quickly in my bag.”

Emma cringed when looking at ron’s right arm, his flesh had been torn, bone visibly showing.
“ just do it!” hermione suddenly cries and emma jumps, “ emma hold him down.”
She nodded to hermione as she held ron down, as hermione drops the medicine, dittany on his wounds as she explained what had happened. Once she had been done treating ron, hermione stood to her feet, as she slowly waved her wand.
“ what are you doing?” harry asked.
“ protective enchantments,” said hermione, “ i don’t fancy another visit like one at shaftesbury avenue do you?”
“ you can get going on the tent,” she said leaving them.

“ tent?” asked harry as he looked at hermione, “ where are we supposed to find a tent?”
“ protego totalum.”
“ harry,” he looked at emma as she points to hermione’s bag.
Night had drawn in slowly, the crickets outside of the tent, echoing their chirps in songs.
“ you first,” said hermione that morning as she looked at harry.
“ dissendium,” harry chants as he threw a spell at the locket.
Immediately the spell had been repelled, a deathly hiss following, as the locket began chittering when they moved closer.

“ incendio,” hermione used her own spell.
Again the attacked had been repelled, the chittering of the locket continues, as emma moved forward.
“ bombarda.”
The locket yet again repelled the attack, the chittering continuing, as she frowns in frustration.
“ expulso.”
At harry’s chant the locket is thrown back.
“ diffindo.”

“ reducto.”
The locket continues to be thrown back by each spell, hissing from each attack, as it would chitter more and more. Finally giving up on it, harry picked up the locket, as he placed it around his neck.
“ what are you doing?” hermione asked.
“ we have to keep it safe until we find out how to destroy it,” harry explains.
“ seems strange mate,” said ron, “ dumbledore sends you off...to find all these horcruxes but doesn’t tell you how to destroy them.”
“ doesn’t that bother you?” he asked.