Who Would Have Thought (Harry Potter Fan-Fiction)

Those Bloody Eyes

She could've run away with Harry, but she didn't.

To this day she couldn't explain why, it was the feeling in the depths of her stomach.

You think you could, but in reality you couldn't.

Snow drifted between those two former friends. Audrey held out her hand, the boy looked like years ago. "What brings you to this place?" his voice was a lot darker, lower and raspier than before.

"I, I knew you returned, I dreamed about you last night, you were calling me." he chuckled in delight and pushed her hand down.

"I really did, so my calls were heard. And I see you brought some company, Harry Potter is it?" Harry didn't move

Audrey stepped in front of Harry, it wasn't only because she wanted to protect Harry, she hated it, but she was jealous "Harry isn't important right now, what do you want, you called me!?"

Tom pushed Audrey to the ground, she cried in pain as she landed on a hard object.

"You are a traitor, Audrey, that knife on the floor, you tried to kill me once, I remember it." he screamed, a vein was protruding from his forehead, his face was red.

"I did call you, but not to see you." he lifted me up and pressed his finger against her neck, but now, his finger had turned to bone, rotting with maggots and dirt.

Audrey squirmed, she couldn't breath

"Run..." Harry tried to hear her words "...run, Harry..."

He shook his head but felt his feet stumble backwards. "Get help..." she gasped for air, a droplet of blood ran down her pale neck. The nails of the young Tom Riddle were piercing into her throat.

Harry knew what to do, he turned on his heel and ran.

"Stupor!" a green bolt hit his back and he fell to the ground, his whole body ached and he couldn't move for a moment. A high pitched scream sounded behind him.

Audrey...

"Run Harry! Save yourself!"

Harry yelled for help "Ron! Mr. Weasley! Percy! Fred, George!" everyone but Percy appeared in the backyard

"What's wrong, Harry, why were you in the woods?" Arthur asked

"Where's Audrey? Don't say-" Fred and George pushed passed Harry and stormed into the woods, wands tightly gripped in their hands.

Arthur commanded Ron to take Harry and mend the cuts on his legs from the fall, and ran after Fred and George.

"What happened Harry?" Ron slouched Harry's arm around his neck and helped his friend to the living room

"I'm so sorry, Ron, I tried to stop her, really but then he was there- Lord Voldemort-"

The high pitched scream of Ginny entered their ears

"What's going on today?!" Ron whined covering his face

Mrs Weasley was holding her daughter, she was worried too.

It was the name...

Lord Voldemort that made her scream...

"Ron, please talk about this upstairs. Not when Ginny is around." Molly Weasley gestured towards Harry.

It was something Harry didn't understand, why did they have to go upstairs, nobody but Ginny, Molly or Ron and himself would hear about it and all of them should know who Voldemort was, right?

Wrong.

Ron was pale when they reached the top of the staircase, he looked ill.

"I can't believe it's happening." he whispered. Harry noticed a few tears protrude from Ron's eyes, but the ginger wiped them away, stiffly.