Forget Me Not

Chapter Sixteen

 The sun peaking over the tops of the trees tells Yoongi that it is far too late in the day for them to have to only made it this far, but when he had woken up to Namjoon and Hoseok practicing Patronus charms, he decided it was a good waste of time.

They trekked tiredly now, dirty, worn out and smelly. Jimin was leaning into him as they moved, as well as Jungkook. The youngest reached his peak. Apparently, Tae had struggled to sleep last night, features shifting so uncontrollably that he couldn't rest, and JK had stayed up to watch him.

Taehyung was resting on the ever so happy Hoseok, the man walking with a forced bounce, speaking happily to Jin. Namjoon taking up the rear.

Cold. Always cold,- chills running down his back, short of breath. Magic freezing inside him.

"We've been walking forever," Jungkook groaned. "When can we stop? My feet hurt."

"So do mine." Jin huffed, but Namjoon merely sighed.

"No break today, we need to get out of these damn woods. Yoongi can't spare enough magic to ward us all night." The Ravenclaw spoke, a squirrel ran past them. No one flinched.

"Are we even heading to Jimin's place?" Jungkook sighed. "What if he lives on the other side of London? Complete opposite of where this damned portkey takes us?"

"We sleep somewhere else." Yoongi sighed, and ruffled the boys hair gently. "If we,-" the temperature suddenly dropped thirty degrees. Everyone stopped, frozen in place, the smile falling from Hoseok's face. Yoongi's nerves raced ten time more than usual, the air wreaked of despair.

"Ji-"

Jin cut his boyfriend off by moving further back,- he didn't know the spell for this. For dementors. Jungkook pulled off Yoongi's arm, grabbing a whimpering Jimin off of him as well. 

Why were they here? Who let them out?

"Wha-" Taehyung muttered, getting pulled closer to JK's chest, the group of children moving closer to Jin.

That's where this went even seemingly more wrong. The movement had been too sudden, and now large, dark, cloaked figures flew towards them as their breaths getting caught in their throats. The flew by them, between them,- and then they were separated. Yoongi's back hit a tree, and he pulled out his wand. Across from him, Taehyung had hit a tree head on, a sharp rock scrapping his leg deep enough to rip through his pants and draw blood. The Animagus couldn't move, and his wand was snapped in half beside him.

Looking around he couldn't make much out. The ground was frosting over and the sun had dissipated. It was dark. He could see Tae, Jimin, and Jungkook,- the three closest to him. Jimin was pressed to Jungkook's back, the youngest trying to find someone, anyone, but he must of not been able to see. He could hear shouting, Hoseok's,-  Jin yelling back. A flash of blue, but the spell failed.

In moments like these focusing on a happy memory isn't always the easiest.

"Jungkook!" He screamed, wrist beginning to cramp from the suddenly cold weather,- Jimin looked over, squinting to where Yoongi's voice had come.

It was all too loud. It was all too loud. It was all too loud. Jimin screaming back at Yoongi, Jin yelling, Hoseok yelling,- the world seemed to go in slow motion, even as Jungkook started yelling. Yoongi may not have been able to hear him, but he could see the magnificent blue light leaving the youngest's wand.

Jungkook's Patronus.

Jungkook using magic.

"Fuck!" Yoongi hissed, taking off to try and grab the wand, but was cut off. A large creature grabbing his shoulders, cold hands digging into his flesh and pulling at his skin, he could hear Tae's pained screaming over it all. Thought after thought ran through his head as the nails dug deeper. Jimin. Think of happy thoughts, and think of Jimin. Last night, the hug before they left, the way he spoke about his family, his parents. How he spoke about Yoongi. He shoved his closed, breathed out. Focus. The first day they spoke, the green house,- Sammy. Jimin's giggles, warm sun. Cuddling, pie. A burst of warm ran through him before the cold ran down Yoongi's spine, and he pointed his wand as best he could- and yelled.