The Encounter
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Ongoing, First published Aug 24, 2014
12 year old Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked onto the grounds of Hogwarts, where a crisp fall air was welcome to their lungs. Each of the three had a mountain of homework to do, and decided to do it breathing fresh air. When they got outside and started to work, a loud 'POP' sound rang through the fall air. They all three looked over at the same time, and saw a pale, tall man in a black robe, and an even whiter wand. He yells and points his wand at the group. They all zoom towards him, and are then 5 feet away from Voldemort. They all take out their wands and Harry instinctively says, "Three against one!". With no response Voldemort waved his wand, and a Hungarian horntail swoops out of no where and takes Hermione in one huge claw. Another flick of the wand and a centaur comes out of the forbidden woods behind Hagrid's nearby hut. It drags Ron into the woods. Voldemort and Harry meet eyes for a second. They both yell a spell, which shoot red (Harry) light and green ( Voldy ) which meet.
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