The Chosen One's Light
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A realization suddenly hit me," Dementors," I said in barely a whisper. Hermione immediately looked up at me with shock.
"It's not possible," Hermione said shaking her head.
"Hermione it is the only possible explanation."
"What are you both talking about?" questioned Ron while rubbing his hands. Before I could explain a floating black hooded creature started making its way through the train. We held our breathe hoping it would make us invisible. But it didn't work. The dementor made its way into our cart and stared at me and Harry. Without giving me a second to react it started to suck Harry's soul. Harry's started to droop as he lost consciousness.
"No," I yelled and I threw myself in front of Harry. Soon enough it left Harry alone and turned to me. Before I knew what was happening it grabbed my wrist and started flying away with me. I could hear Ron and Hermione's screams as I tried to get away. Nothing I did was working. All of a sudden I hear someone yell the Patronus Charm and I fell to the ground. Hitting my head on something sharp and everything went black.
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