The Trio in Saints Row

Late at night, the trio left the fast food place and started to head back for the apartment. They were a few blocks away, so they decided to walk. All the way, Hermione quietly observed at Harry, noticing the sad look on his face. She put her hand on his face, pushing it towards hers. "It's okay, you don't suspect to find him on the very first day, right?"

Harry replied with a smile. Ron then pointed towards a store. It was a liquor store with a sign that said, "Cheap Drinks". They all smiled and pulled money out of their pockets. With the little amount of money they had, they went in and looked around a bit.

Everything was alcoholic. It was a store that made it up to its name; it really was a liquor store. Tequila, wine, beer, vodka, rum... it had it all. The least alcoholic beverage was the orange juice; even that had alcohol in it. The trio was astonished about the fact, so they kept looking for something non-alcoholic. A man then came in through the front door. He was wearing a grey sweater with his hood up, a black bandana inside the hood covering his mouth, a white tank top under his sweater, blue jeans, and tan shoes.

Harry looked at him with curiosity, and then, all of a sudden, the man pulled out a gun and shot the security camera and pointed it at the cashier. "Oh, my God!!" the cashier yelled.

"Where's the cash bitch?!" the man demanded. The trio ran into the aisles and hid. Ron was freaking out while Harry and Hermione tried to remain calm.

"Calm down, I'll bring you to the safe," the cashier said. She then led the man to the back hall, and it was then that he caught sight of the trio and told them not to move. They remained where they were as the man followed the cashier. When they got to the back hall, Harry followed.

Ron grabbed his arm, "What in Merlin's name are you doing?"

"I'm gonna save her," Harry replied. He then slowly walked to the entrance of the back hall. He peeked through a corner and saw the cashier opening a safe as the man pointed the gun to her neck. Harry took his wand out, and pointed it at the gun. "Hope this works," he thought to himself. "Expelliarmus!" he yelled. The gun flew out of the man's hands, and he turned to Harry with anger in his eyes. He took out a knife and went dashing to Harry. Harry panicked, and then Hermione came in and yelled out a spell that sent the man flying towards the wall. He fell to the floor unconscious.

The cashier went to Harry. "I don't know what the hell you did, but you saved my life!" She then went to the safe and opened it. She gave them so much money, that they had enough to get three whole meals in Freckle Bitches.

"Here you go, go buy some food or something."

"Thanks!" Harry replied. The trio went through the back, and waved goodbye at the cashier as they walked away.

A few minutes passed and Ron looked at Hermione. "That was amazing, Hermione!"

"Thank you, Ronald," she replied. "I learned from Harry, you know..." Harry smiled. As they were walking, they talked more about memories and funny moments of the past conversations. They did not realize, but a car had been following them for about the last ten minutes. There were many cars passing by so they couldn't notice. After a few more minutes, Harry began to get suspicious. He told Hermione and Ron to walk faster. They looked at him confusedly, so he just pushed them to speed up, but the car did the same. Ron and Hermione noticed the car then and started to jog; Harry did the same. To their dismay, the car speed up with a piercing sound, went past them, and drifted in front of them. The trio cut through a small enough alleyway where the car couldn't fit, but four men came out of the car and chased after them. They ran as hard as they could, but the men were catching up quickly.

"What's going on?!" Ron yelled as they were running.

"Shut up and keep running!" Harry replied. He kept looking at the sides to see if there was a turn, but the alley kept going straight. Then, they ran into a dead end. The men stopped right in front of them. Harry thought to himself that they were all going to die, seeing that coming here was a mistake. The men pulled out guns. "This is for Wyatt, muthafucka!" one of them yelled.

The three friends held each other and covered their eyes. Shots were fired, Ron shouted, and blood stained the walls around them. When calm was restored, Harry opened his eyes and saw that the four men were on the floor, dead.

He looked at Ron, who had been shot in the leg. When he turned, he saw three other men holding guns. Hermione freaked out and pulled out her wand, but one of the men came dashing toward her and knocked her out with his gun. Harry panicked and also pulled out his wand, yet, he suffered the same fate as Hermione, as Ron did seconds later.

The next day, Harry woke up, just a little bit, and noticed that he was in a church. He looked around him and saw Ron and Hermione, and sighed in relief. He got up and looked around. "Is this...?"

He went outside and was shocked to see his apartment right across the street. He realized that he was in the church he was always urging to go to. He looked around, but the church was empty. That was disappointing, to think that this was just some abandoned church.

But he realized something. "If this is just an abandoned church, then how did we get in here?"

"Hey! You're finally awake, huh?" Harry turned to the left, where he saw Julius standing on an altar, smiling.