Cheating Possibility

Cheating Possibility 2

The jet of green light sped towards Harry as if in slow motion. He found he couldn't move. His legs were glued to the floor! The curse approached him and he shut his eyes waiting for the worst but it didn't happen. All he felt was someone pushing him over and a sensational jerk in the pit of his stomach and he knew no more

When he opened his eyes again he was alone in the middle of the quidditch pitch. The tall goals loomed either side of him like sinister monsters from nightmares. The formidable thunderclouds moved rapidly across the sky and large, fat, ice cool raindrops started to fall. Harry struggled to his feet and tried to remember what happened. It all came back to him like a flash flood. Oh no... the curse, it had hit someone, he was sure because he felt them fall on top of him, pushing him into the portkey. He prayed it was not Dumbledore or Snape but he knew it was no use. He swayed unsteadily on his feet but he righted himself and started to run towards the castle. By the time he reached the front doors he was soaked through. They opened for him and he instantly felt the warmth of the fires. Harry ran inside, into the great hall. There at the top table sat the teachers looking surprisingly calm but their expressions changed immediately as soon as they saw Harry. Professor McGonagall was the first to react,

"On my god, Harry! What are you doing here?" she screamed.

"Professor Dumbledore and Snape came to get me but there were Death Eaters there and I think he was killed," Harry broke down into sobs. Madam Pomfrey gently guided him to the table and sat him down.

"But Professor Dumbledore said that he important ministry business to attend to, so he would get you tomorrow. He's staying with Snape for the day... unless..." Professor Flitwick trailed off.

"Of course, how could I be so stupid? What would be more important to Albus than Potter's safety and he certainly wouldn't stay Snape because Snape has no where to stay," said McGonagall "Oh my god it was one of You-Know-Who's tricks!"

"Enough of shouting, Potter come to the hospital wing and I'll patch you up."

"But what about Snape and Dumbledore? You've got to tell the ministry!" shouted Harry in desperation.

"They will Potter, just come with me and get some rest," said Madam Pomfrey insistently. Harry allowed himself to be guided forcefully into the hospital wing where the matron made him take off his soaked clothes and put on a set of Gryffindor pyjamas. He slipped into the soft bed and immediately felt his eyelids drooping. However Madam Pomfrey wasn't going to let him go that easily, she forced a large flask of Pepperup Potion down his throat and insisted checking of relaps curses, curses that took time to take affect. However she found none and gave him a dreamless sleep potion.

Meanwhile in the great hall chaos proceeded Harry's departure. Everyone was thinking the same thing; Voldemort had either killed Dumbledore or was holding him captive and maybe Snape too. Soon McGonagall called for silence,

"Quiet please! We must summon the order instead of clucking round like headless chickens. Helga notify the ministry, Flauvius start putting up alarms and protection charms and I'll notify the order." Announced McGonagall. The teachers immediately set to work. McGonagall practically run up to Dumbledore's office and lit the fire. She snatched up the floo powered from the mantle piece and flung some onto the flames. They instantaneously turned green and she shouted,

"The Order of the Phoenix Headquarters!" suddenly a head appeared in the flames,

"Hello Minerva, what's wrong?"

"Look Arabell Dumbledore and Snape are in great danger. They went to get Harry and the Death Eaters were just around the corner! They hexed both of them. Harry's safe though, he managed to get to the portkey," panted McGonagall in one breath.

"Okay, I'll get there straight away with some aurors. Please get some more detail out of the boy before hand. I need to know exactly where the Death Eaters were," said Arabell in a would be calm voice. It was the first time since she realised Lord Voldemort was a new Dark Lord, that she had felt so scared. How would the world fare without Dumbledore? She knew there wasn't much hope if Dumbledore wasn't there to protect the world. Well at least Harry was safe. She hurried out of the office and down the corridor.

McGonagall had a really sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. She hadn't been able to bring herself to tell Arabell that Dumbledore might have been killed. She didn't want to stress Arabell anymore or dampen the order's moral. She knew as much as anyone else did that without Dumbledore the world would collapse into total darkness even with the boy-who-lived. She suddenly found herself at the doors of the hospital wing. What was he going to say to Poppy? She was sure that Poppy would be averse at best if she asked to wake Potter up. Oh the poor boy, knowing him he would blame it all on himself.

"Yes may I help you Professor?" asked a rather agitated Poppy.

"Look Poppy I know you will disagree but this is really important. I need to wake Harry up so we can get more detail out of him. It is a vital if we want to find Dumbledore or Snape alive," explained Minerva.

"Yes, I fully understand, I wake him up now," said Poppy as if she was acting against her better judgement. She woke Harry up and explained to him what was happening.

"Well, Professor I can't remember the street name but it was to the left of the house. The Death Eaters where just around the corner and... and they killed him!" Harry broke into sobs once more.

"Harry, I'm so sorry but you must tell me how many Death Eaters were there and how long ago it was because magical trails only last up to 12 hours at the most,"

"They came for me around 5 because that's when the Dursleys had dinner," muttered Harry. McGonagall was about to say thank you when a huge siren went off all over the hospital wing. The ear splitting shriek was mixed with large tremors.

"Oh my god, no!" screamed Minerva just as Flitwick ran into the room panting,

"They're attacking us! I haven't finished the protection charms yet. You're not safe here! Poppy take Harry away and notify the order, we'll hold them off!" panted Flitwick in desperation just as part of the castle collapsed and loud, mirthless laughter rung through the air.