Emma Malfoy (Sequel to Emma Potter: Harry Potter Fan Fiction)

Chapter #22#

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I wake up with a start... and depression.

I make a decision that could get us all killed...but I have to do it.

I can't live like this anymore.

I throw my cloak over me and grab my wand.

I run through the school and out the front door.

It's the dead of night and I don't dare look back at the castle, but by now they're probably looking for me.

Or at least Ginny will be.

I feel bad for leaving her, but by leaving her I'm saving her.

I finally make it to Hogsmead and I stop running and try to catch my breath.

But then I hear running and shouts behind me.

I disparate to the first place I can think of.

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I fall into the sand and hear the waves crash upon the shore.

I pick myself up and dust my robes off.

And I see him. He's crying. Hunched over a small grave.

I make my way up the hill towards him but he doesn't turn around.

When I reach him I put my hand on his shoulder.

He turns and jumps.

I bend down and wipe the tears away from under his glasses.

Then I get on my knees alongside him and stare at the grave.

Dobby's name written in his scratchy hand writing.

"How'd he-"

"Bellatrix." Harry said, "Where have you been Em?"

"... Away." Is all I can tell him, "Where have you been?"

"...Away." And I know that's all he can tell me.

I put my hand in his and realize how cold he is.

I stand up and force him up with me. "Come on Bill and Fleur are probably worried about you." I said.

I walk him to the back door and he's halfway through the door when he says, "Aren't you coming in."

"No. I just stopped bye for a visit." I said the words hurting my heart.

I knew I couldn't stay with him though. I knew from the moment I decided to come here I couldn't stay.

Now that Voldy can trace me.

"Oh."

We stand there for a minute and just stare at each other and then I pull him into a hug.

"I love you so much Harry, and I know that what ever you're doing, that it'll be great." I tell him.

"I love you too."

I pull back and brush some of his hair out of his eyes.

"Goodbye." I say sadly.

He nods and walks back into the house.

I sigh and try to think of somewhere to go, someone I can turn to.

Nothing comes to me and then I realize something.

But I can't do it immediately no, that would be simply to easy.

So I decide to do something crazy.

I pull at my wand and I disparate.

I appear in the living room of my old home.

I didn't realize how much I had missed it until now.

I go upstairs to my room and pull out a mirror my uncle Sirius had gotten me a few years ago.

He'd also got Harry one too, but Sirius's home was raided a couple years back and the mirror he used to communicate with us was stolen.

I look into my mirror and see the inside of a bag and then slowly someone pulls me out of the bag and I see Harry, but he doesn't see me.

This is it!

I shrink the mirror and put it in my pocket.

I knew all along that someone had to be helping Harry. Or he wouldn't be alive, and this is it!

The person must have the other mirror.

And I have to find them. It has to be someone Dumbledore would trust.

But then again Dumbledore did trust Snape and look what happened with that.

I run back down the stairs and out of my house.

I feel my mark start burning and I hold in the screams of agony because I know they're looking for me.

I have to make a quick decision because I can feel them coming.

So I disparate back to the safe house.