in hiding (on the run)

Wind blew through an open window of number 12 Privet Drive sending a cold chill through a room. Making the boy in the bed turn his back to the window and pull his gold red colored quilt over his shoulders the quilt had the name Harry potter embroidered upon it ,other various objects in the room had the same name on them. Harry twisted and turned in the old bed as he fought with his alert mind to get to sleep. Nevertheless, sleeping for Harry theses days was almost impossible. It was the morning of his seventeenth birthday and sadly, the only part he was looking forward to was the fact he would finely be able to leave the Dursleys for good. He had decided to respect Dumbledore’s request for him to return there until he was 17 for protection. He would be leaving for headquarters around five. Harry looked up at the glowing green numbers 4:30am. At five, the alarm would go off. He Didn't see the point in waiting knowing his desired sleep would never come. Therefore, Harry got up and dressed, he began to put a verity of things in an old trunk that displayed H.P. on its left side. By 4:45, Harry had placed all of hiss possessions inside the trunk only a small piece of parchment was left in the room with its furniture the parchment only had a few lines written down upon it
Dursley”s
If you are reading this, I have all ready left and I shall not return if you wish to contact me, which I doubt ask Mrs. Figg to deliver the letter well that is all. I suppose Harry potter….


Harry gabbed the handle of his suitcase, aloud crack sounded through the house.
Hermione set straight up in bed a noise from down stairs had woken her up. She knew it could be only one thing for Ronald had arrived late yesterday. She was quickly out of bed down the stairs she flew; Harry barely had time to let go of his suitcase to embrace to hug of his bushy haired friend. , O Harry I missed you’ she said in a heart filled voice, I missed you to’ Harry said gasping for air and pushing her off him. She stud back to look at her friend. He looked nothing like the Harry she liked to remember the happy and bright Harry she had said hello to, the first year on the train. For his eyes now had black bags under them and his hair was worse then ever ,his arms where boney and fail. She frowned at the site of her old friend no one had, had a good summer and Harry looked like he had received the worse one. Hermione not really knowing what to say ran into the kitchen and made two sandwiches not having her wand on her it took her about five minutes to make up the sandwiches. When she return Harry sat at the table staring off in to space. Hermione set the plate down on the table just loud enough to jerk him out of his day dream Harry looked down at the plate which she set in front of him., um thanks Hermione but I'm not hungry’ he replied shoveling the plate a way. ‘EAT, Hermione said in such a forceful tone that Harry didn't argue the matter any further. Hermione watched her friend eat the food. Then helped him with his trunk to his room, which he shared with Ron. Ron didn't wake at the noise they made. After Hermione saw Harry get in to bed, she walked back up to her own room. Being careful not to wake the red head sleeping in the bed next to hers Hermione looked out the window upon the moon for she always found the moon so lovely and to night was exception for it looked so elegant

The same moon could also be seen from Draco’s window, the potion had done its job and he was now blond again he sat in an old uncomfortable chair at a small round old wood table, washing down his dinner with fire whiskey he had already swallowed more than half the bottle down. Even though that was all he had to drink for the rest of the week he did not plan on stopping, in that chair Draco fell asleep.

Chapter part two everyone hope you enjoyed, sorry it took so long
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