A Place To Hide

           Everythingseemedfuzzy,slow.HarryandHermionejumpedtotheirfeetanddrewtheirwands.Manypeoplewereonlyjustrealizingthatsomethingstrangehadhappened;headswerestillturningtowardthesilvercatasitvanished.SilencespreadoutwardincoldripplesfromtheplacewherethePatronushadlanded.Thensomebodyscreamed.

           HarryandHermionethrewthemselvesintothepanickingcrowd.Guestsweresprintinginalldirections;manywereDisapparating;theprotectiveenchantmentsaroundtheBurrowhadbroken.

           "Ron!"Hermionecried."Ron,whereareyou?"

           Astheypushedtheirwayacrossthedancefloor,Harrysawcloakedandmaskedfiguresappearinginthecrowd;thenhesawLupinandTonks,theirwandsraised,andheardbothofthemshout,"Protego!",acrythatwasechoedonallsides

           "Ron!Ron!"Hermionecalled,halfsobbingassheandHarrywerebuffetedbyterrifiedguests:Harryseizedherhandtomakesuretheyweren’tseparatedasastreakoflightwhizzedovertheirheads,whetheraprotectivecharmorsomethingmoresinisterhedidnotknow

           AndthenRonwasthere.HecaughtholdofHermione’sfreearm,andHarryfeltherturnonthespot;sightandsoundwereextinguishedasdarknesspressedinuponhim;allhecouldfeelwasHermione’shandashewassqueezedthroughspaceandtime,awayfromtheBurrow,awayfromthedescendingDeathEaters,away,perhaps,fromVoldemorthimself....

           "Wherearewe?"saidRon’svoice.

           Harryopenedhiseyes.

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