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Harry Potter & the Stone of Dreams	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 15673 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dolohov and Rowle appeared with a pop in the living room of a house its owners wouldn't be needing anymore. The Carrows were lounging on a settee behind a little coffee table. Alecto lifted a questioning eyebrow. Dolohov grimaced wryly at her, knowing that she wouldn't like the answer.
"We found out that Potter and his pet left Heathrow the day before yesterday, on a flight to New York!"
"And...?" queried Alecto with a piercing eye. Dolohov gritted his teeth; Alecto was turning into a bigger bitch than ever now that she was no longer in Bellatrix's shadow. "Do you have an address? Or are we going to have a repeat of your previous feeble attempts to get the blood-traitor and his mudblood girlfriend?" she asked bitingly.
Dolohov shared a brief look with Rowle, who was imagining using a cruciatus curse on Alecto. Rowle pushed that cheerful thought aside and answered this time instead of Dolohov.
"Wherever they've gone has an interference screen of some sort — not unplottable exactly. I can't explain it. It's like the entire Eastern Seaboard of the United States has a shield that blocks tracking spells. We'll have to get to New York and try from there. And we can't use the International Floo Network for obvious reasons — Too far to apparate or for broomsticks — Flying Carpets are illegal. Sorry, we're going to have to get there the muggle way."
Alecto snarled in displeasure. Dolohov and Rowle smirked. Amycus just had a lazy bored look on his face. He was sick of waiting around. Those last muggles hadn't lasted long enough to really satisfy him or Alecto; their blood still stained the carpet and the walls of the living room.

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Evening was falling. Alex, Mason, Harry, and Hermione, were rolling on the large sofa in laughter at the retelling of some of Alex's escapades. The last one had involved a mannequin brought to life. She was unbelievable thought Harry, marveling at her purely free spirit. Mercurial, petulant, cunning, playful — imaginative, fearless, and gregarious — an agent of chaos. But he also sensed within Alex a deep well of love and kindness which grounded her. Harry couldn't imagine how anyone would be able to manage to take her powers away.
Hermione was giggling, and seemed more than a little tipsy. Harry looked at the bottle of Glenlivet, and noticed that a fair bit was missing. They had all had quite enough he thought. Harry waved his wand and the bottle floated back to the bar. The next thing that he knew, Alex had somehow discovered that the entertainment system turned the living room into a mini-nightclub complete with flashing lights and a disco ball, and soon they were all dancing drunkenly to a loud House-beat. They didn't notice Justin at all when he flashed in.
Justin goggled at the sight and sound! It overwhelmed his senses briefly. When his eyes adjusted, he spotted Alex across the room dancing with Mason. Oh boy, this was going to be awkward. Justin started bobbing up and down in time to the music and sidling across the room whenever it was dark in his spot. The music stopped suddenly and the lights came up. Justin found himself surrounded by wands.
"Oh,... it's you!" sneered Alex as she returned her wand to her boot. "What do you want Justin? It's not even a school day. Leave me alone."
Everyone had put their wands away, but Justin still felt extremely vulnerable. Awkward didn't even begin to cover this.
"Um... Alex," Justin began nervously, "Dad says you to have come home right now or he'll ground you for a month... Wait? Is that ALCOHOL on your breath?" Justin began huffing and looking constipated.
Alex giggled uncontrollably.
"Oh lighten up Justin! You were hilarious at Christmas when you drank all that champagne, so give it a rest."
Justin cursed inwardly; Alex was right!
"Okay, I'll give you that, but you still have... to... leave... now!" he said in a very controlled voice.
"But why Justin?" Alex whined, "What does Dad want? He knows I'm on a date with Mason."
Justin glanced awkwardly at Mason, then at Harry and Hermione.
"I... I can't tell you here. Come home," he beseeched.
"NO!" Alex shouted, staggering slightly. "Just tell me what's going on. You're acting all weird!"
"Gah... OKAY!" Justin exploded. "Alright, but you're not going to like it," Justin peered at Hermione and Harry guiltily and gulped, "Dad... we... well, in today's newspaper we saw something bad. Apparently some "Death Eater" guys escaped and are looking for Harry. Dad... Dad says you have to stay away from Harry." He looked even more crushed than ever. Alex almost felt sorry for him. She sighed, knowing there was only one right thing to do.
She was staying. And if she was staying, then Mason was staying too.
"Justin, no, I'm not going back! Harry and Her'miney need me!" Alex hiccuped.
"You're drunk!" Justin exclaimed angrily. "What, you think you're going to be their bodyguard? You can barely stand." Justin furiously made a move toward Alex and grabbed her arm roughly. He released her, yelping in pain when a bolt of electricity surged up his own arm.
"Back OFF, Justin!" Alex scowled. Justin stared back at her, then looked twice at Harry and Hermione who just stood there, both too speechless to intervene. He looked back at Alex, his face contorted between anger and fear.
"Whatever Alex! You always get what you want anyway. Here..." Justin snapped his fingers and a newspaper appeared between his fingertips, looking very much like a stage magician thought Harry. "Read that, and then see if you want to stick around with your new friends." Justin disappeared in a flash and the newspaper dropped to the ground.
Hermione was the first to move towards the paper, and she picked it up. She gasped, and held it open for everyone to see...
"ESCAPED DEATH EATERS HUNTING HARRY POTTER."
Harry groaned loudly. He should have seen this coming. He was such a fool. He peered ruefully at Hermione.
"It's alright Harry," she said. "They will know we're here by now, but they won't know where. There seems to be some sort of magical field everywhere which will probably prevent most tracking spells from working properly. But still..."
"...we should move," finished Harry. "Yeah, shame, I like this place."
Hermione grinned at Harry and shoved him on the sofa. "We've got until tomorrow morning at least, silly. We'll leave then. We're too smashed to go anywhere at the moment."
Harry and Hermione both looked at Alex and Mason.
"This really isn't your fight," began Harry. "We've only just met you. Your brother's right. You should go home; these people looking for us are..."
"...Dangerous! Yeah, I know, blah, blah, blah!" Alex responded dismissively, still teetering slightly. Mason put his arm out for support.
"Thanks Mason," she said with a chuckle, batting her eyelashes at him, "Where was I? Right. Okay, so they're dangerous so what? I've faced plenty of dangerous things before..."
"Not like this you haven't," interrupted Mason.
"ZIP it!" Alex retorted forcefully, pointing her finger in his face. "Yeah, maybe the Angels of Darkness and Gorog were pretty pathetic, they didn't eat babies for breakfast blah, blah! But nobody else seemed to know what to do, so I just did what needed to be done. I. Can. Handle. Myself." Mason cowered slightly from her glare.
Neither Hermione nor Harry dared question Alex's decision after that outburst. But...
"Thanks Alex," said Hermione carefully, "We really appreciate your loyalty — you can stay — but, we just want to know why!? Why are you helping us?"
Alex blushed, her eyes flickered almost imperceptibly to Harry and back. She didn't really know why.
"I dunno, it's like, I just FELT something when I met you guys," Alex's eyes fluttered again at Harry... and then at Hermione too. Mason uttered a small growl.
"Oh knock it off Mason, it's not like that!" said Alex in a pained voice. Then she flushed slightly. For someone who was so used to lying, she was an open book when it came to serious things... like relationships. Okay, it did feel a little like that, she realised. But Alex was sure it couldn't be anything too serious, so she put that out of her mind.
"Come on!" she moaned. "You guys felt it too! Right? Please... there was some kind of weird electrical, magical sort of feeling. I don't know exactly what that was, but I know it means we're connected somehow."
Hermione was perplexed, she frowned slightly, but she had definitely felt something too. She had been as drawn to the Sub Station sandwich shop and Alex as much as Harry had been. There was definitely something about Alex!
"Yes," said Hermione softly, "I felt it, I think Harry did too... I don't know what it means either though."
"Maybe it means we're meant to be together, all of us... together, as friends!" Alex batted her eyelashes and smiled sweetly at Hermione. She looked quite groggy and put her hand on Hermione's shoulder. Then Alex slumped and passed out right in Hermione's lap. Hermione looked helplessly at Mason, who just shrugged. Mason hadn't expected this — Alex getting all besotted with Harry Potter. Well, not just with Potter, but with Granger too, which confused Mason even more. He had seen the way Alex had looked at Potter's girlfriend.
All of a sudden Mason got a chill, all of his hair stood on end. He felt a little nauseous. He slowly backed toward the door of the suite.
"I... I'm not feeling well. I've got to go... home! Sorry. Really I am... feeling quite sick!" Mason gasped and ran out of the door slamming it behind him. Hermione gave Harry a frightened look. Mason had reminded her of Lupin in the moonlight so long ago at Hogwarts.
"Shouldn't one of us go after him?" she asked Harry. The girl drifting in Hermione's lap stirred and murmured softly...
"Mm... 'e'll be okay. Mason only gets mad when he's jealous..." then Alex fell back to sleep. Alex's comment did little to allay Hermione's concerns, but she put it aside. Mason would have to look after himself. Hermione and Harry didn't want to leave Alex on the sofa all alone. Hermione and Alex looked comfortable enough together, so Harry found a light blanket to cover them. He settled on the other side of Hermione; she snuggled under his arm, resting her bushy head on his shoulder.
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