Then he saw them. Six people in pointed hat sand masks walking toward Harry. Harry starred for a few seconds.

"Harry, come on" shouted Hermione from a few feet away. Harry started to run, but it was almost impossible for him to get to Ron and Hermione with the crowd pushing and shoving to get away from the masked men who were setting everything on fire.

Harry turned around to see the men, but when he turned back around, Hermione and Ron were nowhere to be seen. The crowd was getting larger and more panicky. Harry cut through the crowd as quick as he could, but he still couldn't find the others.

Just then he tripped over a large rock and landed flat on his face. His glasses came off. Harry started patting around to find them, but just as he had felt something, he received a hard kick to the head. He was left there. Lying on the ground unconscious while people stepped on him. His head bleeding

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"Harry" said someone. Harry could hear someone calling his name. They sounded far away. But the more he heard it, the more clearer and closer it sounded.

Harry slowly sat up, but quickly regretted this act as his head began to throb more painfully. He was lying on the ground surrounded by Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny. He felt horrible. He looked at his hands. He was very pale. Harry touched his head and felt something sticky on his fingers.

"What happened to your head?" asked Fred.

"Well, I don't remember much, but I was looking for you guys and I tripped and slammed into the ground. Then, I think someone kick me in the head. I don't know what happened after that. Everything went black.

"Well," said Hermione, " we better get out of here. They haven't found the death eaters." At this word Harry must have looked confused because soon after Hermione explained they were followers of you know who.

Harry tried to stand up, but he was to dizzy, so Ron and Hermione helped him walk. After about fifteen minutes of walking, Harry felt his scar start to prickle. But he didn't let anyone notice. They were already worried about him.