the opportunity to face Harry Potter in battle, if only for the last humiliation in Quidditch.
He was just about to utter a new curse when suddenly a violent jerk ran through the wagon and threw him off his feet. Harry stumbled and hit his back against the window.A loud bang tore the air, then the rollers of the train squeak under their feet.
"Wh ... what was that?" Draco asked confused as he got to his feet again.
They were still moving, but the snorting and roaring of the locomotive seemed to come from a long way off. Also ... they slowed down ...
"I ... I don't know, but ... it's not good ..." he whispered breathlessly and his gaze slid out of the window that was now behind him. Blinking in confusion, he rubbed his eyes once and then looked outside again.
"In any case, the locomotive is back there ... and we are here ... and the train is guaranteed not to be that long ... Seems ... seems like we are ... disconnected !!!"
He really didn't know what to make of it, but he didn't like it at all. Horrified, he turned to Draco.
"This is all your fault !!"
~ What do you have Meisssster? ~
~ Esssss eat notsssss ~ Harry muttered. ~ Absolutely nothing at all ... ~
"My fault?" Draco exclaimed, "That's a cheek!"Another jolt went through the car and now Draco saw that the train was moving away from them while they slowed down. And it looked like they were standing on a high bridge that led over a deep valley. Far below them a mighty foot rushed through the valley and now that the train had come to a stop, the only sound was the water.
Draco took a deep breath.
"OK..."
He ran to the door of the car and threw it open. The wind blew around him and cut his face. Although the sun was shining it was unusually cold!
He could just see the Hogwarts Express disappear behind a mountain.
//That could be funny! //

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Green light flashed in front of his eyes and in the distance he heard the screaming and
Pleading with his mother to be spared. He pressed his hands to his ears and had to hold back from screaming. With just the last bit of brains he managed to pull himself up and stagger to Draco.He pulled out his wand and whispered "Expecto Patronum!", Whereupon a large golden stag appeared in front of them. Completely exhausted, he leaned against Draco, not thinking about what he was doing.
He simply forgot that it was an archenemy who was leaning on him so as not to fall. But now his heart was gripped by the icy cold and he was glad that Harry was still able to summon a Patronus.
The snake hissed its tongue across his face as Draco put Harry's right arm around his shoulder and dragged him out the door and jumped onto the tracks.
Now he could see her.
Three dementors hovering over the roof of the car and beating it with their bony hands.
He held his breath for a moment and stared at the creatures while Harry continued to slacken beside him. The snake nudged him with its nose, its tongue sliding down his cheek to bring him back."Yes, you're right," Draco whispered, although he didn't understand the snake and it probably wouldn't recognize his words either.
He turned on his heel and ran, still supporting Harry.
Behind him he could hear the Dementors sliding ... and they seemed to be getting closer ...

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~ Meisssster, Meisssster ... ~ Felidea tried desperately to get a little reaction from Harry, but Harry was currently perceiving everything through a wall of smoke. He only felt the dementors slowly approaching and the cold spreading further and further, while the screams grew louder and louder.
He felt Draco slow down and seemingly look down. He looked around again before slowly dropping forward. And while Harry was already finishing his life, they slowly fell into the depths towards the river.
~ Meissster !! What happens here ??? ~

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Draco had decided at the last second to leave the bridge and jump down into the water.Now that they were falling, however, he wondered if this had really been the right decision.
//Give me power! //
Harry next to him was very still, only the snake's hissing sound could be heard through the cutting of the wind.
And just before they hit and they were swallowed up by the masses of water, his mind became empty and the darkness captured him.

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When Harry woke up he was on a river bank and Felidea was curled up on his stomach. He could tell from her demeanor that she was vigilant. Apparently she was paying attention to her surroundings while he and Draco were passed out.
Now that he thought of Draco, he looked around and saw the blonde Slytherin next to him, apparently still unconscious. Carefully he lifted Felidea from him and sat her on his lap while he continued to look around.
~ Meissster, do you feel better? ~ Felidea hissed excitedly, which made Harry smile.
~ Yes. Don't worry, my little one ~What he was worrying about now, however, was how Draco was doing. After all, they had fallen pretty low and despite everything he didn't wish that anything would happen to him.
~ How ssss did we get here in the first place? What happens? ~
~ We have been driven through the river for a long time, but then you are drifting on the bank, my master ~ Felidea replied and curled around Harry's wrist ~ Since then he has been eating consciously ... there is a village nearby ... a while ago came a woman ... she eats a muggle I think ... ~
Felidea turned his head and looked up the stony bank at a path that led over a green slope.
Draco was lying right next to a fallen log, breathing shallowly and regularly. Harry, however, had rested his head on a flat rock and felt the place where the stone had bored into his skull.
The sun was slowly setting and when he looked along the path, he discovered the village.A Muggle village.
~ What shall we do, Meisssster? ~
~ I would say that we will first wake up Draco and then see that we can get out of here. ~
He got up and walked slowly over to the blond boy. He was slightly dizzy because of his not exactly comfortable position in which he had slept, but he ignored that at first. Instead he knelt down next to Draco and nudged Draco carefully.
"Malfoy? Malfoy ??"
Draco's eyelids twitched slightly as he fought his way back into consciousness. With a groan of pain, he rolled onto his stomach and propped himself on his elbows. The taste of salty water had spread in his mouth, so he spat on the grayish gravel of the shore.
Then, in a husky voice, he turned to Harry and glanced at Harry's hand on his shoulder.
"II ... uh ...", he coughed, "I see we're not dead, are we?"
"I ... don't think so, but I'm not sure ..." He sighed resignedly."Felidea told me that she saw a Muggle woman and that there is a village nearby. What should we do? Should you go there first?"
He really had no idea what to do or where to go, but it was probably best to mingle with people first.
"Felidea?" Draco asked, looking at the snake that was wrapped around Harry's shoulder again, "Is that your name?"
He paused and stared at the animal for a moment, then fixed his eyes on Harry again.
"Well, let's go to the Muggle village. I don't like mingling with them, but we might find a way back to King's Cross and get home!"
He turned to the path that was below the floodplain and the gravel crunched softly under his feet.
“All right.” He got up and started walking down the path with Draco. "And yes, her name is Felidea."

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They walked in silence for a while, continuing towards the village.But somehow he had the feeling that he didn't really want to go there. And yet they arrived at the village faster than expected.
Harry looked around curiously. The villagers took no notice of them, which surprised him a little, but he decided to look around first.
Felidea had curled up under Harry's shirt and made herself comfortable there, for which Harry was very grateful. And so he turned to Draco and looked at him questioningly.
"So what do we do now? Where do we go first?"
"I don't know, to be honest!" replied Draco, and their childish quarrel, which they were about to have on the Hogwarts Express, seemed far away now.
Two old ladies walked past them, both with sad expressions on their faces.
"Did you hear it too, Madeleine? The two are said to have been only 16 years old!"
"That's how old my grandson is too!" replied Madeleine, looking sadly to one side.
They didn't seem to take any notice of Harry and Draco, not even their tattered clothes seemed to be in any way noticeable.// It's all very strange! //
"Do you think there are wizards around here we could ask for advice?"
"I have no idea ... Let's just take a look ... But ... don't you think it's strange that and * nobody * even looks at us? Normally we wizards are always looked at like beings from another planet. "Harry grabbed Draco lightly by the arm and pulled him further into the village.
"That's not normal."
It didn't matter how far they got. Nobody took the slightest notice of them. However, after a while they finally saw someone who did look like a wizard. The middle-aged man was dressed entirely in black and had an owl on his shoulder.
"Should we speak to him?"
"Well, he can’t say no more than that!" Draco said with a shrug and took a step faster to catch up with the man. He seemed to be in a pretty hurry ...
"Hey Sir!" called Draco. Usually he hated speaking to strangers, especially when they looked as poor as this man, but he couldn't help himself."Hello!"
The man ignored him. It was more like he was quickening his pace to reach a hut on the edge of the village, sheltered by tall trees.
Now, removed from the incidental inhabitants of the small Muggle village, he pulled out a newspaper, a newspaper that both Draco and Harry found very familiar.
"The Daily Prophet!" Draco breathed and hurried to follow the man.
Harry followed closely.
The man stopped in front of the heavy