Confronting Shadows

"Potter." The speaker said, Natasha's head almost snapped in his direction. "We've been hiding because of Potter, or 'Grim' as he apparently calls himself." The man seemed to be sneering under the mask.

"Do you know how many of us he has killed?!" One man shouted from the crowd.

"Yeah!" Another agreed. "He's not like Dumbledore or the Ministry, bribes, lies and false promises won't work on him. Those he doesn't kill he forces into unbreakable vows and magical oaths!"

"My cousin was found hanging from a tree!" Another cried. "I know it was Potter who did it and I am not risking him doing the same to me!"

"He's just a half-blood!" The speaker shouted. "He's not even half as old as Dumbledore or the dark lord! We can beat him, yes he is a powerful but that doesn't mean we have to fight him one on one."

"He's faced higher numbers in a fight before!" One person yelled.

"I once saw him kill people with a single piercing spell." Another shouted.

"Look," The speaker growled. "we can beat him if we work together! We are all purebloods! Pure blooded members of the dark lord's forces, surely we can beat one single half-blood brat!"

"You're going to die." One voice spoke, Natasha and everyone saw one man calmly walk through the crowd until he was at the front. "You'll be crying and begging for mercy." He said.

"Oh and Potter's going to make me beg?" The man scoffed in a disbelieving voice.

"Yes," The man said as he pulled down the hood of his robes, reveling some very mess black hair. He then pulled off his mask, his face was one that Natasha knew all to well, his green eyes opened and stared at the speaker. "I will."

"Potter!" The speaker gasped along with most of the hall as they all took a step back. "S...surrender," The speaker recovered and was now trying to sound brave. "you are outmatched and outnumbered." A second after he had said that the back of the hall burst open as a small army of people in black robes with their hoods up and shadows covering their faces rushed into the room and began firing at the Death Eaters.

Natasha watched as Harry had flicked his wrist and his wand came into his hand, he quickly raised it and shot down the six men in-between him and the speaker with impressive speed, only one of those men were able to get a shot off and had just narrowly missed Harry. The speaker had his wand out and aimed it at Harry, he fired a spell but Harry put up a shield which deflected it back at the man.

The man cursed as he fell to the floor with a broken knee, Harry walked over to him, he flicked his wand which sent the speakers wand far out of his hand.

"No...please!" The speaker whimpered

"I told you that you would beg." Harry whispered before a green light shout out of his wand and hit the speaker.

Natasha blinked and suddenly found herself back in her apartment, in exactly the same spot as before. She looked at Padfoot who was looking back at her, for once she felt like she couldn't guess what the black dog was thinking.

"What the hell was that?" Natasha whispered. Padfoot didn't answer, not even in the form of a bark.

"Thanks mate." She heard Harry say, she looked up and saw him paying for a pizza that had just arrived before closing the door. That brought up a question for Natasha, how long was she in...whatever the hell that was? "Are you alright?" Harry asked as he walked over and placed the pizza on the table before he sat down after shooing Padfoot off of his seat.

"I'm fine," Natasha said after a brief headshake. "I was just thinking about something." She realized that she had just seen what was more than likely a piece from Harry's past life, the question now was how did that happen? She remembered that she had been looking at Padfoot when it happened, did Padfoot do that? If so then why?

Was he trying to test her? See if she would be turned off from Harry by those memories? If that was the case then Natasha felt that Padfoot underestimated her. She was tempted to ask Harry about it but restrained herself, she knew he didn't really like his past, nor did she like talking about it.

"What was it?" Harry asked as he opened the pizza box.

"It's not important." Natasha said as she took one slice, she saw Harry give her a slightly disbelieving look. "I promise you that it's nothing that needs to be discussed now."

"I will take your word for it." Harry sighed before taking his own slice. "But if you want to talk then I am here."

"I knew you were a softy." Natasha joked before taking a bite.

"I swear I will turn all of your things pink." Harry warned her before taking his own bite.

"Softy." Natasha said in a sing song voice.

"Shut it." Harry rolled his eyes.

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