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Harry's trunk rose a few inches into the air。 Holding her wand like a conductor's baton； Tonks made the trunk hover across the room and out of the door ahead of them； Hedwig's cage in her left hand。 Harry followed her down the stairs carrying his broomstick。
Back in the kitchen Moody had replaced his eye； which was spinning so fast after its cleaning it made Harry feel sick to look at it。 Kingsley Shacklebolt and Sturgis Podmore were examining the microwave and Hestia Jones was laughing at a potato peeler she had e across while rummaging in the drawers。 Lupin was sealing a letter addressed to the Dursleys。
'Excellent；' said Lupin； looking up as Tonks and Harry entered。 We've got about a minute； I think。 We should probably get out into the garden so we're ready。 Harry； I've left a letter telling your aunt and uncle not to worry …
They won't；' said Harry。
… that you're safe …'That'll just depress them。'
… and you'll see them next summer。'
'Do I have to？'
Lupin smiled but made no answer。
'e here； boy；' said Moody gruffly； beckoning Harry towards him with his wand。 'I need to Disillusion you。'
'You need to what？' said Harry nervously。
'Disillusionment Charm；' said Moody； raising his wand。 'Lupin says you've got an Invisibility Cloak； but it won't stay on while we're flying； this'll disguise you better。 Here you go …
He rapped him hard on the top of the head and Harry felt a curious sensation as though Moody had just smashed an egg there； cold trickles seemed to be running down his body from the point the wand had struck。
'Nice one； Mad…Eye；' said Tonks appreciatively； staring at Harry's midriff。
Harry looked down at his body； or rather； what had been his body； for it didn't look anything like his any more。 It was not invisible； it had simply taken on the exact colour and texture of the kitchen unit behind him。 He seemed to have bee a human chameleon。
'e on；' said Moody； unlocking the back door with his wand。
They all stepped outside on to Uncle Vernon's beautifully kept lawn。
'Clear night；' grunted Moody； his magical eye scanning the heavens。 'Could've done with a bit more cloud cover。 Right； you；' he barked at Harry； 'we're going to be flying in close formation。 Tonks'll be right in front of you； keep close on her tail。 Lupin'll be covering you from below I'm going to be behind you。 The rest'll be circling us。 We don't break ranks for anything； got me？ If one of us is killed …
'Is that likely？' Harry asked apprehensively； but Moody ignored him。
… the others keep flying； don't stop； don't break ranks。 If they take out all of us and you survive； Harry； the rear guard are standing by to take over； keep flying east and they'll join you。'
'Stop being so cheerful； Mad…Eye； he'll think we're not taking this seriously' said Tonks； as she strapped Harry's trunk and Hedwig's cage into a harness hanging from her broom。
'I'm just telling the boy the plan；' growled Moody。 'Our jobs to deliver him safely to Headquarters and if we die in the attempt …
'No one's going to die；' said Kingsley Shacklebolt in his deep； calming voice。
'Mount your brooms； that's the first signal！' said Lupin sharply pointing into the sky。
Far； far above them； a shower of bright red sparks had flared among the stars； Harry recognised them at once as wand sparks。 He swung his right leg over his Firebolt； gripped its handle tightly and felt it vibrating very slightly； as though it was as keen as he was to be up in the air once more。
'Second signal； let's go！' said Lupin loudly as more sparks； green this time； exploded high above them。
Harry kicked off hard from the ground。 The cool night air rushed through his hair as the neat square gardens of Privet Drive fell away； shrinking rapidly into a patchwork of dark greens and blacks； and every thought of the Ministry hearing was swept from his mind as though the rush of air had blown it out of his head。 He felt as though his heart was going to explode with pleasure； he was flying again； flying away from Privet Drive as he'd been fantasising about all summer； he was going home： for a few glorious moments； all his problems seemed to recede to nothing； insignificant in the vast； starry sky。
'Hard left； hard left； there's a Muggle looking up！' shouted Moody from behind him。 Tonks swerved and Harry followed her； watching his trunk swinging wildly beneath her broom。 'We need more height： give it another quarter of a mile！'
Harry's eyes watered in the chill as they soared upwards； he could see nothing below now but tiny pinpricks of light that were car headlights and streetlamps。 Two of those tiny lights might belong to Uncle Vernon's car： the Dursleys would be heading back to their empty house right now； full of rage about the non…existent Lawn petition： and Harry laughed aloud at the thought； though his voice was drowned by the flapping robes of the others； the creaking of the harness holding his trunk and the cage； and the whoosh of the wind in their ears as they sped through the air。 He had not felt this alive in a month； or this happy。
'Bearing south！' shouted Mad…Eye。 Town ahead！'
They soared right to avoid passing directly over the glittering spider's web of lights below。
'Bear southeast and keep climbing； there's some low cloud ahead we can lose ourselves in！' called Moody。
'We're not going through clouds！' shouted Tonks angrily； 'we'll get soaked； Mad…Eye！'
Harry was relieved to hear her say this； his hands were growing numb on the Firebolt's handle。 He wished he had thought to put on a coat； he was starting to shiver。
They altered their course every now and then according to Mad…Eyes instructions。 Harry's eyes were screwed up against the rush of icy wind that was starting to make his ears ache； he could remember being this cold on a broom only once before； during the Quidditch match against Hufflepuff in his third year； which had taken place in a storm。 The guard around him was circling continuously like giant birds of prey。 Harry lost track of time。 He wondered how long they had been flying； it felt like an hour at least。
Turning southwest！' yelled Moody 'We want to avoid the motorway！'
Harry was now so chilled he thought longingly of the snug； dry interiors of the cars streaming along below； then； even more longingly； of travelling by Floo powder； it might be unfortable to spin around in fireplaces but it was at least warm in the flames： Kingsley Shacklebolt swooped around him； bald pate and earring gleaming slightly in the moonlight： now Emmeline Vance was on his right； her wand out； her head turning left and right： then she； too； swooped over him； to be replaced by Sturgis Podmore：
'We ought to double back for a bit； just to make sure we're not being followed！' Moody shouted。
'ARE YOU MAD； MAD…EYE？' Tonks screamed from the front。 We're all frozen to our brooms！ If we keep going off…course we're not going to get there until next week！ Besides； we're nearly there now！'
Time to start the descent！' came Lupin's voice。 'Follow Tonks； Harry！'
Harry followed Tonks into a dive。 They were heading for the largest collection of lights he had yet seen； a huge； sprawling crisscrossing mass； glittering in lines and grids； interspersed with patches of deepest black。 Lower and lower they flew； until Harry could see individual headlights and streetlamps； chimneys and television aerials。 He wanted to reach the ground very much； though he felt sure someone would have to unfreeze him from his broom。
'Here we go！' called Tonks； and a few seconds later she had landed。
Harry touched down right behind her and dismounted on a patch of unkempt grass in the middle of a small square。 Tonks was already unbuckling Harry's trunk。 Shivering； Harry looked around。 The grimy fronts of the surrounding houses were not weling； some of them had broken windows； glimmering dully in the light from the streetlamps； paint was peeling from many of the doors and heaps of rubbish lay outside several sets of front steps。
'Where are we？' Harry asked； but Lupin said quietly； 'In a minute。'
Moody was rummaging in his cloak； his gnarled hands clumsy with cold。
'Got it；' he muttered； raising what looked like a silver cigarette lighter into the air and clicking it。
The nearest streetlamp went out with a pop。 He clicked the unlighter again； the next lamp went out； he kept clicking until every lamp in the square was extinguished and the only remaining light came from curtained windows and the sickle moon overhead。
'Borrowed it from Dumbledore；' growled Moody； pocketing the Put…Outer。 That'll take care of any Muggles looking out of the window； see？ Now e on； quick。'
He took Harry by the arm and led him from the patch of grass； across the road and on to the pavement； Lupin and Tonks followed； carrying Harry's trunk between them； the rest of the guard； all with their wands out； flanking them。
The muffled pounding of a stereo was ing from an upper window in the nearest house。 A pungent smell of rotting rubbish came from the pile of bulging bin…bags just inside the broken gate。
'Here；' M