Year of Discovery – Summer Refugee

A/N: This one's dedicated to Kneazle. Thanks for pointing out the spelling error in my other fic :D I think I'll throw in Jakalope in one of the chapters where Harry's trying to relax in Hogwarts. You got a favorite? Oh yeah... Go Canada! LoL. It's also dedicated to all those people who review in my new fic, and thank you for being so supportive. I don't know what's come over me today, but for some strange reason, I felt like writing :D

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As the snow around him continued to fall downwards slowly and silently, Nicholas Cliffmore continued to walk towards the large building that resided in the middle of Scotland.

"Perhaps this will help me remember," Nicholas mumbled to himself as he finally reached the front of the building.

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"You led him to Scotland High Private?" Kazu asked in disbelief as Severus Snape nodded his head.

"And here I thought I was the one who was supposed to be coming out of a coma half awake—are you insane Severus?" Kazu exploded.

"What..." a look of confusion appeared onto Snape's face.

"The boy needs something to jump his memory. He will begin to remember afterwards—"

"Jump start his memory my arse! What if Tom attacks him while he's at the school!" Kazu shot a pointed look at Snape.

"He won't. The Dark Lord wishes to recruit young Potter..."

"It's CLIFFMORE!" Kazu shouted angrily, causing vials of potions and ingredients around them to explode.

"You fool... have you any idea how expensive these items are?" Severus hissed.

"Nicholas' life is worth much more!"

"His name is POTTER!" Severs Snape shouted, drawing his wand and pointing it at Kazu, whose hand inched towards his own wand.

Silence fell upon the room and before either wizard could say something, a crash could be heard from outside the dungeons.

Snape and Kazu both hurried towards the corridor, but besides a smashed suit of armor, there was no one else there.

"What now?" Kazu looked over at Snape, who had a look of fear on his face.

"Whoever that person was... if they were a spy... they could report to the Dark Lord... my life may be forfeited." Severus whispered, taking a step back in worry.

"You must find Nicholas—" Kazu stopped, "Harry. You must find Harry. Immediately. Before it's too late. They know where he is. You must find him and take him to a much safer place. But... where?"

"The summer refugee?" Snape suggested.

"Yes. Of course. We stayed there during the summer, training... yes, take him there..." Kazu decided.

"I'll need the new password..."

"A Snake in the Lion's den." Kazu stated.

"Well put. I'm off to search for Potter."

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"My lord, I have just received an owl from my daughter, she brings... great news." One of the death eaters said as he knelt down before the Dark Lord.

"Oh? What news does she bring?" Voldemort asked.

"She heard a conversation my lord, between Snape, and Potter's new mentor... my lord, Snape... he is not loyal."

"I know of this already, Parkinson. Get on with the news." Voldemort hurried.

"Yes of course my lord." Parkinson mumbled under his breath, continuing on with the information he knew.

"It's Potter my lord. He's no longer at Hogwarts. He's at the Private school that mudblood Granger attended at the beginning of the year."

"Scotland High? Of course. To help him remember his past..." Tom paused for a moment.

"Death Eaters! You must travel to Scotland High immediately! Before it is too late! Hurry!" Voldemort shouted as death eaters around them began to disapparate.

"Malfoy! Parkinson! You two are in charge! I want you to bring Potter back. Alive." Voldemort instructed.

"Of course my lord," the two death eaters said in unison as they too, disappeared with a pop.

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Meanwhile...

"Excuse me, my name's Nicholas Cliffmore... I'm a bit lost here... can you tell me which room I'm supposed to be in?" Nicholas asked as the secretary at the front office raised her eyebrow at him.

"I'm on my break kid. Come back in an hour."

"But..."

"Read the sign!" The secretary snapped.

Nicholas looked around.

"What sign?"

The secretary sighed, before grabbing a pen, and scribbling something down on a blank sheet of paper.

"This sign!" The secretary stated as she taped the sheet of paper up.

"Currently on break. GO AWAY." Nick read aloud.

"Alright. Thanks for nothing then." Nicholas turned around, ignoring the snort that came from the secretary.

"What a rude women," Nicholas mumbled to himself as he stopped in front of a large map.

"Hmm... perhaps..." Nick paused, and looked around carefully.

Apparently everyone else was eating dinner or something. There was no one in the hallway.

Nick waved his hand over the map, and waited carefully for something to happen. A few seconds later, one of the room on the map began to glow.

"Alright, guess that's my room..." Nick said out loud to himself as he turned, and headed down the hallway towards his old apartment.

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Severus Snape couldn't help but hate the cold weather as he walked through the snowstorm that brewed outside. He would have apparated or at least orbed to the school, but to avoid bumping into any muggles, he was instructed by Kazu to apparate as close as he could and walk the rest of the way.

Unfortunately for him, the rest of the way was over a mile long.

As the Potions Master shivered and shook with coldness, he wondered if the Dark Lord had sent the Death Eaters already.

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"You, woman, tell me here, has a boy with black hair come by? A boy named Harry Potter?" Lucius Malfoy asked as he glowered over the secretary.

"Not another one... listen, I'm on my break, bugger off!" the lady snapped angrily, grabbing the sign she had made earlier and shoving it in Lucius' face.

"Incendio!"

"Ahh!" The secretary dropped the note, which had ignited into flames.

"Now I'll ask you again, have you seen a boy with black hair come by?"

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The crunching of snow was loud as Severus Snape began to run towards the school, pausing every once in a while to flash forward using his magic. Less then a minute ago, an alarm had gone off at the school. Someone had used magic. And it wasn't Harry.

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"This way!" Lucius Malfoy led the crowd of Death Eaters through the hallways of the school, and as they bumped into any students and teachers, they tortured and killed.

"Are we almost there yet?" Parkinson asked for what seemed like the millionth time.

"We're close, we just need—"

BRRRRRRRIIIIIINNNGGGGGG

The Death Eaters all froze in their actions as they looked around the building, looking for the source of the sound. Lucius found it first, coming from a red bell high above them.

"Diffindo!" Malfoy cried out, flinching as the red split in half, but continued to ring, and if possible, much louder.

"Oh bloody hell! Incendio!" Parkinson shouted, brandishing his wand.

The moment the burst of fire streamed out though, water poured downward upon them.

"Forget about this! We must find the boy! He must've been warned by now!" Lucius yelled, running forward through the sprinklers, ignoring the pallets of water that splattered upon his face.

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"Damn it Potter, where are you?" Severus Snape asked himself as he finally reached the entrance of the school.

Flames were seen everywhere as more then half the school began to burn down.

"Bloody hell... point me, Potter." Severus mumbled, waiting for his wand to show him the way.

"Of course..." he sighed to himself as he hurried off towards the school.

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Nicholas Cliffmore was walking happily down the hallway, well, as happily as he could, after the encounter with the evil and mean secretary, when suddenly, he heard a scream. Look out a window, and over to the other side of the building, he saw a flash of green, then silence.

"Bloody hell, they've found me..." Nick whispered to himself as he began to ran.

He screeched to a stop at a corner, and was about to turn left when he noticed the fire alarm on the wall. He pulled on it, before continuing his run. He had to get out of there. Before it was too late.

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"You, and you! Head that way! You three, go that way! Parkinson, you're with me!" Malfoy shouted out orders as the group of death eaters divided themselves into small groups and headed off in different directions.

They hadn't gone far before they heard a cry from behind.

"Snape!"

Malfoy and Parkinson both turned just in time to see one of their newer death eaters go flying backwards.

"Kill him!" Malfoy shouted, brandishing his wand and sending a hex towards the Potion Master's way.

Snape stood there unfazed as several beams of green light came flying towards his direction. Then, just before it hit him, he disappeared with a flash.

"Merlin... forget about him! Find Potter! Hurry!" Malfoy yelled, turning around and continuing his searching.

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Nicholas was running down the hallway, knocking on the door, and shouting at the top of his lungs, telling people to get out of the building, when he suddenly collided into someone.

"Ooof!" Nick cried out as he fell back in surprise.

"Potter! Here you are! We've got to get you out of here!" Severus Snape stated as he dragged the sixteen-year-old wizard to his feet.

"What? But you said to come back and..." there was a look of confusion on Nick's face.

"Forget about what I said before, we need to get out of—"

"There they are!" Parkinson's voice cried out as the two light wizards turned to see who was talking.

"Bloody hell. Grab on tight Potter, it's going to be a bumpy ride. Summer's Refugee!" Snape hissed, activating a portkey just as the flash of green light missed them, and destroyed the wall behind them.