I'm going to live with my godfather. I'm leaving the Dursleys. 

He forced himself to think of Black, and only Black, and began to chant: "Expecto patronum! Expecto patronum!" 

Black gave a shudder, rolled over, and lay motionless on the ground, pale as death. 

He'll be all right. I'm going to go and live with him. 

"Expecto patronum! Hermione, Amelia, help me! Expecto patronum!" 

"Expecto --" Hermione whispered, "expecto -- expecto --" 

But she couldn't do it. The dementors were closing in, barely ten feet from them. They formed a solid wall around Harry, Hermione, , and Amelia, and were getting closer....

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Amelia shouted holding up her arm, legs shaking from blood loss. "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" tears trailing down her cheeks. ""EXPECTO PATRONUM!"

"GET AWAY FROM US!"

 "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Harry yelled, trying to blot the screaming from his ears. "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" 

A thin wisp of silver escaped his wand and hovered like mist before him. At the same moment, Harry felt Hermione collapse next to him. He heard Amelia shutter and then fall beside him. He was alone... completely alone.... 

"Expecto -- expecto patronum --"

 Harry felt his knees hit the cold grass. Fog was clouding his eyes. With a huge effort, he fought to remember -- Sirius was innocent -- innocent -- We'll be okay -- I' mgoing to live with him -- 

"Ex ecto patronum!" he gasped. 

By the feeble light of his formless Patronus, He saw a dementor halt, very close to him. It couldn't walk through the cloud of silver mist Harry had conjured. A dead, slimy hand slid out from under the cloak. It made a gesture as though to sweep the Patronus aside.

 "No -- no --" Harry gasped. "He's innocent... expecto expecto patronum --"