Muggle wars
I do not own Harry Potter or any characters in the books, this is a made up story and has nothing to do with J.K Rowling.
Chapter 1 The Attack
It was midnight, or so the clock told Little Whinging as it struck the hour. All the residences of number 4 were fast asleep, or so it seemed. Dudley Dursley was not snoring gently in his bed as he usually did he was awake and restless. Dudley was worried but not about the same issues that plagued Harry's mind and all the minds of the wizarding world, no it was girl or to be more certain one girl, Doris Hodgekin.
The rest of the world were panicking about the increasing threat on the world, bridges breaking and plunging thousands into the rivers or the increasing bad weather in both the north and south regions of the country. Dudley was thinking about Doris the large, sorry big boned girl, that had attracted his attention but slapping him in the face that day at school. The war had begun and all he could think about was love.
Dudley was not the only one who lay awake an hour later as there was a gently popping noise coming from Harry's room as three fully grown wizards arrived in his room, a tall bespectacled man, a man with flaming red hair and a woman with bushy brown hair. Harry, Ron and Hermione were returning from London having spent the whole day in his house making the house fit to live in as it had gone untidy for a year.
This was Harry's last night with his "family" because he had promised Dumbledore that he would do so before he hit the road and never looked back. Harry picked up a leather bag from the corner of the room and attempt to pile clothes and books into the small leather sac. Ron sat down on Harry's bed and fell asleep while Hermione paced the room wanted to be gone as soon as possible.
Dudley sighed as he got up and stared out of the window in the corner of his eye he thought he saw a dark shadow moving swiftly towards the house. Dudley thought nothing of this as Harry had had many strange visitors in the last week or so. Dudley went back to his wonderings but suddenly he felt cold and actually quite sick and the image that haunted him most began to swim unfocused into his mind. He felt a strange coldness sweeping across all his features as he miserably sank to the floor.
There was a slow cold mist forming around the house, fogs like that had plagued the big cities and towns for some time but it was tighter and closer than it had ever been before. "Do you think they are here," Hermione asked nervously as he swept the room for the hundredth time picking up a book on the floor and gazing absently at the cover. "No they can't have followed us all the way from London," Harry answered "Wake up Ron we need to go."
The windows began to rattle slowly in Dudley's room as despair set in. He had felt like this before, once in the summer a couple of years ago when he was with Harry. Harry Dudley thought he had protected him against this last time, he needed Harry. Dudley staggered to his feet as he heard a loud tapping on the widow, Dudley turned around in panic, falling against the door. It was only a snowy white owl, Dudley thought it was the one that belonged to Harry but can't be certain. Slowly but surely Dudley got to his feet again and walked towards the door.
"Oh Ron come on wake up you lump," Hermione said trying to turf Ron out of bed "Oh for goodness sake Ronald Weasley get up." With Harry's help Hermione managed to push Ron off the bed and on to the floor. "Woz the matta," Ron groaned sleepily. "Ron we need to go now," Harry answered as he strode to the door to check that he hadn't woken the rest of the house up. "Who turned the light out," Ron said stupidly as he stared out of the window.
Dudley turned as he reached the corridor, he saw the black figure again, a tall creature wrapped in a black cloak. Its hands reached out to turn the handle on the window, they were grey and clammy and its breathing was slow and rattle, it was shucking more than it needed out of the air. Dudley ran as fast as his tubby legs would carry him he pulled the handle of Harry's door open just as the thing managed to open the window "Hhhharrrryyyy!" Dudley shouted as he burst into Harry's bedroom. To Dudley's horror the thing was making straight towards him and when he turned he saw that Harry was gone "Hhharrrrryyyyy!"