AN: Hey-o! So, this is another little idea that hit me like a ton of bricks. Don't ask me how any of this is supposed to be possible, I don't even know. I hope you guys like it! Also, I started a Facebook page, under Giada Draven. Check it out if you have the time.
I look nothing like either the Mistress of Writing, or Toby Fox (even though he looks like a theater kid).
Giada Draven, out!
A bogart. Their greatest fears. Harry didn't like that idea, since they knew for certain what theirs would be. When they were in line, they made sure to get in the back. But, of course, other people just had to get behind him so that they could see the Boy-Who-Lived's greatest fear.
They wished they could ask to be excused, but was put before the boggart before they could say anything. The boggart formed into a carbon copy of themself, wearing a green and yellow striped sweater. In their hand was a dusty knife, and around their neck was a heart shaped locket. Around Harry, they could hear people muttering about what it could be, but they didn't acknowledge it.
"Hehehe," came a younger sounding version of their voice. "Howdy, I'm Chara. It seems like you've forgotten me, haven't you?"
Harry stumbled back, trying to get away from Chara. Chara just walked toward them, an innocent smile on their face. Harry fell onto the ground.
"Why are you trying to run?" they asked. "You can't run from yourself. Besides, I think it's time we erase this world, don't you? After we have our fun, of course." They giggled, petting the knife in their hand fondly.
Harry shook his head rapidly, trying to get out the spell. "R- riddikulus," but it did nothing. They kept backing away as Chara approached, the people behind him going to the edges of the room so as to give him room.
"You can't get rid of me that easily. After all, I am you. Don't you remember how much you hate humans, the ones who believe you are the scum of the earth? And the monsters, who stared at you as if you were some kind of animal on display. Don't you want to kill them all, be done with this world and erase it? Hehehe."
This time, Harry lifted themself off of the ground, standing firmly. "Riddikulus," he spat out. Second later, a boggart version of their mom appeared and began berating Chara, then dragged them into the wardrobe by their ear. Many people in the room stared at either them or the wardrobe.