Prologue
They told him not to walk down Knockturn Alley, but Harry simply couldn't resist the temptation this time. Besides, he was already of age. He could use magic outside of school. What could possibly happen to him in the middle of the day anyway?
Harry couldn't help but notice the eerie feeling though, just as he felt the first time he walked into the place. It was hard to forget, he was what then? Twelve? Good thing Hagrid was there. This time, he knew what to expect.
Walking down the dark alleyway, Harry managed to make it to the other side. Apparently, Hagrid was right. It was a dodgy place. But Harry has heard something good about Knockturn Alley. He was going to check it out for himself. Besides, there's no harm in scouting the place as long as you were careful.
"Hey Mister, over here," a squeaky voice called. Harry turned and saw a much younger boy looking at him. "Come over here and let me show you something."
Harry walked up to the young boy. The boy's clothes were ratty, but he did not seem to mind. He swept his hand across some amulets. "Depends on how much you buy it," started the boy, "but these amulets can surely tell what your deepest desires are."
"Deepest desires?" repeated Harry.
"Deepest desires," confirmed the boy. "Some people do not believe it, others do. Those who do are surely wise. They will find themselves happier than they ever will be." The boy looked at Harry straight in the eye. "I can tell what you want right now, to know someone you have lost." Harry felt his mouth dry. "The amulet can see it as well. Why don't you buy one?"
Harry stared. Was this the amulet George spoke about? After all, he came to this place to see if it was for real. Should he take it though? If Harry learned anything, he learned that wanting something so bad could also mess up things that are good.
"You know you want it," coaxed the boy.
Harry dug into his pocket. "I'll take one," he said. The boy smiled and handed Harry an amulet. Harry paid for it and quickly fled from Knockturn Alley. He went straight home, holding it tightly in his hand.
As soon as he got home, Harry plopped down on his armchair. "Deepest desire?" he whispered to himself as he raised the amulet at eyelevel and looked at it. Finally, he smirked. "Child's toy, that's what it is. Knowing George…" his voice drifted off. He couldn't believe he got overly excited over something as such.
Harry placed the amulet on the coffee table in front of him. If that amulet know what I really wish for…I'd wake up to see it all happen before my eyes. And with that, he dozed off.
"Harry?" Harry felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and blinked. He could feel his hands shaking. His lower lip was also quivering. "Harry, all you all right?" His heart was racing. Harry felt that he had lost control over his body right at that moment. "Harry?"
Harry Potter couldn't believe it. His wish…the amulet…it couldn't be true…could it?
A/N: 10 Reviews and I continue this. Tell me if it's worth continuing. Thank you. I'm writing this simultaneously with my other story No Secrets.