Disclaimer: All names belong to JK Rowling.
Crisis
Harry Potter was panicking.
This was not something that often happened to him, especially since the end of the Wizarding War, but now it was definitely panic that he was feeling. Voldemort, Death Eaters, Dementors, Dragons, all of them he could cope with and would much rather face than this.
How had this happened? The day had started just like every other day, with Ginny leaving the house in the morning to go shopping. There had been no indication that something was about to happen.
Harry searched frantically through the pile of items he had pulled out of the cupboard. The thing he was looking for had been charmed against Summoning Spells to prevent it being stolen by magic. Harry was now regretting that decision. It had to be here somewhere!
There was an insistent knocking at the door to their house and it was getting louder. Harry grew more and more frantic. Where was it? Where in Merlin's name was it? Precious moments were ticking by as he became even more desperate. Wait... There it was!
Harry picked it up and ran as fast as he could towards the door, the thing he was looking for held out in front of him as if to ward off what he knew would come through the door.
Ten feet... Five feet... One foot... Nearly there!
"Reducto!" came a cry from outside.
The door exploded into a cloud of sawdust, showering Harry from head to toe. As he stood there coughing he made out the person outside the door frame. The long flaming red hair on top and the brown eyes revealed it to be his wife Ginny.
Harry hadn't moved from where he had stopped, the spare key held out in his hand. Inwardly he groaned.
This was the third time in two months. Yet another door company would blacklist them.
Ginny had a sheepish smile on her face. "I forgot my key again."
A/N So yeah. This is the first of an occasional series of (very) short one-shots of varying quality which I will update as and when some mad/strange/silly idea strikes me.