Prologue
The house was very dark as the stranger made his way through. The home comforts that decorated the living room where the stranger was standing did nothing to ease the eerie silence. Quietly the stranger tip toed up the stairs, careful to not disrupt anything within the house. If the residents of the home knew he had been there his entire plan would be ruined.
The stranger stared at the line of rooms at the top of the stairs. He had been told that the room where the object was hidden had an inscription carved into the door. Carefully he examined the first two doors and found nothing. The third door proved to be the one with the letters H&G forever carved under the door handle.
The stranger turned the door handle eagerly only to discover that it was locked. He supposed that this was to keep the children out as his research had shown that the residents of this house believed that they were relatively safe from harm. He figured the simplest charm could probably be used to open the door. "Alohomora." He whispered under his breath, pointing his wand at the door. He heard the lock click, and turned the doorknob. It opened with a creak as he pushed on the frame.
The room was very large, with a king sized bed next to the window and a brown wooden dresser pushed against the wall. There was a small mirror hanging above the dresser, and clothes were strewn all over the floor. The stranger took a quick look around. He was unsurprised that the room was so messy as he knew both of it's inhabitants led very busy, career oriented lives.
Carefully he walked into the room, trying his hardest to avoid stepping on anything that looked to be valuable, or clean. He led himself to the dresser and pulled open the top drawer, careful not to jostle anything on top of it or within. He rummaged through the drawer and was disappointed not to find what he was searching for. All that was in there were some muggle clothes and a broken locket that looked as if it had been stabbed by something.
The stranger opened the second drawer just as carefully as the first, but again he did not find what he was looking for. In this drawer there were several black cloaks and a book entitled "Twelve Fail Safe Ways To Charm Witches." The stranger couldn't help a small dark chuckle, and wondered why the owners of this house would own such a book.
Now the stranger opened the second drawer, hoping that he would find what he was searching for in it. He knew the residents of this house would be back from King's Cross soon and he couldn't be here when they returned. As soon as he opened the drawer the stranger knew this was the right one. There was only one object inside, a large silver cloak. The stranger took the cloak into his arms and sighed, relieved. Carefully he closed the bottom drawer and took a step away from the dresser. With the invisibility cloak in one arm he turned on the spot and with a small pop he was gone.