BOGGART IN THE CLOSET

Lord Voldemort swept from room to room with Lucius Malfoy in tow (who was feeling highly uncomfortable) in the Malfoy manor.

Voldemort cursed. That Potter boy had managed to slip through his fingers again. All because of that mutt - Black.

Though Black was not on No#1 in his kill list, Black was somewhere in the top 20. The 'amazing' position of No#1 was still Harry Potter's.

Voldemort's previous hideout was infiltrated by some of the Order who managed to trace Lucius to his headquarters.

Now, as repayment, Lucius Malfoy had offered his Master his manor as headquarters.

Lucius Malfoy walked silently behind his master, not daring to make a sound as his master swept around, angry.

Voldemort was looking for the hidden room in Malfoy's drawing room. Of course, Malfoy could tell him where it was in a minute, but he was too afraid to speak with his Master in such a terrible mood.

Voldemort managed to quirk his liples mouth in triumph as he found the hidden room.

Lucius was shaking. His Master had found out that the diary was destroyed along with the Basilisk by the Potter boy and he was crucio-ed for what Potter had done.

Voldemort reached out and picked up several things which contained Dark Magic. He sneered, not that powerful.

Just then, the closet started to rattle.

Voldemort went forward and silently commanded Lucius to stay back as he wanted to deal with it.

A boggart, Voldemort mused.

The closet's door swung open.

There stood the boggart in the form of Albus Dumbledore, looking positively frightening as his expression was of anger and his blue twinkling eyes were thundering. A chill emitted from him that Lucius took a few steps back and Voldemort stepped back once.

"Riddikulus!" Voldemort said lazily.

The boggart instead of getting banished, changed.

Into the unmistakable form of Harry Potter.

Boggart-Harry was wielding his wand and was walking forward with his wand pointed at Voldemort, a smirk playing on his face.

Voldemort took more than three steps back.

"RIDDIKULUS!" Voldemort yelled.

With a pop, the boggart was gone and Voldemort stood there, panting.

What did this mean? Was he afraid of Potter?! No, no. He isn't afraid. He isn't.

But then, the boggart was clearly Potter.

"Not a word of this to anyone, Lucius." Voldemort said softly, yet menacingly.

Lucius gulped. "As you wish, My Lord."

But unknown to the two of them, a man with black eyes and greasy hair turned away from what he saw.

Potter? Snape thought incredulously. NOW Potter was also one that the Dark Lord feared?! As if Potter's head could become more bigger than it already was!

Snape fumed.


Dumbledore smiled.

Good, he thought. If he died then at least Tom's fear of Harry would keep him from unleashing totally terror on people.

It wasn't a happy thought, but better that the Death Eaters are in control than Tom. Some Death Eaters -

Like the Malfoys- could show mercy.

But not Tom. Tom was always the one to kill without an ounce of remorse.

His blue eyes twinkled merrily as most Order members laughed uncontrollably as Severus told them how the Dark Lord had backed away from Boggart-Harry.


Sirius grinned.

Voldy-pants was scared of not only Dumbledore, but now his Godson.

Maybe he should send Harry a congratulations card with a broomstick servicing kit.

Now that was an idea.


Hey guys, I know that Dumbledore was the only one Voldemort feared, but I think he also feared Harry. You may or may not agree with me, but remember, this is a FanFiction. Anyways, I've always thought of what would've happened if Voldemort tackled a boggart. Obviously it would be Albus Dumbledore. Then I thought of adding Harry as well. Well, lets face it, Voldemort is as afraid of Harry as he is of Dumbledore. And that appealed me to type this story.

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