Okay, chapter 2. This one is very short. Why? Because I say so. I still do not own, so on with the story!
Chapter 2 - Intruder
Harry was floating. In a weird ethereal state, somewhere between wakefulness and sleep, he had forgotten his troubles with the Dursleys, forgotten that he was crouching in a public loo, forgotten that he was freezing and hungry. He was dreaming of Hogwarts. All alone in the castle, every small creak echoing through the silent hallways. There was nobody there except for Harry. But...footsteps? Clear and purposeful, drawing nearer, nearer.
Harry jerked awake. Groggily, he looked around the dingy room. Shivering, he pulled his cloak closer around him, and listened anxiously to the echoing footsteps. Closer and closer. Harry fumbled for his wand. The footsteps stopped outside the door. Harry held his breath, hoping the intruder wouldn't hear him. His heart was pounding in his chest. Surely the person would hear it, loud as it was.
Silence. Long seconds passed. Neither Harry not the intruder moved. And then, a whisper from the other side of the door. Harry tensed as he heard a metallic click. The doorknob began to turn. Slowly, oh so slowly, the door creaked open. Harry tried to think of a spell to use against the intruder, but nothing useful came to mind. Harry stumbled to his feet, wand out and pointed at the door. After what seemed an eternity, the door finally opened fully, and the intruder stepped into the room. Nothing could have prepared Harry for who he saw standing there.
Ooh! Who is it? But seriously, if you don't know, just...wow.
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