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Author: The Unloved and Uncaring
The Grey Effect
Chapter 2 - End Of A Friend. End Of A Foe.
"Bo... Potter, take your stuff up to your room." Harry grimaced at the Snape-like voice his uncle adressed him with.
"Yes Uncle Vernon" Harry replied, while carrying his trunk and owl cage as inconspicuosly as he could through the front door and into Dudley's second bedroom. Harry never thought of this room to be his own. He never felt welcome in this house, yet in some way he still felt as though he must think of this house as home.
A shriek erupted from behind Harry, who turned around to find Hedwig still in her cage, "Sorry girl, I was day-dreaming."
"POTTER! SHUT THAT BIRD UP!" Bellowed Vernon from the bedroom down the hall.
"Hedwig, please be quiet girl, your going to get me into trouble," Harry tried as hard as he could to get Hedwig to calm down but nothing could stop the bird. It was at this point that Harry noticed something was seriously wrong. Harry couldn't think of anything to do when suddenly, as if by magic, Hedwig's feathers started to burn, "Hedwig!" Harry reached into his pocket for his wand and, ignoring the restrictions for underage magic, started to cast flame freezing charms.
By this time nearly all hope was lost. Hedwig's feather were totally burnt, her screeching had reduced to a mere chirping, and Harry Potter started to cry. It was only seconds after tears had leaked from his emerald eyes that he heard a very quiet snickering outside his window.
Through teary, but wary, eyes he slowly approached the window. "Avada Kedavra," Harry dived out of the way not but a moment too soon. A unholy screech crept itself throughout the neighbourhood as the sickly green light hit the snowy white owl known as Hedwig.
"Stupefy, Incendio, Finite Incantatem," Harry fired into every corner of the room. His mind was frantic. 'Where are they? They killed Hedwig! I'm going to KILL THEM!' Only the last spell hit its target. Slowly, but surely, a young boy appeared out of thin air.
"MALFOY!" Harry screemed. "YOU BASTARD! YOUR GOING TO DIE FOR THAT!" Without trying to figure out how the boy got there, he brought up all the anger he could. "AVADA KEDAVRA,"
Malfoy was shocked. Harry Potter had found him and had just fired the killing curse at him. He stood rooted to the spot and the curse hit him, straight on. He fell limp to the floor.
Two birds came shattering through the window. Followed moments later by 5 more. Two looked different from others. Harry walked over to Hedwig, ignoring the owls, and picked her up. He looked deep into her deep amber eyes and held her close to him. His second ever true friend was dead. He remembered all the times he had with her, and wished there could have been more. He put her back down and went over to the other owls. He took the two odd notices from two of the owls and put them to the side. He decided that he would look at the normal ones first as he already knew what would be in them.
Dear Mr.Potter,
Due to unknown circumstances you have been recorded to have illegally cast a Penna Incendio curse. You will be required to immediatly come to the Ministry of Magic to attend a hearing with Madam Bones.
Thankyou For Your Co-operation,
The Automated Magic Detector.
Harry looked shocked. All of the letters were along these lines. First the Penna Incendio Curse, then the Gelidus Incendio Charm, followed by the Incendio, Stupefy and Finite Incantatem spells. He was blamed for all of these. Another owl entered though the now shattered window. Harry was unaware to his room burning up around him.
"POTTER WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" Harry turned around to see his uncle in his multi-coloured-face prime, "YOU LITTLE FREAK! YOU HAVE PUT THE ROOM UP IN FLAME! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!"
Harry turned around to see the room up in flames. He thought of what to do while his uncle had ran to get his wife and son out of the house. He knew what to do, get his broom out, invisibility cloak and fly to the ministry of magic. He needed to sort this all out. He hadn't even read the pitch black letters but he knew what they were. The unforgivable curses cast by an underage wizard were recorded. And he was going to get the blame for the two cast. One was his fault, the other not. Either way, he was in trouble.
'Where is Dumbledore' he though as he took off on his broom, his trunk still feather-light because of Moody, who's ever-lasting Constant Vigilance caused him to cast a feather-light charm on Harry's trunk in case he needed to get away from Death-Eaters fast.
As Harry set off towards London Aurors apparated onto the street outside Number Four Privet Drive. The house was set alight and none of the spells they tried could stop this. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. It was then, that the Aurors noticed three humans laying face down on the grass in front of the house. They were dead, killed by the killing curse. Later, when the Aurors had filed reports, all hell had broken loose, but for now, all was relatively calm. As they say, the calm comes before the storm.
(Author Notes)
Short first two chapters, Let me know what you think and want! I'll add anything that will entertain lots of people.
The first two chapters were short because I only wanted to set the scene - and so thatI can get your input.
All My Pleasure,
James Evans
