Chapter 8
(Harry)
Harry had stayed in Draco's room for the rest of the day. He was glad when the house elves brought him food because he was starving! The Gryffindor had come up with a small plan to see what exactly Lucius was doing with those papers in his office.
It was almost midnight. Harry was positive the Malfoy's would be asleep by then. To keep himself awake Harry took to pacing the room and looking at the posters on the walls. Finally the clock struck midnight and Harry began his plan.
Quietly he opened the bedroom door. The teen looked both to the left and to the right of the hall to make sure nobody was coming. When Harry was satisfied with the emptiness he flew across the darkened hallway.
"BAM!"
Harry slide down to the floor in shock and pain. For some reason he had expected Lucius's door to be unlocked so Harry figured he could just turn the knob as he was running. Well needless to say he was wrong.
Golden Boy was running almost full speed when he hit the solid oak door and knew without a doubt that when he and Draco switched back bodies, the Malfoy would have a nice black eye.
Luckily, Fred and George Weasley taught Harry how to pick locks. After about 5 minutes the lock gave with a satisfying click.
Carefully, Harry pushed the door open and stepped inside. Soundlessly he shut the door and walked over to the desk.
The middle drawer was slightly open so Harry figured he should start there.
Inside were long pieces of parchment. Harry tried to read it but it was too dark. Looking around he saw a small candle and lit it. Harry went back to the desk and looked at the papers. Now the words were a little more readable.
His eyes skimmed the papers and from what Harry gathered these were plans for an attack on Diagon Alley, Hogwarts, and Muggle London.
Creeeeeek
Harry looked up in horror. He blew out the candle and stuffed the plans in his night shirt pockets in mad rush. Harry weighed his options. He could either stay here and hide or go out in the hall and hope the darkness was enough to hide him.
Harry didn't have to worry too much about it because cruel fate had plans for him already. The office door opened ever so slowly. Harry ducked down under the desk.
Thum, Thump Thump, Thump.
Harry's heart was beating so hard and so loud against his chest he was positive the intruder could hear it.
Step, step, step
The slow meaningful footsteps of the stranger pounded in Harry's head.
Step, step, step
The footsteps were getting closer to the desk. It took everything in Harry's power not to run out of the office screaming. He pulled his long legs up closer to him so they didn't stick out from under the desk. The worst part of this was he didn't have his wand. There was no way for him to defend himself.
Step, step, step
This was it. If the stranger looked down it would all be over. All the dust under the desk was starting to cause a tickle feeling in his nose.
No no not now.
Harry hardly every sneezed but he knew he was going to have to shortly. All he could hope for was that the stranger would leave before he blew.
Step, step, step stop
Harry saw with terror that the stranger was standing in front of the desk. The Gryffindor guessed he was looking for the same thing he had been looking for. The sneeze was growing inside Harry. He couldn't hold it.
"AAAAHHHCHHHUUUU!" He sneezed loud and proud.
The stranger's head snapped down below the desk.
"AAAAHHH!"
I hope that made up for my last chapter! Let me know! I'll probably get more chappys up today and if not defiantly tomorrow!
