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Written for the second lot of 50 words for Werewolf One's theme challenge, the theme for this set of prompts is that they're all Prologues for Harry Potter fics.
Prompt 76 – Imaginary
Petunia slowly made her way into the kitchen, her nervous where shot, she couldn't take this anymore.
'It's all in my mind, it can't be true, it's all in my mind' Petunia thought as she made her way over to the kettle, 'It's been a long day, with getting Dudley to school and Vernon's newest promotion...it can't be true, I'm just overly tired.'
Petunia grabbed a teabag from the pot, then slowly reached out to where a cup was handing only to let out a startled squeal of surprise when what felt like a pair of male hands wrapped around her waist.
"W-whose there? V-Vernon is that you? Are you back early?" Petunia stuttered nervously, not daring to look behind her, "D-Dudley, did you come home for lunch?"
Petunia gulped as she waited a few minutes for a response. None came expect the sound of heavy breathing through the hands on her body disappeared. Taking a deep breath Petunia grabbed a mug and span around holding it high, her eyes darted everywhere as she tried to find the intruder only to find none.
"I-I must be imagineering things again," Petunia muttered as she placed the mug down on the countertop, "I think I'll go and have a little lie down."
As Petunia made her way upstairs she never look behind her, it was too bad for if she did she would have found footprints following her that was made up of blood.
To Be Continued...