I own Harry Potter and everything all belongs to me, me! Just joking, Harry Potter rightfully belongs to J. K. Rowling. If I did own Harry Potter I would be burrowed with money, lol. This fic is a idea that just popped into my head. If this doesn't make sense to you, then good. It isn't supposed to. Anyway, enough. Read on, if you dare.
Harry crept triumphantly after the retreating form of Draco Malfoy into the Room of Requirement. He had been forever trying to find out what Malfoy was doing and enter the Room Of Requirement. Today, he had got his wish. After lunch break, he had spotted Draco Malfoy walking towards the seventh floor corridor on the Marauder's map. Harry had hurriedly stuffed the map back into his robes, and took out his invisibility cloak. Throwing it on, he had made his way towards the seventh floor corridor. It was very hard to not accidentally crash into someone in the corridors, but thankfully most of the students were in Hogsmeade. He reached the seventh floor corridor, to find Malfoy pacing the corridor. The whole corridor was completely empty except for Harry under his invisibility cloak, Malfoy and two little first years girls, which Harry knew to be Crabbe and Goyle in disguise.
"It doesn't matter!" Malfoy was saying, slamming his hand on a tapestry which depicted Barnabas the Barmy's foolish attempt to train trolls. "Just do your job and stay quiet!" Malfoy paced around and activated the room. Malfoy entered through the newly materialised door. Harry crept after him, barely just making it over the threshold before the door was shut and the lock was turned. Harry looked around, expecting a workshop or a secret room full of magical artefacts but what he saw was a room full of junk. Piles of things were strewn across the giant room. Broomsticks, old books, furniture and everything he could ever imagine were all in a heap. Malfoy walked through the room like he had strolled down a path that only he himself could imagine. Was this what Malfoy was doing? Fixing some magical object? Harry followed Malfoy till the end of a aisle, which bore signs of been recently moved. There was a silver dagger which looked like horribly like blood right next to a broken looking vanishing cabinet. A vanishing cabinet... Harry suddenly realised what Malfoy was planning! The vanishing cabinet linked into another and their was one at Borgin at Burke's! Malfoy had said something about repairing and about he couldn't carry it! This was the object! Malfoy approached the cabinet and opened it. Harry quickly made his way towards the vanishing cabinet, watching closely under the cloak. In his haste he accidentally knocked over a rotten cage nerby which contained a slimy substance that smelled disgusting. Malfoy stopped and looked around suspiciously at the source of the noise. Harry backed away, holding his breath. Malfoy scanned the area, looking straight through Harry. Malfoy seemed to think that it was nothing and continued looking at the cabinet. He then took out his wand and pointed his wand at the cabinet, muttering something under his breath. He did this for minutes. Harry, who was starting to get bored and was wondering whether he should have followed Malfoy in the first place suddenly saw Malfoy let out a big 'Whoop!' and do a little jig on the spot. Malfoy had apparently fixed the sight was dearly amusing and Harry wished he had taken a picture of it. As if the room could sense his thoughts, a camera instantly appeared in Harry's hand as he snapped away, grinning evilly. Malfoy let out one last whoop and opened the cabinet. He stepped inside and he was gone. Intrigued what Malfoy was doing, Harry followed him. He quietly opened the cabinet. Malfoy was gone!
Huh, Harry thought to himself, you can travel by cabinets? Harry looked carefully inside. It wouldn't hurt would it, just to have a look and quickly go back again would it? Harry considered and acting briskly he tucked the invisibility cloak more tightly, stepped into the cabinet and closed the door. He had one last moment glimpse of the piles of object in the Room of Requirement before a dizzy sensation took him.
Ugh, Harry thought, I hate this. At last, the sensation stopped. He was just about to open the cupboard under the invisibility cloak when someone near him spoke.
"Hey Wormy," said the voice, "someone's coming through the passage." For one terrifying moment, he thought that this person speaking to this 'Wormy' meant him, but then he spotted another figure ahead in the pathway. "I bet it's that ministry officials again, raiding the manor," said the voice again. "But they don't have a chance of finding us, ha!" And he let out a fresh bark of laughter. Just then a voice called again, "Move the cabinet!" And before he could do anything, the cabinet was roughly lifted and carried into another room.
"Come on Scabbs," said another voice. "Don't want to be late for the meeting." They exited. Harry sighed in relief and crept out of the cabinet, looking around at his surroundings. He was in some sort of anti chamber, full of dusty boxes and dimly lit. Every so slowly, he crept towards the main chamber, forgetting that he was invisible. He hesitantly peeked around and stepped in quietly. The scene that was before him was shocking. Lord Voldemort and his servants were all in some of stage. But that wasn't the only surprising thing.
Hello! I wanted to make this chapter longer but I decided to leave you on a cliffhanger, hahahaha! 50 points to anyone who guesses right! As always review!