Harry Potter and The Eye of Darkness
A/N : Ok, here's the next one. Soooooooo sorry for what happened, I uploaded ch.1 as ch.2. Silly me. Anyway, thanx A LOT for those of you who reviewed. Btw, I know some of you are wondering, I turn 13 in October. For now- enjoy!
Chapter 2 : The Disappearance…..and Back to the Burrow
Harry awoke early the next morning to the sounds of screams, shouts, and door slamming. Wondering what was up with the Dursleys now, he wearily got up, put on his glasses, and dressed quickly. As he walked to the door, he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror. He looked tired, and his black hair was even messier than ever. As usual, the clothes belonging to his spoilt, extremely fat cousin Dudley (which he was forced to wear), made him look very small. He was short and skinny enough already.
Harry trudged down the stairs, not too worried about what was making all the commotion. The Dursleys always got worked up over small things. But as he reached the kitchen, he saw that no one was there. The dining room, living room, and sitting room were also empty.
" Uncle Vernon?" called Harry. "Aunt Petunia?"
" Hello, anyone home?"
Was this some sort of trick? He didn't think so, for the Dursleys weren't exactly the most humorous people in the world. Starting to panic, he called more loudly and even searched their rooms. Harry frantically sped toward the front door and realized it was open. He darted outside and gasped.
Everyone from the neighborhood was outside. People were screaming. Police sirens were wailing. Harry's heart pounded loudly in his chest. His first thought was Voldemort. Was it him? Had he actually attacked a Muggle neighborhood?
Harry started running. He searched around for the Dursleys amidst all the people, but saw no sign of them. He noticed that the larger group of people and police cars were gathered around Mrs. Figg's house. Mrs. Figg was an old lady whom Harry was usually forced to stay with while the Dursleys were away.
He reached the group of people and saw the Dursleys there, shouting along with the others. " What happened?" gasped Harry, trying to catch his breath. Uncle Vernon turned around sharply, spotted him, and glared at him. "Mrs. Figg's house's been broken into.", he said shortly. " She's disappeared. Blood and broken stuff everywhere." Then he turned back to his wife and son, all of them ignoring Harry.
Harry's mind was spinning madly. Was it Voldemort or was this just a regular muggle kidnapping? An hour passed, and the commotion only died a little. Harry felt lost, alone, and panicked. He had no idea what to do.
Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder. "Come on, Harry. We're going, quickly! " , an urgent voice hissed in his ear. Harry spun around. "Mr. Weasley!" he gasped. " What the – what ….?" "No time to explain, Harry, quickly! We'll get you things and go straight to the Burrow!"
He sounded extremely worried. A zillion questions raced around in Harry's head, but he followed Ron's father into the empty Dursleys' house and got all of his belongings: his trunk of clothes and wizard robes, his wand, his Invisibility Cloak, his Firebolt racing broomstick, his school things, and of course, his snowy white post owl, Hedwig. Mr. Weasley helped him carry his things and Harry followed him to a car parked away from all the commotion. " In here, Harry, it's a Ministry car." Harry did as he was told. Mr. Weasley scrambled in after him and the driver pulled off. They were going back to the Burrow, the Weasleys' home.
Harry took a good look at Mr. Weasley. He looked extremely worried and exhausted. He was, surprisingly, wearing Muggle clothes that actually looked right. No one would mistake him for a wizard.
" Er- Mr. Weasley, what about the Dursleys?"
" Forget them, Harry, trust me now. We are in an extremely serious situation. I am under orders from Dumbledore to bring you back to our house immediately, and that's exactly what I should do, for your own safety.
Harry stared at him.
" But last year, he said I wasn't allowed to come, that I should stay with the Dursleys."
" Well, not now, Harry."
Harry sighed. There was nothing he'd like better than escaping the Dursleys, but- the question was, why? What was the serious situation?
" Does – does this have anything to do with Mrs. Figg's disappearance?" , asked Harry hesitantly.
Mr. Weasley sighed. " You're too smart, Harry. Yes, it has everything to do with that. However, you must trust me, for I am in no power to tell you anything. The important thing is that you're all right."
The car came to a halt in front of the Weasleys' small place. Mr. Weasley smiled at Harry and patted him on the back. " Don't worry, son. You're safe here with us."
A figure emerged from the house, running toward them. " Harry!", cried Mrs. Weasley. " Oh, God, I'm so glad you're all right!" She enveloped him in a hug and took him inside.
" Come on in then, dear, everyone's anxious to see you, especially Ron."
The three of them went inside.
"Harry, old pal! How are you?" Harry looked into the grinning face of his best friend. " Hey, Ron." he said, returning the grin. " Great to see you again!"
Two teenagers entered through a door, grinning from ear to ear. The were identical, right down to the last freckle. Like all the Weasleys, they had flaming red hair.
" All right, Harry?" Fred and George Weasley said at the same time. " Hey, guys, good summer?"
Fred and George exchanged wicked glances. " Er- yeah , the best. Absolutely C'mon now, mom's fixing up with a late breakfast, Harry."
Breakfast was extremely enjoyable. All the Weasleys were there, except for Bill, Charlie, and Mr. Weasley, who had to go send an owl to Dumbledore to tell him that Harry was safe. Then he hadto rush to work at the Ministry. Percy and Ginny came down and greeted Harry with friendliness. ( Ginny still turned scarlet every time she looked at Harry.)
Even Harry managed to forget his worries as he sat with the pleasant family, talking and laughing. Then, Harry and Ron went up to Ron's room.
" Reckon you have any idea what the problem is?" asked Harry.
Ron shook his head. " I know just as much as you do. Your neighbour disappeared, and dad came to get you."
" My neighbour – wait a sec….."
" What?"
" Ron! I'm trying to remember something! Ugh! It's at the tip of my tongue, I can's – ugh, this is so annoying!"
" What?!" repeated Ron, eagerly. " What? Remember , Harry!"
" Something someone said…."
" Well, I dunno, Harry. But anyway, this is really serious. Dad says Dumbledore's really-"
" That's it! Dumbledore! Last year, he told Sirius to alert the old crowd so they could help in stopping Voldemort. He mentioned a few names, and if I'm not mistaken, one was Arabella Figg!"
" What?! Wait- your neighbour's name's Figg, right?"
" Exactly! You don't think she's a witch, do you?"
" Well, if it's the same person, and not a coincidence, then she must be….."
" Wow- all those years of knowing her……"
" So – you reckon You- Know- Who attacked her place?"
" I dunno, maybe. But I'm sure we're on the right track."
Ok ,I guess that was kinda short, too. I tried my best, though. Even if you don't like it, I'd really appreciate it if you review!
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Noura