"WORMTAIL!!!" The plan was settled and ready to be put into action. The Dursley's were expecting him for dinner that night.
"Y-yes master?" Mentally, Wormtail went through the list of things that he had done that day, trying to see if he had made any mistakes. He didn't want his lord mad at him!
"Wormtail… is anything wrong with the plan? Are we on schedule?"
"N-n-no master, y-y-yes m-master."
"Good, then take out the Floo powder, Wormtail, and prepare for a wild ride!"
"W-w-what master?"
"O, didn't I tell you that you were invited along Wormtail! I don't know how that little detail slipped my mind! Well I do need another wizard along in case something should go wrong, even if that wizard IS practically a squib. Basically, if something should threaten me, you, Wormtail, are my sacrifice. You are going to have to distract the attacker longer enough for me to get out of there, even if that distraction means certain death on your part! Got it Wormtail?" Voldemort said this last part with an evil smile distorting his features.
"Y-yes master, a-a-anything for m-m-my m-master."
"Very good
Wormtail, the attack will take place this evening, begin the preparations
Wormtail."
"Y-yes master."
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"HARRY!!!! Did you finish cleaning the entire house yet? We ARE expecting important company you know!!!!!!" Uncle Vernon was as usual, going purple in the face with rage. Appearance, especially his house appearance, was especially important to Harry's uncle these days. Harry wondered who it was that was coming over to dinner this time, especially since he hadn't been given the stay in your room and don't make a sound speech yet.
Harry finished washing the counters and polishing the doorknobs for the fifth time today. He was seriously wondering who in the world would have his aunt and uncle so jumpy. As far as he knew, they didn't know anybody as important as this cleaning was making them feel to him. He guessed that he should probably ask who this person was. I mean the worst they could do was tell him, well other than sentencing to his room without food for a month. In actuality, Harry wouldn't mind that much, he could always ask his friends for food and entertainment.
"Umm… Uncle Vernon? If I may ask, who is coming to dinner tonight?"
Uncle Vernon, who was steadily becoming purple with rage at Harry for actually asking him a question, suddenly appeared calm again, as if this question wasn't so bad after all. "Well, Harry," Vernon said, as if this person didn't need explaining. "We are going to be entertaining none other than Mr. Riddle and his assistant Mr. Pettigrew…" Suddenly Vernon became aware of Harry, who had stopped scrubbing the floor to stare at his uncle in shock.
"Wormtail… Voldemort… coming here… for dinner?" Harry managed to stammer out.
"Yes boy, which is why we need this place CLEAN!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING JUST STANDING AROUND!!!!!" Uncle Vernon was clearly unnerved by Harry's reaction to those two people's names, who were Wormtail and Voldemort? Clearly they were two people that Harry knew from the magic world, but what relation did they have to Mr. Riddle and Mr. Pettigrew. What about them made Harry scared? Scared? YES!! If these people made Harry scared then maybe they weren't so bad after all.
After that little tidbit of information, Harry finished the cleaning as fast as he could and snuck away to his room before any more cleaning assignments could be bestowed upon him.
Once up in his room, Harry proceeded to take out two sheets of paper. Both Dumbledore and Sirius had told him to keep them updated. Well if this isn't news Harry thought to himself, I don't know what is. He proceeded to write out a note to Dumbledore first, then Sirius.
Dumbledore,
My uncle recently informed me that a 'Mr.
Riddle and his assistant Mr. Pettigrew would be having dinner in my house
tonight'. What should I do, if
Voldemort sees me, he'll kill me, and I can't use my magic AND the Dursley's
wouldn't do a thing to stop him, they would probably celebrate my death! I know that Wormtail owes me for saving his
life that time, but I doubt that he would come through for me this time!!!
Sirius,
What should I do? Voldemort and Wormtail are coming to dinner tonight!! For some reason, the Dursley's invited them (magical people no less) to dinner!!! He's going to kill me as sure as I have a lightning shape scar on my forehead! I'll send you a letter if I live (IF… and if by some miracle!) I'm really worried, I thought that Dumbledore said that this was the safest place for now, well now it doesn't seem safe, I'm scared, I've never really been scared before, I can't use my magic, I have no defense.
Harry then went to Hedwig, his owl, and asked her if she was up to delivering two messages for him. Hedwig responded by sticking out her leg for the notes to be attached and was out the window before Harry could wish her speed and luck. Now, without anything to do to keep him distracted, Harry began pondering what the evening would bring. His pondering lead him to pacing, trying to figure out what to do to defend himself. After pacing uselessly for an hour, Harry had decided that the first thing he should probably do was confront the problem and see how bad it was. The best way to do that was to go downstairs. Just before he went through the door, an owl came swooping through his window. At first glance, Harry was able to determine that this owl was one of many that resided at Hogwarts. Taking the note that was attached to the owl's leg, Harry read:
Harry,
Not to worry my
dear boy! Voldemort can't get you; I
did tell you that you were safe at the Dursley's! You see, Harry, well never mind, I'll let you figure it out for
yourself! It really is quite funny once
you know the secret! Just remember, you
are safe! Not to worry! Thanks for keeping me updated though.
Dumbledore
What did Dumbledore mean? Harry thought. He decided to go downstairs anyway.
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