Chapter Two
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Harry looked around,
but nothing could be seen through the thick mist that had swallowed him whole.
He waved his arm in front of him to clear it out a bit so he could see where he
was, but when a small opening appeared the rest of the surrounding mist soon
swallowed it up before he could see anything at all. He looked around but
nothing could be seen. The mist seemed to be everywhere. It was blocking his
view above him, around him and even below him. The mist was so thick that he
couldn't see his own feet and not more than few inches through it.
Suddenly a dreadful thought came to his mind. Someone
could easily hide himself next to him in this mist and he wouldn't even notice.
What if that somebody was his arc nemesis? Lord Voldemort. His mind was warning
him of danger and he felt his muscles stiffen all over his body. Something was
going to happen. He reached into his cloak for his wand, but he couldn't feel
it. He felt him self-going ice cold. How can he face Voldemort or anyone trying
to harm him for that matter without even a wand? He rechecked but the pocket
inside his cloak was empty. Get Out! Get Out! Scream his mind, but where? He
had to get out of this mist.
He started to walk quickly to whatever direction that
came to his mind. He felt pebbles everywhere he stepped and the cracking noise
they made. But the pebbles alone couldn't give him a clear idea of where he was
or ho he got here. Had Voldemort kidnapped him while he was sleeping? But
before he could think about it, he heard footsteps hitting the pebble floor.
Was he imagining thing? He stopped for a second to see if someone was really
following him. His heart nearly skipped a beat. Someone was following him and
he wasn't much far away from him. The pebbles were making cracking noises only
a few feet away from him. He quickly turned back without any hesitation and
started sprinting into the fog hoping to get away from who ever it was
following him.
He was heading towards heading to the direct opposite
side of where the footsteps were following but they seem to be right behind
him. As he ran as fast as his legs could carry he felt the mist around him
thinning. Could he be close to getting out of this dreadful mist?
Then all of a sudden he heard several voices coming from all
directions.
"The boys getting out!)
"Let him, master's waiting for him"
"Are you sure? We don't want to loose him again"
"Wait and see"
Were they talking about who he thought they were?
But before he could even think, he bumped into something. His face slammed into
the object, but bounced right back out. His whole body did the same. He had no
idea what it was but he had a feeling that he was going to find out soon.
Harry looked around but all he could see was darkness. There
was no sign of the mist, it seemed as if it had vanished into thin air. But
before long two tiny red bulbs started to glow. But there was something odd
about these two glowing lights. Its source seemed to be right in front of him.
But then he noticed
something that made him think twice about whether they were light bulb or not.
He had feeling that he had seen these before. But all his doubt were confirmed
as the two tiny light bulbs started to move forward, out of the darkness and
into the light. They were not light bulbs at all, and true, he had seen them
not too long ago in a similar situation. It was what he dread, what made him
who he was today. It was Lord Voldemort, and the light bulb had been his red,
rage full eyes. They were blood red in color, and had not changed much since he
saw him last, in the night of the Tri Wizard Tournament.
He had never been
this terrified in his life. He couldn't even compare this to the last time he
faced Voldemort. Here he was, facing the deadliest dark wizard in a century
even without a wand in hand. But for some reason his lightning bolt shaped scar
which always stung, even when Voldemort was thinking or doing something evil,
was silent. After gazing in to Harry for quite some time Voldemort started
laughing out evil, which Harry had heard countless times over his dreams. But
then his vision went blur. And with it faded away Voldemort's laughs.
All of a sudden
when the blur effect faded away, the blood red eyes had been replaced by amber
colored eyes. But instead of the rage full eyes of Voldemort, these had a more
concerned look within them. Harry Instantly figured out who eyes it was.
They were Hegwig's.
There she was staring at him full of concern right in front of him. He looked
around and he was still in complete darkness. But instead of the pebble floor
he had been standing on a few moments ago, he was now lying down on a rather
soft, flexible material.
He was back in his room which seemed to be in complete
darkness while he was lying on his bed. He slowly reached for his bedside table
and switched on his bedside lamp. Once the room was illuminated, he knew why
the room was so dark. He had over slept. He could see the bright moonlight
coming into his room through the open window.
He hadn't still
recovered from his experience a few moments ago. Had it been a dream? But it
didn't seem to fade away from his memory now that he was awake like other
dreams. This one truly felt like an experience. So what was it? But again
before he could think about it Hegwig hooted.
Harry thought she
was hungry so he slowly bent down and opened Hegwig's cage where there was food
and water. But she didn't seem to be interested. She just sat there, on his bed
staring at him as if he had forgotten something.
Harry stared at her
for a second and noticed what it was. There was a piece of parchment attached
to leg. Why hadn't I noticed it before? For her to be so anxious to make him
read the letter it had to be important. He quickly ran up to her and untied the
piece of parchment. Sure enough it was from Dumbledore.
Dearest Harry,
This is the first time I'm contacting you via owl
and it is quite important that you read this carefully. Lord Voldemort is
gaining power far quicker than I had expected and has already become more
powerful than he was ever before. I cannot assure you how long I can hold him
back. For this reason I have decided that you should no some things I have kept
back until you were ready.
The reason I kept on asking you to go back to your
uncle and aunt every summer is because it's the safest place for you after
Hogwarts. The reason for this is because before I left you at the Dursley's
doorstep, Myself and a few other powerful wizards did some very complicated
protection spells on your self and the house.
And inside the house you are also guarded by the
secret keeper spell, so you'll be invisible to anyone who intends to harm you.
I'm your secret keeper and until I reveal, you shall be safe at your uncle and
aunts house. But with the currently situation as it is now, the spell might be
broken without my intention.
Yes, if I perish, the spell shall be broken and you shall
be vulnerable to the dark forces at work. But unfortunately due to the
uniqueness of the spell, it is also not transferable. And if the worse does
happen, the protection spells around privet drive will also be severely
paralysed.
And if those said above do happen, you'll be in
grave danger. Because of this I've decided to provide you with a very powerful
magical item. You have you have used this before and I ask you to use it well
and only if it is necessary. I have handed it over to Hegwig who must have
handed it over to you. This is all I have to inform you presently except that
you do not require to travel to Diagon Alley to purchase your school supplies,
they shall be taken care of by my self and you shall not require to travel to
King's Cross Station to come to Hogwarts, instead you shall be escorted to here
by a group of Wizards either from the Ministry or from Hogwarts.
Take care Harry and inform me of anything that you
require. And it is also important that you inform me regarding any unusual
activity, especially regarding your scar.
Professor Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster, Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry.