CHAPTER 2-
A cyclone. Or, was it a whirlwind? Harry's brain ran over through what he had learnt about cyclones or whirlwinds at the muggle school he had attended, before he went to Hogwarts. The fact he couldn't comprehend was, 'How was there a cyclone in his bathroom?' His mind immediately jumped to Voldemort. Perhaps this was some sort of trap set by Voldemort. But Voldemort would never dare attack him in the muggle world... or would he? After all he had killed several muggles when he was at the height of his power. And last year Harry had seen him emerge stronger than before. Harry slowly backed away from the bathroom into his room. Was it his imagination or was the whirlwind moving towards him? His hands groped the bed. Ah! Found it! He raised his wand & pointed it at the whirlwind, though he didn't have any idea which spell to use. Before he could make up his mind, the whirlwind had caught him up, & he could feel himself going round & round. The room was spinning before him...
'Is this father's idea of a joke?' wondered Draco out loud. His father was known for inventing new hexes & tricks, which he often used on unsuspecting visitors. Draco was usually let in on the joke & he also helped his father invent new ones. But this was the first time the joke was on him. (Pun intended, actually) He stared at the whirlwind inside his bathroom, wondering if it was really one of his father's tricks or if it was dark magic. Maybe it was one of the Dark Lord's method to communicate with his death-eaters. He went into his room & took his wand. He started to mutter a spell, which would make his father apparate into his room, but before he could complete it, he was caught in the whirlwind. Draco shut his eyes & clutched his wand tightly.
Fred looked around at Ginny's bathroom, appalled at the mess all around him. All the bottles, soaps etc was strewn about on the floor. The shower curtain had been ripped apart and of Ginny, there was no sign. He looked down at something glittering on the floor. It was a single hair from a unicorn's tail sticking out from Ginny's wand.
A cyclone. Or, was it a whirlwind? Harry's brain ran over through what he had learnt about cyclones or whirlwinds at the muggle school he had attended, before he went to Hogwarts. The fact he couldn't comprehend was, 'How was there a cyclone in his bathroom?' His mind immediately jumped to Voldemort. Perhaps this was some sort of trap set by Voldemort. But Voldemort would never dare attack him in the muggle world... or would he? After all he had killed several muggles when he was at the height of his power. And last year Harry had seen him emerge stronger than before. Harry slowly backed away from the bathroom into his room. Was it his imagination or was the whirlwind moving towards him? His hands groped the bed. Ah! Found it! He raised his wand & pointed it at the whirlwind, though he didn't have any idea which spell to use. Before he could make up his mind, the whirlwind had caught him up, & he could feel himself going round & round. The room was spinning before him...
'Is this father's idea of a joke?' wondered Draco out loud. His father was known for inventing new hexes & tricks, which he often used on unsuspecting visitors. Draco was usually let in on the joke & he also helped his father invent new ones. But this was the first time the joke was on him. (Pun intended, actually) He stared at the whirlwind inside his bathroom, wondering if it was really one of his father's tricks or if it was dark magic. Maybe it was one of the Dark Lord's method to communicate with his death-eaters. He went into his room & took his wand. He started to mutter a spell, which would make his father apparate into his room, but before he could complete it, he was caught in the whirlwind. Draco shut his eyes & clutched his wand tightly.
Fred looked around at Ginny's bathroom, appalled at the mess all around him. All the bottles, soaps etc was strewn about on the floor. The shower curtain had been ripped apart and of Ginny, there was no sign. He looked down at something glittering on the floor. It was a single hair from a unicorn's tail sticking out from Ginny's wand.