Harry turned to look at his Uncle completely bewildered, was he missing something? He really wasn't THAT

important...was he?! He got an even bigger shock when he finally looked at the large man next to him. On his

face...was that....NO?!...concern? Now things were really getting weird. Little did he know they were about to get

even weirder.

As Harry stood there looking at the strange scene he felt a soft breeze against his cheek. It felt good and

calm, but wait...how was there a breeze in the BASEMENT?! He quickly ran to the edge of the room searching for

the source of the eerie wind with no luck. Awed he ran back over to the adults, but stopped dead in his tracks. In

front of him was Mrs. Figg shaking and screaming at no one at all.

" NO!! NO I WON'T LET YOU!!!!!! NO...no...no!" cried the old woman with vigor eventually ending up collapsing on

the hard ground.

What was happening?!

" Mrs. Figg?!... Mrs. Figg?!..." Harry said with caution.

But he was stopped in mid-sentence. The small wind had slowly been increasing and was now a low howl, no one

had noticed, distracted with Mrs. Figg's predicament. It blew the pictures on the wall, shaking and scaring the

inhabitants and causing them to retreat to the sides of their pictures, blasting the people and knocking them over.

And then it was gone, it was as if the world had froze, Harry and Uncle Vernon remained quite motionless on the

cold stone floor, completely oblivious to the upcoming events.

Out of thin air appeared a man in a pure black cloak, he looked around quickly and spotted his target.

Running fast and breathing hard, he ran over to the woman on the floor, but who was it? A beautiful woman in her

mid-30's lay on the floor, her long blond hair draped on the ground delicately, her soft face in an expression of

terror. The mysterious visitor carefully took out his wand and pointed it at the young woman on the floor, changing

her into an old woman around 65 after muttering a few words. He closed his eyes and started to concentrate hard

while whispering things under his breath. Suddenly the old lady stood up and took out her wand, quite

mechanically actually, and began to talk, in a voice quite unlike her own:

"O wonderful Master. Ruler of all. Let me reach you. My deed is done."

The woman stepped back, as if expecting something to appear... and something did. Adding to the

amazing scene, came a door, old and battered and quite out of place. It swung open, revealing un-ending

blackness and that eerie wind that had occupied the large basement earlier that evening. The old woman stepped

through, followed closely by the man in the black cloak. And just at that moment the silence was broken and Harry

had just enough time to catch a glimpse of the pitch-black cloak and the retreating back of an old lady. Sry about the short chapter! I will add more that was just something I came up with at school and I just had to add it in there before I forgot. Plus..It's a cliffhanger! Mwahahahaha!! LOL! J/k that is just how it turned out. Please read and review if you like it or if you don't. Thanx! I'll post more after a couple reviews. ~Noelle~