Chapter Two

Out Into The Night Sky



So in the first half an hour after he got back to the Dursley's, he was already ready to leave. Somehow, Harry didn't mind helping Malfoy. Probably because he would give anything to be away from his aunt and uncle, and their delinquent son. Harry thought about what Malfoy said, he wondered if it was possible for a servent of Voldemort to actually be slave. He wondered if being a death eater was involuntary, and if there was any way at all that Lucius could be innocent. Harry thought before that Lucius bought his friendship with everyone, but perhaps they all just trusted him, and knew what happened, and he just didn't know. Harry went back out to the front lawn, where he left his trunk lying. He pulled it inside and walked upstairs to his room with Malfoy.

"Doesn't your mother know he's a death eater?" asked Harry as he and Malfoy walked to Harry's room on the second floor of the house. "Doesn't she know how to bring him back?"

"It wasn't until he went back to Voldemort last year that we knew for the first time." Malfoy answered. "My mother was a little suspicious before, she said he always kept a black scarf tied over his arm, wouldn't take it off for anyone, not even her. Last year, when you had disappeared during the triwizard tournament, a saw the scarf catch on fire, burning from his arm. That was the first time I saw the dark mark in his arm." Harry shivered, Malfoy's story was bone-chilling.

When he and Harry got into the room, Harry dropped his trunk on the ground and began rummaging through it. He grabbed his robes and through them over his shoulder, then put his wand in his pocket.

"Where exactly are we going, and what do we have to do?" Harry asked Malfoy. He was prepared to help, but he forgot that he didn't know exactly what Malfoy was asking for.

"I don't know." said Malfoy lowly. "He hasn't come back since last year. We've searched everywhere since he left. I've checked Diagon Alley, we've owled the Ministry of Magic, I don't know where else he would be." Harry knew that Voldemort could be hiding anywhere in London, or even further out for that matter, and if Lucius was being held captive, he'd probably be there. As to where Voldemort was, Harry didn't know either. He'd never went to find Voldemort before, Voldemort had always come to him. Harry began to think.

"Did you check Knockturn Alley?" said Harry. Harry was going out on a limb, he had seen both Lucius and Draco down Knockturn Alley before, that was probably the first place Draco looked. Draco nodded his head at Harry. Where else would Lucius be? Harry thoughts were interupted by the sound of an automobile outside. Harry looked out the window and saw the Dursley's climbing out of their car and walking towards the door of Number Four.

"Take this!" Harry shoved his Firebolt into Malfoy's hands and slipped his robes on over his head.

"What is it, Potter?" Malfoy asked, confused.

"If they find us here they'll never let me leave! We have to hurry!" He ran to his wardrobe where he found a small cloth bag that he threw all of his clothes into. Harry looked into his trunk and panicked, all of his books and supplies for Hogwarts. Outside, Vernon Dursley hurried his family back into their car and crept inside the dark house.

"Petunia!" he whispered. The front door was wide open and the living room was dark, he heard scurrying around upstairs. "Burglar! There's a burglar in our house! Probably one of those freaks that come with the boy! I'll show them!" Vernon ran into the house, searching frantically for something.

"Vernon, no!" Petunia exclamed. Harry's Aunt Petunia had been afraid of wizards since her sister, Harry's mother, had become one years ago. Petunia climbed out of the car and rushed in to stop Vernon.

Harry looked down at his half-full trunk. He didn't know what the Dursley's would do if they found his trunk, they'd probably burn it. Nonetheless, he knew he couldn't leave it there, but he had no way to take it with him. Malfoy saw Harry pull a strange cloak out of his trunk, it seemed to be a strange sort of camouflage.

"Merlin's beard, Potter what is that?" Malfoy said as he saw Harry push his trunk into the bottom of his wardrobe and put the cloak over it. When Harry did, his trunk disappeared. Harry was afraid of what Malfoy would do when he found out. Harry didn't quite trust him yet. Now Harry knew that if ever he had trouble with Malfoy, using the invisibility cloak was out of the question.

"Nevermind that, let's get out of here!" Just as Harry began to run towards Malfoy, Vernon Dursley burst through the door of Harry's room, holding a shotgun.

"Get out of my house!" Vernon screamed at Malfoy and pointed the gun in his direction. Malfoy mounted the firebolt as quick as he could and pulled out his wand.

"Petrificus Totalus!" Malfoy exclaimed as the charm shot out of his wand and into Vernon. Vernon became stiff immediately and fell back into the hallway. Petunia saw Vernon fall as she came up the stairs. Dudley shuddered as he heard her scream from outside.

"Where to, Potter?" Malfoy asked jokingly. Harry had been thinking the whole time, and he was afraid of what he was going to say.

"Show me to your home, Draco." Harry said reluctantly. "Maybe we can find something there." Harry opened his window and mounted the back of the Firebolt. Draco leaned forward and the broom carried them out of Number Four Privet Drive.