Chapter 7: The Party
"Harry, what are you doing?" cried Lindsey, opening his door. "This little shindig starts in 15 minutes and you're not even dressed."
"Oh, I'm not going," he replied.
"Are you sick?" asked Lindsey, very confused.
"No, the Dursley's prefer to pretend that I don't exist."
"Seriously? Well at least you don't have to get dressed up."
"Yeah, trust me when I say I don't mind staying up here."
"I can't blame you, but I must be off, social duty calls." They smiled weakly at each other.
Lindsey walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where plates upon plates of food were being set up in a buffet.
"Lindsey, that good you're here!" said Petunia. "Can you finish setting this up while I go freshen up?"
"Of course," replied Lindsey. Petunia smiled and rushed upstairs.
Lindsey continued organizing the buffet and was just finishing when the doorbell rang. She heard Dudley and Vernon rush to the door, Dudley opening it and taking coats, and Vernon greeting the guests. Petunia made her way downstairs to greet them as well. Everyone soon made their way into the kitchen and Petunia took Lindsey around, introducing her to everyone.
For the next hour, Lindsey continued meeting people. She met the Richards, the Harris', the Jacobs, the Sherringtons, the Whites, and the Johnsons. She thought she had been introduced to everyone when she saw a short man standing by the living room fire, who she did not know.
"Hello," she said, walking up behind him. "My name is Lindsey, I don't believe we've met." The man jumped and spun around.
"No, we haven't," he said, turning back around. But Lindsey wasn't letting him off that easily.
"What's your name?" He turned back, and looked at her.
After a pause, he responded. "Peter, Peter Pettigrew."
"So are you a friend of the Durselys?" asked Lindsey.
"Indirectly"
"Do you work together?"
"No."
"Then how do you know them?"
"A mutual friend, you might say"
"What do you do for work?"
"I am an assistant"
"To who?"
"A very powerful man."
"Does he have a name?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to tell me?"
"Not unless I have to."
Lindsey sighed, "You know what? As much fun as this is, I'm going to go upstairs for a bit."
And with that she walked off, leaving Pettigrew. He watched her as she made her way to and then up the stairs. His eyes fell on a door at the bottom of the stairs. He walked towards it slowly, making sure that he wasn't being watched. He got to the door and opened it. He looked inside and smiled.
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Lindsey knocked on Harry's door.
"Harry, let me in!" The door opened and Harry looked out
"How goes the party?"
"It's fine. And everyone is really nice, well except for this one guy."
"Who was it? One of Vernon's friends I expect."
"Actually no, he wasn't a family friend. So why he came, I'll never know."
"What was his name?"
"It was Peter. Peter something."
"Peter?"
"Yeah, Peter Petting Zoo or something."
"Pettigrew?? Was it Pettigrew?!?"
"Oh, yeah, that's it." Harry went pale and fell back onto the bed. "Harry what's wrong? Do you know him?"
"Yes, I know him." He looked around with fear. "Was there anyone with him?"
"No."
"Where did you see him?"
"Living room." Harry got off the bed and ran to the door. He reached for the handle, but someone opened the door before him.
"Hello Harry." It was Pettigrew. Lindsey jumped behind the bed, hiding herself from Pettigrew.
"What are you doing here Wormtail?"
"I was sent on a little mission." Then, out of his pocket, he pulled out a wooden stick.
"That's my wand!" exclaimed Harry
"You don't say? So that would leave you... unarmed and alone? Well now, isn't that a pity?" He placed the wand back in his pocket and walked towards Harry.
"What are you going to do? Kill me?"
"Oh no, my master would never forgive me if I did that. He hasn't waited so long just to let me be the one to finish you off. We have other plans for you."
While Pettigrew was saying this, Lindsey was searching for something that might help her. She looked under the bed and found a cloak of some sort. She went to move it out of the way, but as she grabbed it, she noticed one thing. She couldn't see the hands holding it. Silently, she covered herself with the cloak and stood up. Pettigrew obviously didn't see her so Lindsey made her way over next to him.
"So unless I GRAB THE WAND, there is no way that I'm getting out of this?" said Harry. Lindsey picked up on the hint.
"Wow Potter, you sure do learn a lot in that school. What are you going to tell me next? That the Crutacius Curse will hurt a bit when I perform it?"
"No actually, I was going to tell you that you need a wand to do magic like that."
"Brilliant Harry, I think yours will do, don't you?" and he reached back into his pocket. But the wand wasn't there. "WHAT??? WHERE"S THE BLOODY WAND??"
"Looking for this?" Lindsey asked. She had removed the cloak and was now standing by Harry, twirling the wand between her fingers. "I believe that this is one party you weren't invited too."
"And if you feel like sticking around a little longer, you'll meet up with some other guests who weren't technically invited either. Like Dumbledore, I do believe he will be dying to catch up with you."
"The Dark Lord will get you Potter. You'll end up just like your parents!"
With that, Pettigrew backed up towards the door and bolted out of it. Lindsey and Harry followed as he ran into Lindsey's room. Pettigrew ran towards the open window and jumped out. Harry an Lindsey got to the window and looked down. Lindsey saw nothing except a rat running down the driveway.
"Send my love to Voldemort." yelled Harry to the practically empty street. He then turned and sprinted back to his room. Lindsey followed, seeing as she was now very confused. When she entered, she saw not only Harry, but also another man with half-moon spectacles and very long white hair.
"Ahh Lindsey, I've been waiting to meet you," said Dumbledore, locking eyes with her.
"Woah, who are you, how do you know my name, and what the hell just happened?" said Lindsey. Dumbledore laughed.
"Impatient? Well have no fear, all will be explained shortly. But first I think you two should have some chocolate."
"Chocolate, the magical cure for anything," said Harry, looking at Dumbledore and smiling. Dumbledore did not look back.
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"Harry, what are you doing?" cried Lindsey, opening his door. "This little shindig starts in 15 minutes and you're not even dressed."
"Oh, I'm not going," he replied.
"Are you sick?" asked Lindsey, very confused.
"No, the Dursley's prefer to pretend that I don't exist."
"Seriously? Well at least you don't have to get dressed up."
"Yeah, trust me when I say I don't mind staying up here."
"I can't blame you, but I must be off, social duty calls." They smiled weakly at each other.
Lindsey walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where plates upon plates of food were being set up in a buffet.
"Lindsey, that good you're here!" said Petunia. "Can you finish setting this up while I go freshen up?"
"Of course," replied Lindsey. Petunia smiled and rushed upstairs.
Lindsey continued organizing the buffet and was just finishing when the doorbell rang. She heard Dudley and Vernon rush to the door, Dudley opening it and taking coats, and Vernon greeting the guests. Petunia made her way downstairs to greet them as well. Everyone soon made their way into the kitchen and Petunia took Lindsey around, introducing her to everyone.
For the next hour, Lindsey continued meeting people. She met the Richards, the Harris', the Jacobs, the Sherringtons, the Whites, and the Johnsons. She thought she had been introduced to everyone when she saw a short man standing by the living room fire, who she did not know.
"Hello," she said, walking up behind him. "My name is Lindsey, I don't believe we've met." The man jumped and spun around.
"No, we haven't," he said, turning back around. But Lindsey wasn't letting him off that easily.
"What's your name?" He turned back, and looked at her.
After a pause, he responded. "Peter, Peter Pettigrew."
"So are you a friend of the Durselys?" asked Lindsey.
"Indirectly"
"Do you work together?"
"No."
"Then how do you know them?"
"A mutual friend, you might say"
"What do you do for work?"
"I am an assistant"
"To who?"
"A very powerful man."
"Does he have a name?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to tell me?"
"Not unless I have to."
Lindsey sighed, "You know what? As much fun as this is, I'm going to go upstairs for a bit."
And with that she walked off, leaving Pettigrew. He watched her as she made her way to and then up the stairs. His eyes fell on a door at the bottom of the stairs. He walked towards it slowly, making sure that he wasn't being watched. He got to the door and opened it. He looked inside and smiled.
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Lindsey knocked on Harry's door.
"Harry, let me in!" The door opened and Harry looked out
"How goes the party?"
"It's fine. And everyone is really nice, well except for this one guy."
"Who was it? One of Vernon's friends I expect."
"Actually no, he wasn't a family friend. So why he came, I'll never know."
"What was his name?"
"It was Peter. Peter something."
"Peter?"
"Yeah, Peter Petting Zoo or something."
"Pettigrew?? Was it Pettigrew?!?"
"Oh, yeah, that's it." Harry went pale and fell back onto the bed. "Harry what's wrong? Do you know him?"
"Yes, I know him." He looked around with fear. "Was there anyone with him?"
"No."
"Where did you see him?"
"Living room." Harry got off the bed and ran to the door. He reached for the handle, but someone opened the door before him.
"Hello Harry." It was Pettigrew. Lindsey jumped behind the bed, hiding herself from Pettigrew.
"What are you doing here Wormtail?"
"I was sent on a little mission." Then, out of his pocket, he pulled out a wooden stick.
"That's my wand!" exclaimed Harry
"You don't say? So that would leave you... unarmed and alone? Well now, isn't that a pity?" He placed the wand back in his pocket and walked towards Harry.
"What are you going to do? Kill me?"
"Oh no, my master would never forgive me if I did that. He hasn't waited so long just to let me be the one to finish you off. We have other plans for you."
While Pettigrew was saying this, Lindsey was searching for something that might help her. She looked under the bed and found a cloak of some sort. She went to move it out of the way, but as she grabbed it, she noticed one thing. She couldn't see the hands holding it. Silently, she covered herself with the cloak and stood up. Pettigrew obviously didn't see her so Lindsey made her way over next to him.
"So unless I GRAB THE WAND, there is no way that I'm getting out of this?" said Harry. Lindsey picked up on the hint.
"Wow Potter, you sure do learn a lot in that school. What are you going to tell me next? That the Crutacius Curse will hurt a bit when I perform it?"
"No actually, I was going to tell you that you need a wand to do magic like that."
"Brilliant Harry, I think yours will do, don't you?" and he reached back into his pocket. But the wand wasn't there. "WHAT??? WHERE"S THE BLOODY WAND??"
"Looking for this?" Lindsey asked. She had removed the cloak and was now standing by Harry, twirling the wand between her fingers. "I believe that this is one party you weren't invited too."
"And if you feel like sticking around a little longer, you'll meet up with some other guests who weren't technically invited either. Like Dumbledore, I do believe he will be dying to catch up with you."
"The Dark Lord will get you Potter. You'll end up just like your parents!"
With that, Pettigrew backed up towards the door and bolted out of it. Lindsey and Harry followed as he ran into Lindsey's room. Pettigrew ran towards the open window and jumped out. Harry an Lindsey got to the window and looked down. Lindsey saw nothing except a rat running down the driveway.
"Send my love to Voldemort." yelled Harry to the practically empty street. He then turned and sprinted back to his room. Lindsey followed, seeing as she was now very confused. When she entered, she saw not only Harry, but also another man with half-moon spectacles and very long white hair.
"Ahh Lindsey, I've been waiting to meet you," said Dumbledore, locking eyes with her.
"Woah, who are you, how do you know my name, and what the hell just happened?" said Lindsey. Dumbledore laughed.
"Impatient? Well have no fear, all will be explained shortly. But first I think you two should have some chocolate."
"Chocolate, the magical cure for anything," said Harry, looking at Dumbledore and smiling. Dumbledore did not look back.
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