Harry tossed and turned all night long having a constant replay of what had happened between him and his uncle. Gasping for air Harry awoke from his sleep. Looking around the room he realized Ron was sleeping on the floor. Feeling sorry he got up and wandered the small room. He was no longer tired. He then decided to head downstairs to the kitchen, as he was still slightly hungry. Quietly walking down the stairs his ears caught hold of a conversation being held. Recognizing one of the voices belonged to Lupin Harry quickly took his last step off the stairs but it made a loud squeak.
"Damn," Harry cursed under his breath and the two mysterious voices died out into silence. Great going Harry as he punished himself, in the corner of his eye he could slightly make out Lupin and the mysterious person who he was conversing with.
"Did you hear that?" Lupin whispered looking at the man who had a black hooded cloak. The man nodded and pointed at the door as if motioning that he was going to leave. But he just stood there listening for any type of noise; Harry held his breath and closed his eyes. He felt guilty for hiding; Lupin was his friend why should he be hiding?
"Shhh..." The man had finally spoken his voice had a calming effect to Harry's ears.
"You heard that?" the hooded mans head violently swung around facing Harry"s direction. Harry's heart started to pound, blood rushing to his head. He hadn't made a sound what was this man talking about?
"No," Lupin quickly retorted but took a step closer in Harry's direction. Please stop Harry told himself, but he didn't inches away from him Lupin swiftly turned around looking back at the unknown man. Harry's heart slowly regained to normal but he dared not to move.
"I guess we should continue this discussion elsewhere?" and with that Lupin nodded and walked the odd man out the door. Finally Harry managed to say and ran back up the stairs forgetting he was hungry. Morning came and Harry couldn't think about anything but what occurred last night. Ever since he arrived Lupin had been acting strangely. Harry quickly got up and got dressed. Staring at the image looking back at him he opened the cubert and grabbed a comb. Brushing his hair, which was no use, his hair would just stick back up. A sharp pain pierced through his neck, closing the cubert he stood staring his eyes wandered from his hair to his eyes and down to his neck. Tainted on his body were black and blue bruises. Downstairs Mr. Weasley was pacing back and forth like mad. It seemed that he was running late for work, panicking he ran out the door.
"Oh don't mind him Harry, He's terribly late for work it's the third time this week." Mrs. Weasley sighed doing so, Lupin ran into the kitchen knocking Ginny over.
"I'm really sorry you see I'm supposed to meet someone I didn't see you Ginny." Lupin foolishly apologized as he helped her up. He seemed quite unstable about to crack under pressure.
"Who are you meeting?" Ron interrupted still alight asleep, his face was pink and had sleep marks all over.
"I thought you were going to come with us to Diagon Alley?" he continued. Lupin's Face turned to a frown.
"That's right I promise I'd go with you, I cant something's come up but I'd go next time." Lupin feeling guilty for breaking his promise gave Ron a pat on the back and a sheepish smile. I promise Lupin then quietly added, Harry noticing Ron was somewhat upset went over to him and whispered in his ear you might want to hear this.
"What really, there was a guy here last night, did you hear what they were talking about?" Ron whispered back trying not to get anyone's attention.
"No, but I think that's who Lupin is going to meet and it was very odd what do you think is so important?" Harry asked looking into Ron's questionable eyes.
"Don't know mate, it couldn't possibly have to do with the Order Of The Phoenix cuz mum would have known."
"Ron dear, Harry, Ginny come along we must get your school supplies, It's a pretty heavy load you'll need new books for all your classes." Taking some floo powder from Mrs. Weasley's hands Harry felt slightly nerves as he remembered he had once said the wrong thing and ended up in a dark place.
"Don't worry Harry, just remember its Diagon alley." She said with a mocking smile, Harry gave her a half smile and step into the fire place and in a few seconds called out Diagon alley. With a puff he was gone and in about five or so minutes Harry was regrouped with Ron, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley.
"Well run along do what you wish while I go snooping around for supplies and Ron don't get into any trouble will you." Mum, Ron answered back, as his face turned red from embarrassment. She winked and left without another word. Ginny looking bored walked off as she ran into a fellow Gryffindor, which happened to be her best friend. Harry and Ron where left all alone, looking at there surroundings a blond boy with icy grey eyes caught there attention. For a split second both Harry's and Malfoy's eyes came into contact. Malfoy's face showed no emotion but his eyes sure did, Harry felt pity but remembered it was after all Malfoy. His mother who looked quite a lot like him, followed close behind she too looked sad. An instant replay of Malfoy came into play.
"You'll die Potter, nobody sends my father to Askaban and get away with it, you'll pay." No wonder there down, Malfoy's father Narcissa's husband was gone awaiting the dementors kiss. How painful waiting day in and day out for a letter, a response, information about what's to come.
"Harry snap out of it." Ron slapped his face. "Sorry mate you were day dreaming." Harry just gave a small smile turning his head to the direction of Malfoy but he was no longer there. Walking into a store Harry looked around and admired the new broomsticks. He came upon the most beautiful broom he ever saw. It was made of the finest wood and somehow was hexed into the color gold. The end of the broom had a red metallic lace tied to it. Engraved on the broom handle it read Lightning Bolt 1-0-1.
"It's the fastest broom ever made." Came a voice from behind, the owner of the store was now at Harry's side. "When riding the broom you can feel the jolt of electricity from within. It's said that it's made with real lightning making it the fastest broom ever. I drought there will be a better one anytime soon maybe never."
"It's wonderful, gorgeous I bet its worth a fortune." Harry said with a sigh with a tad bit of sarcasm at the end. Grabbing onto the handle he gently rubbed his hands against the smooth surface. At once the broom gave Harry a shock of electricity causing Harry to remove his hands. "Ouch" he said grabbing hold of his hand that was now numb.
"Ah yes I forgot one tiny detail, it is also said that when it shocls someone that person has been chosen for it. Only people who are chosen like yourself could with hold or manage its strength and speed." Harry stared at the man, this wasnone cool broom but by looking at the price you had to be damned to afford it. Walking out the door a hand grasped his shoulder and violently shoved him torawrds the wall. Pain hit him hard as a rock, his eyes closed as he opened them slowly.
"Surprised Potter?' It was Malfoy, face filled with anger. "Don't think I haven't forgotten." This time he grabbed Harry's bruised neck and slammed him again into the wall. "I see someone had gotten a hold of you already," as he motioned his eyes towards his tainted neck. Harry struggled trying to free one of his arms into his pocket to reach his wand. "Don't think so. "he smirked as he rapidly grabbed Harry's wrists. "Looking for this?" as he pulled out Harry's wand and shoved it towards his chest. "Looks like no ones going to save you this time," He said his face inches away from Harry's.
"What's is going on here?" The owner came and Malfoy forced his hands off Harry and gave the owner a smile. Nothing Malfoy calmly mumbled and the man stood there eyeing the two. Malfoy turned to face Harry, threw back his wand and told him it wasn't over and stumped off out the door. Harry couldn't believe what just happened where the heck was Ron. Where did Malfoy come from? Thoughts and questions were racing threw his head but then was interrupted by someone.
"Harry come and see this." It was Ron he grabbed Harry who was desperately trying to keep up. Walking down a narrow alley they came upon an entrance.
"Look in there, and tell me what you see." Ron gently shoved Harry into the entrance. Harry glanced into the dark room. Noticing something move, a figure was coming towards them.