SOMETHING IS WRONG
Harry got up and went into the hallway. He went downstairs and then made his way into the kitchen. "Ohhh, so tired," said Harry with a yawn. Harry went over to the fridge to see if there was anything good to eat. He saw nothing and then made his way over to the cupboard. He took out a plastic container containing some Fruitloops. Harry placed them on the table and then went back over to the fridge and took out some milk and a spoon.
Harry sat down ready to eat when he noticed something weird,
"Huh, why are all of the doors and windows open," Harry asked himself. Harry got up from his seat and made his way over to the open door. There was a little piece of clothing hanging from the hinges as if it tore off of someone. "Lets see here, it is black, smooth textured, feels like a normal piece of robe to me," said Harry. "Wait a second here is some writing," exclaimed Harry to himself. Bugles Cloaks and Robes – Diagon Alley. "Hmm that's funny," said Harry. "What's funny," replied Ron. "Why are all of the windows open," asked Ron. "I'm not really sure. I found it like this when I came down here.
Ron sat down where Harry had been sitting and started eating his cereal. "Hey, Ron, are you not a little freaked out about this," Harry said with a angry tone. "Freaked out about what," asked Ron. "About all of the windows being open, what else," said Harry. "Well, I thought you did it," replied Ron. "No, Ron, No, I said that I didn't do it, ok," said Harry. "Sure," said Ron with a mouth full of Fruitloops.
Harry kept examining the door to check for any more particles of clothing and such, but there was nothing else to be found except for a foul stench probably left by Ron, who may have just farted. Harry made his way to the kitchen table with Ron. "So you enjoying my breakfast," asked Harry. "Yeah I am, anyway this thing with the windows what is up with that," asked Ron to Harry. "Well, I am thinking that it may have to do with what Dobby told me about the people, which were after me. Personally I think that they are Death Eaters. This seems like something that Voldemort would have planned." "You're right," said Ron.
Harry kept looking at the article of clothing and how all of the windows were open. Harry went upstairs and in Ron's room and started pacing thinking about the situation. "This isn't making any sense. I mean the windows were open and I found the piece of clothing. I wonder what this means," said Harry to himself. "This means that we have to figure out who did this," said Ron leaning at the side of the doorway. "If somebody wanted me it would have made sense that they would have come in, but probably only through one door and then they would have probably taken or killed me on sight.
Harry was very puzzled at the situation and wasn't sure what to do. "Well, you said before that their was a place in Diagon Alley a clothing place," explained Ron. "Oh, yeah," exclaimed Harry. "Ron go and get the flew powder. We're going to Diagon Alley."
Harry flew downstairs with Ron. They got their robes on and grabbed a light snack as well as a satchel of money. They made their way toward the fire place and stared at it. "So, do you want to go first," asked Ron. "Uh yeah sure. This time if I say something wrong I want you to try and say just what I said so that you can follow me," said Harry. "ok," said Ron.
Harry took the flew powder in one hand and then threw it on the ground while saying, "DIAGON ALLEY," luckily saying it correctly this time unlike the first time he tried in his second year of school. Harry disappeared in the smoke and then it was Ron's turn. Ron got into the fireplace took the flew powder threw it on the ground also saying, "DIAGON ALLEY," luckily saying it correctly as well.