Chapter 3
The Deal
Harry stayed seated, too scared to move. Chris, a person that worked for Voldemort stood at his door. Harry was very nervous and felt his stomach twist. First he finds out why Voldemort wants to kill him and now a man that wanted to take him to him was in the same house as him.
"Open the door Harry," Chris said smoothly but loudly. Harry didn't get this. Wouldn't the Dursleys wake up with Chris yelling like that?
Then, to Harry's horror, heard his Uncle's yell, "OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!" Harry was flooded with fear. He couldn't move a muscle.
"ONE...TWO...THREE!" Vernon yelled. Suddenly Harry's door was thrown across the room. His uncle had broken down the door. Harry blinked in disbelief.
"YOU IDIOT BOY! WHY DIDN'T YOU OPEN THE DOOR?! AT LEAST YOU AREN'T MY PROBLEM ANYMORE!" Harry's uncle yelled. Harry didn't understand what his uncle meant by that. He furrowed his brow in confusion.
"You have told him, haven't you?" Chris asked. Harry's uncle shook his head and yelled at Harry again.
"I MADE A DEAL TO...well...TO GET RID OF YOU! This fine man is going to get you out of my house if I don't tell anyone so GOODBYE BOY!"
Harry was still sitting at his desk not daring to speak back. Harry didn't understand it. How could his uncle just give him away? Wasn't it illegal?
"Mr. Dursley, will you leave us alone? I need to punish my boy," Chris said. Chris emphasized the word "my". Mr. Dursley smiled and said, "He is all yours. It's been good doing business with you." Vernon then left.
Chris turned to face Harry. Harry's mind was racing. How? How did this happen? How was he be given away like a toy and how did Chris get away with it?
Chris saw Harry's horror on his face and said," Harry, this must be a big surprise to you. How did I get away with it? Well Harry, I have my powers."
Harry looked at Chris with fear within him. Chris was smiling and watching Harry...no...Not just watching him, Harry thought. How could he have known that was the question Harry was going to try and ask? He must be a mind reader or something...
"Ah, you are smarter that you look. Yes Harry, I am a mind reader and my name is not Chris. It is Lucius Malfoy," Lucius said.
"You...I should have known," Harry said. Harry could finally move because anger had filled him. He got up and reached for his wand but Lucius was faster. Lucius had his wand pointing at Harry before Harry even touched his.
Harry stared at Malfoy's wand and then something popped into his head. Sirius! He was going to be here at noon today!
Harry glanced at the clock. 10:36 p.m. Another hour and 30 minutes. He couldn't hold Lucius off for that long.
Harry looked back expecting to see Lucius still in Chris' body but instead he saw the real Lucius, standing there in a long, black cloak.
"Time to go Potter," Lucius said. Harry suddenly had a jolt of pain that came from his scar. Harry put his hands over the scar while dropping to his knees. He felt as if his head was about to explode until he blacked out.
When he awoke, his scar was still stinging, but not causing nearly as much pain.
Harry opened his eyes to see that he was in a dark place. He started to get up when he heard a familiar voice.
"Harry!" It was Sirius.
"What...what happened?" Harry asked, catching his breath.
"Harry...you were kidnapped," Sirius explained. "Lucius was just about to take you when I came in. We had a little duel and then he evaporated. I wrote to Dumbledore and he was going to send the Minister to come get us."
"But...you...aren't...cleared!" Harry choked.
"I know, but before I could get you out of there, Max took me by surprise and stunned me," Sirius said.
"That means..." Harry started to say but was cut off by another voice.
"Stupefy!" the voice said.
Harry, once again, was stunned.
N/A: Oooh, what is going to happen to little Harry? R/R!
The Deal
Harry stayed seated, too scared to move. Chris, a person that worked for Voldemort stood at his door. Harry was very nervous and felt his stomach twist. First he finds out why Voldemort wants to kill him and now a man that wanted to take him to him was in the same house as him.
"Open the door Harry," Chris said smoothly but loudly. Harry didn't get this. Wouldn't the Dursleys wake up with Chris yelling like that?
Then, to Harry's horror, heard his Uncle's yell, "OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!" Harry was flooded with fear. He couldn't move a muscle.
"ONE...TWO...THREE!" Vernon yelled. Suddenly Harry's door was thrown across the room. His uncle had broken down the door. Harry blinked in disbelief.
"YOU IDIOT BOY! WHY DIDN'T YOU OPEN THE DOOR?! AT LEAST YOU AREN'T MY PROBLEM ANYMORE!" Harry's uncle yelled. Harry didn't understand what his uncle meant by that. He furrowed his brow in confusion.
"You have told him, haven't you?" Chris asked. Harry's uncle shook his head and yelled at Harry again.
"I MADE A DEAL TO...well...TO GET RID OF YOU! This fine man is going to get you out of my house if I don't tell anyone so GOODBYE BOY!"
Harry was still sitting at his desk not daring to speak back. Harry didn't understand it. How could his uncle just give him away? Wasn't it illegal?
"Mr. Dursley, will you leave us alone? I need to punish my boy," Chris said. Chris emphasized the word "my". Mr. Dursley smiled and said, "He is all yours. It's been good doing business with you." Vernon then left.
Chris turned to face Harry. Harry's mind was racing. How? How did this happen? How was he be given away like a toy and how did Chris get away with it?
Chris saw Harry's horror on his face and said," Harry, this must be a big surprise to you. How did I get away with it? Well Harry, I have my powers."
Harry looked at Chris with fear within him. Chris was smiling and watching Harry...no...Not just watching him, Harry thought. How could he have known that was the question Harry was going to try and ask? He must be a mind reader or something...
"Ah, you are smarter that you look. Yes Harry, I am a mind reader and my name is not Chris. It is Lucius Malfoy," Lucius said.
"You...I should have known," Harry said. Harry could finally move because anger had filled him. He got up and reached for his wand but Lucius was faster. Lucius had his wand pointing at Harry before Harry even touched his.
Harry stared at Malfoy's wand and then something popped into his head. Sirius! He was going to be here at noon today!
Harry glanced at the clock. 10:36 p.m. Another hour and 30 minutes. He couldn't hold Lucius off for that long.
Harry looked back expecting to see Lucius still in Chris' body but instead he saw the real Lucius, standing there in a long, black cloak.
"Time to go Potter," Lucius said. Harry suddenly had a jolt of pain that came from his scar. Harry put his hands over the scar while dropping to his knees. He felt as if his head was about to explode until he blacked out.
When he awoke, his scar was still stinging, but not causing nearly as much pain.
Harry opened his eyes to see that he was in a dark place. He started to get up when he heard a familiar voice.
"Harry!" It was Sirius.
"What...what happened?" Harry asked, catching his breath.
"Harry...you were kidnapped," Sirius explained. "Lucius was just about to take you when I came in. We had a little duel and then he evaporated. I wrote to Dumbledore and he was going to send the Minister to come get us."
"But...you...aren't...cleared!" Harry choked.
"I know, but before I could get you out of there, Max took me by surprise and stunned me," Sirius said.
"That means..." Harry started to say but was cut off by another voice.
"Stupefy!" the voice said.
Harry, once again, was stunned.
N/A: Oooh, what is going to happen to little Harry? R/R!