Chapter 8

Mistakes

Harry and Ron walked quietly threw the unknown house, hoping no Death Eaters were lurking the hallways. Harry was a bit worried they would run into Voldemort of someone but didn't express his feeling to Ron. All Harry wished for was a wand. Then they wouldn't have to be so quiet; they could a simple charm that turned you invisible...

"Harry, someone is coming," Ron whispered in Harry's ear. They both looked around, seeing shadows of the upcoming figures. Ron looked around the hall, trying to find a spot to hide while the people passed. Harry tapped him on the shoulder, pointing at an open closet, which held some brooms.

They looked at each other and nodded, squeezing into the closet. There was barley any room left when they were both in it, side by side. Harry, who was closer to the doorknob, closed the door except for a crack. He peered through the crack, feeling Ron trying to move over and look too.

When they could both see Harry put one hand on the doorknob just in case one of them pushed the door open. There were two shadows that kept getting smaller and smaller until they came into view.

"Orders are orders Lucius, and you heard the Master..." one of the two people said who was wearing a long, black cloak. He had a mask on, the same as the one he was talking to.

"I know but this isn't the way I thought that he would go with. He had to go with Severus' idea when he totally ignored mine. When I get my hands on that liar I will make sure he is dead," said the other man said who had just now made a fist in the air.

"I will be the first to find out that he is working for Dumbledore, and I will see him die just like his father..." the first man said, then flashing his eyes where Harry and Ron hid.

"Wasn't that door open when we went passed here a minute ago?" the first man said, pointing at the closet. The hairs on the back of Harry's neck stood up. Ron moved back as far as he could but Harry on the other hand, stayed where he was, not able to move.

The two men walked over to the closet. The second man put his hand on the doorknob while the first man took out his wand. Harry used his hand that was on the doorknob and shut the door, pulling so no one could come in.

"Someone is in there," the second voice said, trying to turn the knob," and it doesn't want us to get him,"

"Come on out! No use trying to fight!" The first voice yelled, banging on the door. Harry kept his grip tight. Ron was staring at Harry, hoping he knew what he was doing.

Through the door Harry and Ron could hear a curse. Harry's hand that was on the door was trying to get off. Harry took his other hand and was trying to stop it but it was too strong.

Ron saw what Harry's problem was, so he put his hands on the doorknob, trying to keep it from opening. They could hear even more curses that made it even harder but nether of them gave in.

"Strong you are but try this," The second voice said. Then both of the men started to mutter words that Harry couldn't even hear but then suddenly both Harry's and Ron's hands were pulled off the doorknob, sending them backwards; as far as they could go.

The door flew open with the two men in the doorway. Harry looked up at them. Suddenly, the one on the left smiled.

"Well, well, well, if it's the famous Harry Potter and his little friend," the second voice, that Harry recognized as Lucius Malfoy said.

"Wait until the master hears about this one, we will be put into the inner circle!" the one on the right said. Harry didn't know who this was but the man was staring at Harry. Then suddenly he looked at Ron with curiosity.

"Isn't he one of the sons out of that stupid poor wizard's family?" the unknown Death Eater said, looking at Ron. Ron looked as if he was going to talk back but then Malfoy raised his wand.

"Stupefy!" Ron fell onto Harry's lap for there wasn't much room. Then he heard a curse coming at him too.

"Dontrie!" the unknown Death Eater yelled, his wand at Harry. A light blue light came out of the wand, heading straight for Harry. It hit him on his neck and somehow, he was forced to stand.

Ron fell to the ground with a clatter. The man came into the closet and grabbed Harry's wrist. He couldn't stop this; it was almost as if he was being controlled.

The man led him out of the closet and then started to walk down a narrow hall. Malfoy was right behind him, holding Ron in his hands. Malfoy looked as if this was the last thing he wanted to do but he didn't complain.

"I think we should go to the master," Malfoy said, " I think he will want to deal with then himself..."

Harry's stomach lurched. The other person nodded and started to walk to a large door. Malfoy got in front of the man and knocked. The door creaked open.

Harry gulped and was pushed through the door.