The unmistakable face
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; the story-line is my own. Hope you like this chapter as it's my first ever story. I do NOT own Harry Potter, he belongs to J.K Rowling. sob sob
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Chapter Three
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Recap: "Oh for goodness sake, take off that cloak! It must be at least 20 degrees out there!" Molly snapped at him. "Fine I will!" The man grumbled back. Sirius smiled, well this was a first, Molly had never bullied him into anything before, but here he was taking off his cloak for her.
He pulled off the cloak and. . . .
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His face was a blur, "For goodness sake! You and Sirus are as bad as each other!" Molly snapped. Sirius was grinning, "Disillusioned charm! Neat!" Bill said, as he came through the door. "How did you manage to make it cover only your face?" Sirius asked puzzled. "My secret. . ." he said mysteriously. "Also while I'm like this, I'd prefer it if you called me Lappam." He added clandestinely. "Why Lappam?" asked Sirius. "It has a meaning close to my heart, and I like it." A-so-called-Lappam answered happily. "Fine with me," Sirius said muffled as he went through the door.
Harry glared at the scenery, how dare it look so happy when I'm not! He fumed. He heard someone walked beside him; he spun round and stared into the eyes of a surprised Sirius. "What did you just plan on sneaking up on me and grabbing me like the last time?" Harry asked outraged. "Noo…I just wanted to check on you" Sirius answered; and for once at a loss of words. "What? No snappy comment!" Sirius was taken aback. "I was so looking forward to that, it's not like the Sirius I know." "Harry doesn't know those things!" Sirius mumbled worriedly. "Not half as smart either!" The cold cruel voice continued. Harry didn't know what was happening, he couldn't control his mouth. He was saying them, but it wasn't him.
Sirius was anxious when he heard Harry talking like that, but he had to be sure. He tested him, "Harry is that you?" he asked pretending to be afraid. "The imbecile!" the unknown voice laughed a cold cruel laugh. Now Sirius knew, Voldemort was talking through Harry. "Get out of him! You fiend!" Sirius was raging at Voldemort and at himself, if only he had noticed sooner. The supposedly reformed death-eaters at the ministry would be sure to tell Fudge where he was now! He had endangered Harry's and the Weasley's lives and livelihoods.
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Voldemort was content, he had hit Black right where it hurt. Sadly his satisfaction was not to last, Nott had returned and had failed to do the task given to him. Voldemort smiled his trademark smile, back to what I love to do best! Well Nott had to be tortured or he would believe he got away with it, Voldemort could not allow Mutiny in his current form. "Wormtail!" he screeched, "Bring me my wand!" He relished in Nott's cringing anticipation. "Now, now my dear Nott, you didn't believe your lord would let you get away with such a crucial mistake as that did you?" Voldemort cackled with grinning evilly. Nott winced and answered meekly "No my lord, I have done wrong and must be punished"
Nott was full of rage inside, but the dark lord was stronger than him, even in this form. He had to bide his time and wait, and keep it hidden from the dark lord who was an expert on legilimens. Maybe the Potter boy was his escape. He refused to dwell on that thought. He shook with hatred just thinking about the boy. He would not stoop to grovel at the feet of the boy who survived the Dark Lord when he himself could not.
Wormtail was frightened, but that was nothing new. Hiding in a corner, but the dark lord was all-knowing; he knew where Wormtail was all the time. I want to escape. . . Wormtail whimpered to himself. The dark lord is cruel and mean; in his head he was already plotting his escape. "Dreaming of escaping are we Wormtail?" Voldemort hissed. How does he know what's in my head? Wormtail thought bemused and afraid. "My lord, of course not," Wormtail murmured. "You forget Wormtail that your Lord is all-knowing" Voldemort spat back. Wormtail was very alone and had no chance of escape; especially with Nott there.
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Dumbledore sat in his office, wondering about Harry Potter. How was the boy getting on? He had just received word of Harry's latest outburst by Ophelia, his owl. Sirius had sounded quite worried, which worried Albus because Sirius was never worried. It had contained something about Voldemort talking through Harry. The papers on his desk contained Harry's application to go to Hogwarts. Should he send them? The question kept running through Albus's mind. He made up his mind.
At the burrow, everyone was hastily packing for Hogwarts; Harry was still anxiously waiting for his letter that was supposed to come. "Harry Honey, Errol's arrived he brings a letter from Professor Dumbledore!" Mrs. Weasley called from the bottom of the stairs.
Author's Note: Soz that this chappie is so short, but I wanted to post it so I kept my readers. In my defense I have had tests and it IS nearly the holidays!
Happy holidays and Merry Christmas
Hopefully next chappie will be out before Christmas.