Disclaimer: Same thing as before. I don't own it, and I hate HBP, so I'm cutting it out of the storyline!
Filius ran through the hallways as fast as he could. There was something wrong!
After finding the blood on the letter, Filius had cast a spell to determine who the blood belonged too, and Harry was the answer. It could just be a small cut that he didn't notice, but Filius doubted it.
After dashing through the hallways to reach the apparition point hidden inside of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he disappeared in a flash of light.
Filius appeared on a small street nearby to Privet Drive. There, he quickly cast an invisibility-and-silencing spell to stop anyone from noticing him. Again, he dashed as fast as he could down the streets to get to Privet Drive.
Quickly getting past the wards surrounding the house, he dashed inside. There was no noise, no semblance to a normal wizarding house. It was very plain and boring, in every way, very mundane.
He cast a searching spell, to find out where Harry was. There was blood in a few of the rooms, but Harry was no where to be found.
Over and over again, he searched with more powerful spells, until one reacted when he got near a small cupboard.
His eyes narrowed, the reaction he was getting was increasing as he moved towards the cupboard.
Was Harry inside the cupboard, or was he just getting something?
Filius quickly cast a door opening charm at the door, intent on getting Harry out of there.
The door blasted open, all of the locks instantly becoming undone. Sitting on small cot, covered in blood and small cuts, was Harry Potter. He recognized him instantly, even though he bared small resemblance to James Potter at this moment. The boy was small, thoroughly underfed. He had thick glasses, which looked very uncomfortable. His body was covered in small cuts, and bruises.
Filius's eyes widened at the sight. He had seen some horrible stuff while he was a dueling champion, but this pretty much took the cake.
Did he somehow do this to himself?
Was he beaten up by another kid his age?
Or did someone else do this to him?
Why is he in a cupboard?
Why is there a cot in here?
Why is there nothing else in here but Harry and this small cot?
All of those questions flowed through his mind in an instant. There was a loud noise, and the door nearby slammed open.
Filius spun around, to see a very large man. Rotund would probably be the best word to describe him. He had a large mustache and very little hair on top of his head.
Following the large man was a woman, tall and very ugly looking. She looked almost exactly like a horse did, long neck and all.
Then came a third, much like the first. He was very fat, but much younger than the other two. He could have passed as a very large beach ball, or something like that, if he didn't have arms or legs or a head.
The man in front was talking to the woman, and not really paying attention to what was inside the house.
"Well, you know, those people must have had such a bad time, with the glass breaking in the reptile house. But how did Dudley get inside of the broken case and somehow get stuck there? It doesn't make any sen-"
He had turned around and spotted Filius standing there, staring hard at him.
"Mr. Vernon Dursley, I presume?"
"I am, who are you to come barging into our house while we aren't here?"
"I am here for your nephew! You know, the one you left for dead in this small cupboard!"
Vernon's eyes widened comically. Then they narrowed.
"Get out of this house, freak! I won't have you being here, talking nonsense to my nephew and the rest of my family!" He raised his arm, and tried to punch at the freak who had invaded his house.
Filius, who had had enough training as a duelist to dodge, jumped out of the way, drawing his wand in an instant.
"Vernon Dursley, be glad I don't have you arrested on charges of child abuse!" He waved his wand, and muttered a small spell, which created a nearly invisible wall between the family, and him and Harry.
Vernon crashed right into the wall, half blinded by rage. This man was going to come and take his servant/pet away! He couldn't allow it! He brought his fists forward to crash against the wall, hoping to break it down. Again and again he pounded, hoping to break the wall down, but it held strong.
Filius turned towards them, and spoke in a loud, clear voice. "We trusted you with him, the savior of our world. We trusted you, and would have repaid you for keeping him. But now, that can't happen. You have betrayed our trust, and nearly destroyed our savior. I shouldn't even allow you to live, let alone just go to prision. But I can do nothing against you. You are severely lucky. I would recommend that you get out of here, before some of our people find out what you did. They will not be happy with you, unless they are torturing you."
Filius quickly grabbed onto Harry's arms and forced his way through the apparition wards surrounding the house. With a loud crash, and a noise of shattering glass, they were broken. And with another flash of light, all that remained of Harry Potter at the household were the bloodstains on the floor.