Chapter Three:
The Order and Hamsterviel
"What do you mean he's missing?" Mad-Eye asked Mundungus.
Mundungus Fletcher, Order Member, and Thief, had been the one assigned to keeping an eye on Harry the first few days. "It's not my fault, the family came home and he wasn't with them. I thought maybe he went to stay the night with someone else, maybe a friend he has there. It's not my fault!" he insisted.
Mad-Eye Moody glowered with both his good eye and his magic eye at the irresponsible wizard, "You know quite well that Harry has no friends outside of the wizarding world! Those rotten muggles saw to that! You should have told us when he didn't come home!"
Mrs. Weasley got between the two men, "Gentlemen! Moody, as much as I agree that this lout has a lot of explaining to do, we should be worrying about finding Harry instead of passing blame. Who knows what danger he is in."
Dumbledore arrived, having received word of what was wrong. He, naturally, had the first course of action planned, "Let's go to the Dursleys. They must know where Harry is." he reasoned.
This was a perfectly reasonable course of action. So together, except for Mundungus, the three of them went to Number Four Privet Drive. Dumbledore tapped politely on the door.
Vernon opened the door and made to close it hurriedly, "He's not here!" he barked, "Go away!"
But Albus Dumbledore would not simply go away. And neither would his comrades. Molly Weasley about burst in there all on her own. Only Moody was capable of holding her back. And even that was barely managed.
"Forgive me for calling so unexpectedly, Mr. Dursley. You see, we are quite aware that Harry is not here. We are hoping that you will know where he is." Dumbledore stated congenially.
Vernon shook his head, "He only asked that I drop him off at the airport. He didn't say where he was going. Now leave."
"Now see here," Mrs. Weasley began only to be stopped by Vernon's sneer.
"No, now YOU see here, woman! You are all a bunch of self-righteous freaks! You try to threaten us into being NICE to the boy, and yet you." he gestured at Dumbledore, "constantly put him in danger and allow his professors to belittle and abuse him, worse than we ever did! I saw that scar on his hand. What did it say, oh yes, "I Shall Not Tell Lies". A fitting punishment to be sure, but why he would have to write it into his very flesh is obviously beyond my level of comprehension. Even we have never done anything of that magnitude! And for some reason, he felt he had to run away from all of you. I wonder why that is. Maybe he'll be back at your school in the fall, maybe he won't. This time it's up to him!" he took great satisfaction in the looks on their faces. "Good day." This time he managed to get the door shut and turned about to go back to his coffee and paper.
Meanwhile, in a broken down ship by a waterfall, a gigantic shark-like alien sat dejectedly in his chair. A pudgy yellow alien came over to him with a plate piled HIGH with sandwiches of all kinds.
"Sandwich?"
The shark-alien growled at him, "No! I want to have some PEACE and QUIET!"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON YOUR RUMP!" came a high-pitched voice over the intercom. A white hamster creature appeared on the screen. "You should be capturing MY experiments! WHAT DO YOU THINK I PAY YOU FOR!"
Gantu sighed in frustration, "I'm looking but there's been no sign of one in days."
"THEN GO OUT AND LOOK HARDER!! OR ELSE!!" Dr. Hamsterviel left no room for argument as he hung up.
"And this is my private laboratory," Jumba stated excitedly as he showed Harry around the house. "This is where I work on all my top secret evil genius experiments, like 626."
Harry gave Jumba a look, "626?"
Jumba corrected himself, "You know him as Stitch. Little girl and 626 have been assigned by Galactic Counsel to find all of the lost experiments. And," he leaned over conspiratorially, "between you and me, I am currently working on Experiment 627. Will have ability to find any location in universe without map."
Harry laughed a bit, "Sounds interesting." Suddenly a pecking sound at the window got their attentions. He looked over while Jumba went looking for a net-gun. "Hedwig!" he went to the window and opened it for her.
"Hold it, I catch it!" Jumba instructed.
Harry shook his head as he petted Hedwig, "No, no. She's with me, she's my owl."
AN: End of Chapter Next Chapter: Experiment 070 Hamsterviel discovers Harry's abilities.