Chapter 3 Death At Hogwarts
It's been 5 months since the brutal murders on Privet Drive. What was left of Dudley's gang and their families where ripped apart by knife and human hands. The bodies were found days later after the Dursleys a week before. The Wizarding Word lost their hero forever… Harry hinds himself within the Wizarding World. The Order and the Aurors couldn't find Harry Potter. None of them knew he was right under their noses. Harry sits at a table up stairs in the Three Broomsticks. He fingers his hidden knife in his pants
pocket. Cuts his finger on the blade drawing blood. It's been a long time since he killed someone and very bored waiting. He takes a drink from his butter beer. Harry didn't go to his 6th year at Hogwarts which he couldn't care less about. And like he could show his creepy white face there in the 1st place. Then sees Draco and his goons enter the Three Broomsticks. His bloody smile on his face turns to a sick grin. "You better not go to sleep Malfoy." Laughs Harry while drinking the rest of his butter beer. The cut on his
finger heals over. Hermione sighs setting the Daily Prophet down on the wooden table. The headline reads: HARRY POTTER STILL MISSING OR HAS HE GONE DARK?! "I can't believe that Rita Skeeter would write that about Harry." "Only idiots would believe her anyways" said Ron putting in his two cents. Draco laughs after reading the article. "Who knew Potter had it in him to kill Muggles." Later that night in the Slytherin common room, Draco fell asleep on the green couch while studying for a test. Harry appears with his
knife at Draco's neck. "Wake up Malfoy!" He awakes seeing a creepy white face with a cut open smile and two black circles around the eyes. "What the Hell?! Potter what happen to your face?" "This!" Said Harry as he cuts a smile into Draco's face with the knife. He screams in pain as Harry cuts deeper into his mouth. Blood pours down the huge cut up smile on Draco's face. No one can hear Malfoy. "I used a silent charm on the Common room. So scream for help all you want Malfoy!" Harry says in dark evil voice to him. Draco
tries to take out his wand. But Harry pulls out his knife out of his bloody mouth. "Go to Sleep." That is the last thing Draco heard. As the blade hacks through his neck. He smiles wickedly at his dead body. Cleaning blood off the knife's blade and puts it back into his pants packet. Harry writes: GO TO SLEEP I'LL BE WATCHING On the stone wall with Draco's blood on his hands.