Chapter 3

Disappearance

Dumbledore apparated at the end of the street from where the Dursley's and Harry lived. He walked down the dark street, the only light coming from the street lamps above and stopped when he came to number four. He knocked on the door and waited. A few seconds later he heard stomping and then the door was thrown open by a large man, Harry's uncle. He smiled kindly at him and the man seemed to go red in the face. "What are you doing here?" he demanded and glared at him. Dumbledore blinked. Did Harry forget to tell them that he would be coming?

"Mr Dursley I presume?" he asked and smiled. "Shall we pretend that you invited me in to your home?" He walked inside and turned back to the man who was stood there frozen. He slammed the door shut and turned to face him.

"What do you want?"

"I am here to take young Harry to his friend's house." he replied patiently. The man seemed to twitch when he mentioned Harry.

"Fine." he snapped and walked to the bottom of the stairs. "Boy!" he shouted and then went purple as he was ignored. "Right." he muttered and stomped up the stairs. He banged on the door three times and waited. "Boy, get out here now!" No answer. He bared his teeth and yanked the door open. His eyes widened when he realised that the boy wasn't there. He slammed the door shut and walked, or stomped, down the stairs back to the old man. "He isn't here. Now get out, you don't need to be here anymore."

Dumbledore gaped slightly. Not here? How can he not be here? He pushed past the large man and walked up the stairs, ignoring the man's protests. He stopped at the door and frowned seeing locks and a cat flap on the door near the end of the corridor. He opened the door and found the room empty. The magical signature told that he was still here a few hours ago, so that could mean he was kidnapped. He pulled open the wardrobe and found it empty of clothes. He searched the entire room for anything that might belong to Harry and found nothing. Who kidnaps someone and takes all of their things? Did he run away? He closed his eyes and took a huge breath and then stormed back out of the room and downstairs. He didn't wait to question them he just used legilimens on them and found nothing.

Someone could have done something to them to make them forget and completely erase the memory of them coming in. He ran his hands over his face and left them and walked out of the house and then apparated to where the Weasley's home was. He walked to the door and knocked. A few seconds later the door opened and Mrs Weasley was stood there. She smiled. "Albus, come on in."

"You know Molly, did you forget that you should question me? I could be an imposter." he said kindly. She stopped and then grimaced.

"Oh yes." He looked to the kitchen table and saw Tonks sat there with a cup of tea in her hands. She had mousey brown hair today. Bland in his opinion, she must be really down.

"How are you, Tonks?" he asked kindly. She looked up and her eyes were bloodshot and swollen. She smiled weakly.

"Fine." she said hoarsely. Dumbledore nodded and stayed silent.

"Where is Harry, headmaster?" Molly asked as she bustled around the kitchen. Dumbledore looked at her and frowned.

He hesitated. "I don't know." The pot she was washing dropped into the sink with a splash. Her jaw was open and her eyes were wide.

"W-What, do you mean?" she stuttered. Dumbledore sighed and sat down on a chair at the kitchen table.

"I am sorry, Molly." he said weakly. "When I went there to pick him up he was gone. All his things were gone and his room was empty. His relatives seemed to have no memory of him leaving and Harry couldn't have done that. So someone else must have been there. But that poses the problem as to who that was." He suddenly frowned. "There was no other magical signature there except young Harry's." Molly gasped and collapsed on a chair. Her eyes were grave. Tonks stayed silent.

"What are we going to do?" she asked desperately.

"We will do everything in our power to get him back." he said strongly. "We just need to find a place to start." She nodded and Tonks stood up.

"I have to go." she said softly. "Thanks Molly." Molly smiled and Tonks quickly left and apparated away. Everything was silent. Dumbledore thought over how they were going to get Harry back. They needed him. He knew it was horrible to pin all of this on a boy but the prophecy stated that Harry would be the one to get rid of Voldemort once and for all. It was horrible, but true.

"Arthur will be home any minute." Molly said, breaking the silence. Dumbledore nodded and stood up.

"I better go. There will be a meeting tomorrow, here, about Harry." She nodded and saw him to the door.

"Thank you for letting me know. I will tell the kids in the morning." she whispered. "Goodbye, Albus." He smiled and nodded. He walked past the wards and apparated back to Hogwarts.

A/N: Yes this is short but it was just a piece on when Dumbledore got to Harry's.

I have checked it for grammar and spelling mistakes like the first two. Wasn't many at all which was good.

Edited: 13/07/12