Chapter 2: Blue

Summary:

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Voldemort threw the book he was reading across the room. That book was useless. He needed to find another way to get rid of Potter. His followers were idiots and kept failing at getting Potter. They couldn't even found out where the blasted boy lived.

He pulled another book towards him. He began to read the different spells. He was getting annoyed when he found it. He grinned, as he read about the blue demon that would welcome a change from blue. He didn't see any warnings on this spell from the author or publisher, so he thought that was a good sign. He took his favorite quill and started to make a list of things he would need to get.

Voldemort grinned as he looked at the little blue demon in front of him. "I need you to kill Harry Potter."

"I'm Blue." The small thing replied, bobbing its head up and down.

"Can you get rid of Harry Potter for me?"

"Da ba dee."

"Harry Potter?" Voldemort asked again. He needed the boy dead and have it not point to him. Dumbledore would use it as a way to gather people to him. He was still upset about that flying purple thing. Severus had reported that it finally got famous and had a record contract.

"Da ba dee."

"Great. Just kill the boy." Voldemort gave the blue demon a look. "I will take you to the forest, you will be on your own from there."

"Mr. Potter, who is that?" McGonagall asked, eyeing the blue thing following Harry.

"His name is Blue, his world is all blue, he has never seen any other color but blue. I figured he would love to see Hogwarts."

"I see." McGonagall stated. "Is he a member of your new band?"

"No, not yet, but he seems really interested in the plants in the greenhouses. I found him there, touching the Devil's Snare. They seemed to get along."

"I see."

"I need to get him to the dorm, I figure we can take him down to visit Hagrid." Harry answered.

McGonagall waved her hand in dismissal, and watched the blue thing follow Harry. She wondered where it came from, but since it seemed harmless she wasn't worried. She would mention it to Albus at dinner.