Hi guys!
I hope you guys like it (even though the plot hasn't started yet..) oh, and btw, I'm sorry for posting the same chapter twice the website did something crazy :/
Well, off you go!
~Sooph~
Word-count: 680 words
Chapter 3
Dudley's birthday, oh joy.
First he was woken up roughly with an "Up! U-up!
Get up! I want everything to be perfect for my Diddykins on his special day!"
"Ugh," Harry groaned, he wasn't used to sleeping on the mattress in the cupboard. It gave him a stiff neck.
He had liked his Hogwarts 4-poster bed 10 times better.
Even the cot he'd gotten (with Dudley's 2nd bedroom) after his letter was better.
Harry got up and started breakfast after a warning on not to burn the bacon.
After a whole drama about how many presents he had, Dudley's friend Pierce came over.
They left for the zoo and Harry persuaded the Dursley's to drop him off at a bus stop so he could head for the phone booth.
The entrance of the DOM, he told the phone booth he was a visitor.
He had used some of Petunia's make-up to conceal his scar so no one would recognize him.
He went into the elevator and went to the right floor, he remembered the way from the year before (in his time-line).
Just when he was about to enter the door someone came from the other side of the hall. He heard the footsteps; it would be any second now, till they saw him and then his whole plan would be torn asunder.
He was desperately wishing that he was invisible and the person didn't even glance at him?
He followed (the unspeakable) or that's what he thought the person was after through the door.
He found the right row and saw the prophecy, he made to grab for it and just then, the alarm went off, "INTRUDER ALERT! ALL UNSPEAKABLES SEARCH THE PREMISES!"
"Oh shit." Harry swore aloud.
He grabbed for the prophecy, stuck it into his pocket and ran for the door.
When he got there he ran into a random room.
He then started to cry, it was fake of course, but the unspeakable that found him seemed to think it was genuine.
He was escorted out of the door and wasn't even searched.
'Well, I guess in times of peace, people don't really suspect 10 year old boys.' He thought.
He left the Department of Mysteries and got back on the bus to little Whinging, he dropped by the library and checked out 2 martial-arts books.
He had decided he would try to comprehend muggle fighting since the magical world completely ignored it, and it would probably be pretty handy in a fight.
He left the library and grabbed the key from under the welcome mat.
The Dursley's only put it there because it was a "normal" thing to do, so typical.
So once he was all huddled in his cupboard (he decided it was his then since he hadn't gotten a new room yet.)
And he listened to the prophecy..
TBC
A/N: Sorry for the Cliffie, you don't have to review, but I'd appreciate it cos it's my first fanfiction.
They're short chapters, I know but I'd like to post as much as possible now since I have exams coming up and I won't be updating as frequently :D
Btw: The next chapter is going to be waay longer :D :D