A.N Dedicated to Mirai-Vegeto ! !
Not a single whisper from behind the cupboard
Lily raced up the front yard, through the front door and into the living room. On the way dropping her bag by the hutch at the door and throwing her shoes off towards the rack.
As it turns out Principal Mitchel had only threatened to call the families. A Miracle!
So right now she was sculling down her glass of milk that was her afternoon snack and was about to head over to see Harry.
Sprinting to the house just beyond hers she came to the sight of a house with no life. It was clear to see the doors were locked and the car was not in the drive so it was safe to say that no one was home.
"The Dursley's aren't home" cackled one of the old ladies from down the road. "Came out of the house after bringing that brat home from school and left for a weekend holiday with Vernon's Sister"
Lily's mouth came together to form an 'oh' shape and turned to the lady in front of her.
"Did the umm... brat? Go with them?"
The lady let off a laugh that reminded Lily of the witch from the Bugs Bunny Gang.
"They left him with a sitter. He was a bad boy today at school so they said he had to stay home and have no fun"
Lily looked at her like she was crazy. How could they not know the way the Dursley's treated Harry?
"Well thank you" she replied to the lady. She was sort of some help and she was always told to use her manners.
After the old lady was well out of sight, Lily took note of her surroundings to see if there was anybody watching her. Seeing the coast was clear. Lily did the unthinkable that would earn her a month worth of groundings if her mother found out. She snuck into the Dursley's backyard and walked towards their back door.
Testing it she found that it was locked. 'No DAH' Lily scolded as she rolled her eyes. Petunia was a freak case when it came to a clean house, and therefore would most likely lock the house and take the keys. Making sure Harry couldn't even get outside.
And this is where her mother would definitely ground her for life if she ever caught wind of what she was about to do. Pulling out a bobby pin and fringe pin from her hair, Lily shaped the small pieces of metal and stuck them into the keyhole.
'So this is what a jail breaker feels like?' Lily spoke to herself as she fiddled with her hair pieces she was now uses to break into a house.
Sticking her tongue to the side of her mouth in what many could have passed off as a girl in deep thought, she continue to jab and poke at this now infuriating keyhole.
A click signaled to Lily that her job was done and that she may now enter the house in which practically spelled out her doom if she was caught. With the door creaking quite loudly Lily snuck in closing the door behind her with a clap.
Harry had gotten into a lot of trouble when they stepped through the door of number 4 Private Drive. He was blasted into infinity and Uncle Vernon had hit him. He had hit him right across the cheek which had already started to bruise badly. Well that's what Harry thought. It turned out that the Dursley's were going to stay at Aunt Marge's for a weekend holiday and decided Harry could fend till Monday afternoon with no food. Aunt Petunia had documented every food in the house and the total amount. He was threatened that if even a single gram was missing he was in for it. And the power was being watched so he couldn't use lights, TV or sneak some time on Dudley's computer. The only time he could leave the cupboard under the stairs was when he needed to use the toilet. He wasn't even allowed to shower.
Sitting on the moldy mattress behind the cupboard door Harry sat there staring at the wall. Now if someone of normal nature was come upon this sight many would say this boy need to be enrolled into a mental institution. A boy staring at a wall was not normal in the least.
Harry looked up his senses kicking into over drive. He could have sworn he heard the back door open and close with a noise. Yet this could not be he was locked into the hose no door left not bolted shut so no one could get in.
But a slight crash just in the distance confirmed that someone was in the house. And since no lights were turned on Harry could say it was definitely not the Dursley's in the house.
Lily cringed as she kicked the stool beside her. She cut whack herself right now. She saw that stool before she reached it and yet her big foot got in the road as she snuck around the house.
She slinked slowly towards the hallway near the front door. To her left was a cupboard and a set of stairs. Harry said something bout sleeping in a really small room so that must be upstairs. Stalking past the cupboard under the stairs she had no idea that just behind the door sat her best friend holding his breath.
Harry let out his breath the moment he heard the footsteps leave the stairs above his head.
What would the Dursley's say when they find out he let someone rob the house?
Harry could swear he was about to hyperventilate. Someone was in the house and here he sat in a cupboard not even game to open the door to see who it is.
The footsteps returned moments later and descended the stairs above his head.
But the one thing that made him curious was this someone seemed to be whispering something.
Lily had checked all the upstairs rooms and by the look of the house you would never guess another boy lived here. The pig had two rooms. So where was Harry's room?
"HARRY?" Lily whispered quite loudly to be honest as she stepped of the stairs and into the hallway once more. "HARRY? WHERE ARE YOU?"
Lily stopped herself. Why was she whispering? No one else was in the house.
Yet here right before her the cupboard door from under the stairs had started to open by its own accord. 'NOW THAT'S NOT NORMAL' Lily screamed in her head.
Harry, they where calling him. It was a girl whispering. Wait?! A girl. How was it possible that Lily was in this house? Now very curious Harry opened his door and crawled out greet his friend.
Both children where in quite an amount of shock when they saw their best friend staring back at them. Lily was confused.
"I thought you said you had a room?" she asked her friend
Harry only nodded shuffling his feet "I said a small room" he was quite embarrassed. Sure Lily knew how he lived but just not where he lived or slept. He didn't want to tell her. He knew she wouldn't want to be friends with him anymore now that she knew he lived in a cupboard.
"So you live in the cupboard?" she questioned her best friend. Lily was hurt, how could Harry her best friend of 3 years no tell her where he slept. Was he that embarrassed that he didn't want her to know?
"I didn't want you to know…………………….." Harry conversed as he began to explain everything.
Once the finally words from Harry reached Lily's ears she turned to her friend.
"I still want to be your friend, nothing has changed"
Harry grinned at his friend no he knew why she was his friend.
"So why don't you just stay over my house?" Lily said "I could tell mum and dad and all we do is sneak you in and out without anyone noticing"
Harry had to agree he liked that plan then the one of him staying here all weekend. Yet before plans could be made a noise from the front door made the freeze in horror.
The jingling of keys and the twist and click of the lock informed them someone was coming into the house, someone who had keys………… and the only one who could have keys to this house was THE DURSLEY'S!! !
With fast thinking Harry grabbed a hold of his friend and pushed her into the cupboard under the stairs and signaled for her to be quiet, that exact moment the front door open and the voices of a whining Dudley, a worried Aunt Petunia and a Grumpy Uncle Vernon filled the hall.
Light filled the slightly darkening hallway. And footsteps could be heard climbing the stairs. It was dark in the cupboard and having just the sound of footsteps was enough to freak out two 9 year olds.
The vents upon Harry's door opened up. With fast reflexes Harry pushed his friend over to the dark part of the cupboard. Shadows always fell upon this area unless the small light bulb above Harry's head was turned on.
Uncle Vernon's head appeared once the door was opened. Harry couldn't help but sneak a glance at his friend slightly seeing her face. Terror contorted it and it was obvious she was holding her breath in fear that Vernon might actually hear her draw a breath.
Harry completely petrified only took in parts of what Uncle Vernon said to him. Something about Dudley forgetting a gaming console and that he had better not have done anything funny. There was something there also about not leaving till a bit later as Dudley was hungry.
Harry could swear Uncle Vernon looked straight at Lily, but he must have thought it was a trick of the light as he slammed the door shut and closed the vents.
Lily shuffled back next to Harry on the mattress and starting breathing regularly once more.
"Now what do we do?" she whispered so quietly Harry had to lean towards her to hear.
"If they aren't leaving till later I can't get out of here. God I hope they don't find the back door unlocked"
Harry shrugged only slightly and stated the obvious. "We'll just have to wait.
Now waiting when your only nine years old can seem like a life time. It had been days it had to be thought Lily. They had been here for so long. And the Dursley's hadn't even left yet.
"MUM!" screamed the voice of Dudley "CAN I GO OUT BACK FOR A MOMENT?"
"Sure my baby didikins" crooned Aunt Petunia "just let me unlock it for you"
Both Harry and Lily looked at each other in horror. If they found that back door opened they would most likely lock it and Lily nor would Harry have no way of getting back out.
"NO PETUINIA!" scolded Vernon from just outside Harry's cupboard we must get going if we want to reach Marge's by bed.
Groans of protest could be heard from Dudley all trough the house and out towards the door. By only shear knowledge did Harry know Aunt Petunia was doing a final sweep of her kitchen before she to left to the car. Yet Uncle Vernon's footsteps stopped right outside the hiding place of Lily. Opening the vents so fast Lily could only react by lying down on the mattress hoping that Vernon Dursley could not see any part of her.
"No nonsense boy" he forced out between his teeth, before Darkness took over the cupboard under the stairs and the hallway.
A click of the front door indicated it was now locked and the quiet rumble of the car could be heard as it backed out of the driveway. Now that silence reached the ears of the best friends did they open the door of the cupboard and step into the hall.
"That was close" puffed Harry still trying to trying to catch his breath after holding it for so long.
Lily nodded before grabbing Harry's hand "Come on"
Both children raced to the back door, opening it slowly and closing it once more before they turned to leave for Lily's House.
"Wait" Lily spoke and then before any reply could be made by Harry, she turned on her feet and walked back to the door, extracting the bobby pins that had helped her break in.
"Let's go" she whispered as both her and Harry slinked in the shadows of Private drive and hopefully made it to number 8 before anyone notices.
But someone always notices. Just down the road peeping out of her living room window. Mrs. Arabella Figg watched the two children sneak towards the home of the little girl Mrs. Figg was yet to know anything about. Closing the curtains quickly she hobbled to her fireplace and grabbed some powder from the pot to her right. Throwing it into the fire Mrs. Figg smiled as she watched the green flames dance before her, before barking out an address and lowering her head way to closely to the suspicious green tongues of fire.
A.N there you go 5 pages long this time YES! I was expecting to write more then just Harry's escape but ideas just kept opening the door in my head (I seriously need to consider some locks) and it kept on going. Well I hope you enjoyed and once again this story is dedicated to Mirai-Vegeto who sent me a review that had me dancing around my room. Well please read and review. Tell me what you think I will most likely reply to it and change what is needed. But I go back to school on the 6th so it may take longer than usually to reply and update.