Adventures of Young Harry Potter
As young Harry grew older, he experienced a plethora of events; misadventures, and stories of peril.
Maybe the most notable was the thing he'd seen in late October.
As October went, it was a quiet and unassuming night; a soft pitter-patter of rain canvassing the neighborhood outside the windows, the moon shining as a descending crescent, like a flaxen pendant. Outside the windows, there wasn't even a whoosh of cars passing by at modest speeds or the familiar watery claps of footsteps in puddles or muddy sidewalks, as people returned home or departed to parts unknown.
It was almost cozy, in a certain way, like the entire world had succumbed to the fogs of sleep and decided to have a restful night together.
And yet... it was also dreary, unmistakably.
A somber, tenebrous shroud hung over the world, entering the body in every breath, thick and cloying, like a smoky glue for the brain's synapses, slowing every thought to render one's cognition almost dreamlike. It made every thought blur and stick together with its previous and following thoughts, like molasses flowing out of a thin pipe.
After spending a few dreamless hours in perturbation, sweating under his covers, Harry decided to rise and get a drink of water. As he wandered downstairs, the Dursley house was deathly silent, even the midnight phantoms that usually haunted the halls in his imagination having disappeared.
There was a real phantom in their place.
Harry stopped as he was about to enter the kitchen. About five, maybe ten steps away from him, there was a tattered cloak with a raised hood floating in the middle of the air. It did not have any legs or feet that he could see, nor arms. It was like a flying raincoat, almost, but made from old cloth. It was frayed, ripped at the edges.
A subtle lean to the right, to observe it from another angle, revealing a pair of glowing red eyes, like distant star-specks, floating where they might've been if the cloak's hood also had a head underneath. They weren't focused on him, but rather, on the mirror in front of it.
It didn't have a face, but he could tell its expression, he realized - a desperate, heavy longing, almost like heartache. A desire to go back to something.
As he was occupied reading its expression, it turned and saw him. Harry froze.
They stared at each other for a moment - boy and tattered cloak. A moment later, its eyes closed, and then the cloak disappeared as well.
And his heart started to beat again, from where it had frozen in the fear of that thing's eyes.
However, not all of Harry's adventures were terrifying like the one with the phantom and the mirror. Alongside the bad experiences, he also had quite a few good ones and quite a few that left him more confused than feeling in any particular way.
Several days after October, a man had come to the Dursley household, calling himself Lucas Maluuf.
An odd surname to be sure, and his appearance was so regal, the Dursleys were almost certain he was a foreigner.
He'd explained, on their doorstep, that he recently purchased a house nearby and would be moving in shortly. As Mr. Maluuf was new to the neighborhood, he wished to acquaint himself with his upcoming neighbors-to-be, and, seeing no harm in that, Aunt Petunia invited him in to enjoy some afternoon tea with them.
He was, according to Vernon, a man of good learning and stature, a respectable individual - a statement elicited by Mr. Maluuf's cane, as Harry's uncle believed that anyone who carried a cane was sophisticated. Harry wasn't so sure, but definitely, Mr. Maluuf had done nothing to impose - he had calmly sipped his tea and commented on its exquisite taste, had a few bites of the fruitcake Aunt Petunia treated him to, and exchanged polite small talk and chatter with the Dursleys.
Sometimes, he would gaze at Harry, and in that gaze, Harry would sense a hawklike curiosity, a kind of insightful understanding, and inexplicable mental magnetism, that made him strongly believe Mr. Maluuf could be a wizard or magician like Harry was, but Harry knew it'd be impolite to broach that subject openly, so he didn't.
A few moments after the proper time for visitation had ended, as per British custom, Mr. Maluuf swiftly glanced at the clock, said, "Oh, dear, look at the time," and departed with respectable goodbyes and expressions of gratitude for inviting him in, as well as a few assurances that he'd enjoyed himself tremendously.
In November, as temperatures decreased, the weather swinging from autumn's ruddy embrace into winter's ice-taloned grasp, Harry came down with an inexplicable and paranormal cold, wherein, every time he coughed, something unexpected and magical in nature would happen.
Among other things, his coughs made the wine bottles in the kitchen float in the air and spill their contents to the floor in a pentagram, caused every drawer and window in the house to open and close multiple times, created an unexpected whirlwind in the center of the living room, and turned Uncle Vernon's watch into solid gold - a thing, Vernon later said, that he might've appreciated had the watch also not fused its clasps and become irremovable as a result. He was forced to go to an expert to have it taken off on the following morning. At one point, Harry also caused Aunt Petunia's favorite vase to detonate - a feat that she didn't entirely forgive him for until Christmas.
On average, none of this would have been particularly problematic for the Dursleys. They dealt with Harry's magical outbursts on a regular basis, and while any incident of particular scale, so anomalous it made even the normal magic seem ordinary in comparison, would be followed by Harry getting chewed out, they managed.
However, as Harry caught this sickness and started to maniest its effects, there were important guests in the house - business partners that Uncle Vernon had invited over for dinner to discuss the course of his company. As such, the entire family had to work in order to conceal the effects of Harry's magic on the house, and Vernon's partners left suspecting something, but not entirely sure what occurred. On the morning after, a wizard introducing himself as Mr. Thaddeus Arraney arrived, from the Ministry of Magic, and gave Harry a bottle of yellowish liquid, telling him to drink it - it was an cure for his disease, its effects almost instantaneous.
And naturally, there was the rat incident, wherein Harry spoke to a sizable rodent accosting Aunt Petunia in the kitchen.
"Food, food, food," squeaked the rat, like a mantra.
"Um. Food?"
"I need food, want food," said the rat. It stopped chewing on the slice of cheese it had stolen, and visibly turned its body towards Harry, rising slightly in order to better address him. Aunt Petunia and Dudley both watched this happen with faces cast into shock, switching between staring at Harry and the rat. "Winter's coming. Need food."
"Uh. I don't think you'll find any good food here. Maybe check with the neighbors?" Harry proposed awkwardly, and then clarified, "They, um, live next to us."
"Food? Food at neighbors... Okay, I find food there."
And so, it had scampered off.
"Oh!" Petunia breathed, heaving, "Oh, goodness, Harry, you can-"
"You can talk to rats?!" Dudley boomed. "That's wicked awesome, cuz!"
"Oh goodness, I think I'm about to faint."
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And now, select up to five (5) more events that happen in between the ones that already occurred, and Harry's arrival at Hogwarts.
[ ] Another Night, Another Wraith - After a certain point, the dark tattered cloak-wraith starts to make regular appearances, whenever the Dursleys are sound asleep or simply not around. After nights of close encounters, Harry becomes accustomed to its horrific presence and uses a water gun stocked with holy water to make it bugger off.
[ ] A New Bike - As part of a family-wide fitness goal, Vernon picked up a set of bicycles. After a few rough starts, Harry and Dudley finally manage to get going, and exploring the neighborhood became a much more common occurrence from then on.
[ ] Hundred-Step Hopscotch - In a bout of creativity, Harry decided to use some chalk and extend that boring old hopscotch game to one hundred squares and draw in various obstacles along the way. This sparked attempts at seeing who could hop the sequence the very fastest - and quite a bit of competition.
[ ] Favorite New Movie - After countless months of searching through VHS tapes, going repeatedly to the cinema with the entire Dursley family, and even borrowing movies from the neighbors, Harry finally manages it and finds the movie that he's been waiting for - the perfect movie.
[ ] Enchanted Comic Book - Dudley received a particularly interesting comic book for his tenth birthday, which he allowed Harry to borrow. However, the comic book suddenly became problematic when the shock of a plot twist caused Harry to accidentally bring the supervillain to life... in the form of his figurine, that Dudley also had.
[ ] Angry Rottweiler - Harry and Dudley attempted to prank their neighbor by throwing toilet paper all over his house, but something must've gone wrong because out of nowhere came a terrifying dog that chased them away. Although it didn't bite either of them, Harry now has a few permanent claw marks on his ankle!
[ ] Awesome Vacation - As his company begins to rake in tens of thousands of dollars, Vernon, seeking to get more in touch with higher society life, takes the entire family out for a lavish vacation in London, including a trip to the shopping center, theater and cinema. However, something odd happens in the Natural History Museum...
[ ] For Every King, A Camlann - At one point during the summer, the Knights of the Cardboard Table assemble once again, but one of Dudley's buddies challenges him for the title of king, and a huge battle breaks out to decide who will be king...
[ ] Laundry Thieves - At some point, Harry gets falsely accused by Aunt Petunia of making the laundry disappear whenever she hangs it. A few days later, it turns out a bunch of the local boys was going around stealing people's laundry as a prank! Aunt Petunia apologized to Harry for her mistake and baked him a delicious apple pie.
[ ] Attempted Kidnapping! - A number of men in dark cloaks and skull masks sneak into the Dursley house at night and wake Harry up from sleep, ordering him to come with them. Before he can fully process what's going on, a number of men in dark blue robes appear and a fight breaks out! [Action Update]
[ ] Write-in - Make note: It is heavily preferable to select one of the misadventures listed above, but you may propose some of your own, subject to QM veto. The number of write-in adventures should not exceed the number of the options above.
Any other interactions you'd like to perform in the meantime? Select up to 3.
[ ] Aunt Petunia - Attempt to help Aunt Petunia in the kitchen. ++Petunia.
[ ] Uncle Vernon - Maybe go to 'bring your nephew to work' day? ++Vernon.
[ ] Dudley Dursley - Bond even further with your stout yet powerful cousin. ++++Dudley.
[ ] Mrs. Figgs (?) - Maybe get to know that old lady next to your house better? Go pester her. + (?) Figgs.
[ ] Local Rats - At last, attain the root of your destiny as the Rat Whisperer. ++Rats
[ ] Inner Voice - Attempt to befriend that imagined voice you sometimes delude yourself that you have. +++++???, ???