The boy glared at Petunia, arms crossed, about a head taller, he stared down at her. He had a tall nose, curly black hair that reached his shoulders and upturned cold grey eyes. Petunia stared back at him, she could now see the curiosity in the boy's eyes as he stared at the key on Petunia’s hands.
Petunia recognized the way he looked down at her, like she was something below him. She crossed her arms and glared back at him, annoyingly tapping his finger on his arm. With Petunia’s nose up in the air, she snidely asked back.
“What is it to you?”
The boy raised his eyebrow, he stared at Petunia up and down, uncrossed his arms and scoffed.
“This isn’t a place someone like you is ought to be. You should leave.”
Someone like me?
Petunia, whose fear was now diminished after the boy’s snide remarks, stepped closer to him.
“Someone like me!? What’s that supposed to mean?”
The boy looked unperturbed, a smirk started to appear on his face. Petunia thought it would've been nice to wipe that off his pretty little face.
“I meant a mud- Muggleborn. This is a place where dark wizards would gather.”
Petunia now looked taken aback. Dark wizards? Does he mean like criminals? She looked around once again. Noticing some of the signs in the shop labeling the items in this shop. ‘Do not touch. Have claimed multiple muggle lives.’
“Dark wizards? Like criminals.” asked Petunia, her former courage, gone at the thought of criminals freely roaming around this dark, closed, dingy place. She started to look around, taking in everything she could see.
The dark cabinet no longer shows any signs of light. The large, old door that looked like it would creak the moment it's moved. The walls are covered in paintings depicting someone getting tortured in different ways, burning, cutting limbs, being torn to pieces by being tied to four different horses.
“Criminals?” the questioning voice snapped Petunia back to where she was.
“Like bad people… who would abduct you and do bad things.” said Petunia, her voice becoming lower with each word.
The boy laughed quietly. “You have quite a way with words…”
Petunia noticed the sarcasm in his voice and she started to get annoyed even more when she’s already starting to panic. But before she could open her mouth to argue back at him, she noticed movements outside through the cracked window behind the boy.
Outside, she could see a familiar dark cloaked man heading their way, Petunia froze for a moment before she quickly stuffed her key to her pocket, opened the cabinet door, hopped inside and held her hand out to the boy.
“Quickly! Before they see us!”
“Why would I-” the boy’s unbothered expression made Petunia speak faster than usual.
“That man! He might be one of those dark wizards! Hurry up!”
The boy now looked amused, he pondered for a bit while staring at Petunia’s hand, smiled, then grabbed it and went inside the cramped space. The door slightly left ajar for the two to peek outside.
The dark cloaked man had entered the shop alongside a couple of other people, Petunia could hear her heart beating faster and faster as she gripped the hand she was holding. She could see the boy beside her open his mouth but she immediately covered it with her free hand. The boy didn’t protest, but continued to stare at her intently. Petunia had only glanced at his grey eyes before staring back at what was happening outside.
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Fanfic"All was well" with those words, the young blonde girl closed the book she had been reading the past few weeks, she sighed and stared at this large book that consisted of seven parts. She looked around, her room was the same as usual, with pink wall...
