Susan's P.O.V.
I am frantic with worry! Harry has been missing for hours! Auntie Amelia and Harry's Gran are already here, yelling themselves hoarse at Professor McGonagall, mainly because our esteemed Headmaster has decided to fly on a broom to London!
"Sue, calm down, Harry wouldn't want you to worry yourself sick," Hannah said soothingly as I fought back a sob.
"You're right, Hannah... but I can't help it! That stuttering git, Quirrell has all but kidnapped Harry!" I said, breaking down in tears as Hannah stood up and hugged me.
"Let's go check..." Hannah started as Professor Dumbledore returned and made a bee-line for the forbidden corridor on the third floor.
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Harry The Hufflepuff
FanfictionHarry Potter, abused, afraid and alone ends up wondering around King's Cross Station, looking for Platform 9 3/4. Hagrid, no matter how nice the gentle giant is, forgot to tell him how to get on the Hogwarts Express, but over-hearing a rather large...
