Harry, Kat, and the Chambers of Secrets ➩ Book 2 [Harry Potter] | #Wattys2016

[CHAPTER 7] Diagonally

Harry

The Weasleys, Arlin, Kataleen, and I stood around the fireplace. Adele was practically bouncing excitedly as Mrs. Weasley grabbed a small pot full of floo powder. Adele was simply energetic that she made me laugh, and it was amusing she looked to be an almost exact replica of Ginny.

"Now, who wants to go—"

"ME ME ME ME MEE!" Adele yelled, raising her hand and jumping up and down like a bunny. We all laughed as Kataleen clapped a hand on Adele's back, making Adele smile at the older girl.

"Well, Adele, maybe let Harry go first," Mrs. Weasley said, and Adele pouted.

"But Harry hasn't traveled by floo powder before, Mum!" Ron argued, stuffing a chocolate in his mouth. One glare from Kataleen and he swallowed it, making me chuckle.

"Okay then, Addy," Mrs. Weasley smiled, letting Adele take a handful. "Show Harry how it's done. You do know how to use it?"

Adele nodded eagerly, hopping to the fireplace. "Diagon Alley!" she said clearly, letting go of the powder at the green flames enveloped the young girl.

Kataleen smirked at my wide eyes. "Impressed?"

I just nodded, as Mrs. Weasley pointed the pot at me. "Now don't be shy, dear. You grab a handful...Yes, yes, like that. Just say the name loud can clear, then let go. Okay?"

I nodded, stepping to the fireplace. Kataleen leaned against Arlin's frame, relaxing as if she was going to watch a film. She practically threw herself forward in shock when I said, "Diagonally."

"HARRY NO!" Kataleen spoke, landing on the floor with a thump. Ron helped her to her feet, both looking helplessly as the green flames disappeared. I said something wrong, didn't I?

Meanwhile, I dropped down a dirty chimney, coughing a bit. By the way everything was a tiny bit distorted I knew I broke my glasses. Again. Hermione's gonna kill me if she sees me. Especially in this state, wherein I was covered in soot. This is great. As I dusted my clothes in disgust, I looked around, and was sure I said it wrongly.

"Ron?" I said, looking around in fear. "Kat, Arlin? You there? Where am I?"

I looked around what seemed to be a shop for dark items. A jar of organs lay on one shelf, while other body parts stood on display on the other. I heard something boiling and bubbling to my right, yet I didn't want to know what it was, considering the entire place was so gloomy, dark, and dusty, I was sure that bloody liquid can't be any better.

I just looked around in fascination. If you were in some creepy-looking shack, you'd be more fascinated than scared, honest. Along one side of tables stood rows of various trinkets, each looked creepier than the previous. But it's intriguing, to say the least. In curiosity I held a skeletal hand, wondering if it was a human's or not.

"BLOODY HELL!" I exclaimed, heartbeat quickening as the bony hand clapped my hand down, pressing it hard to the surface of the table. What's wrong with this place?!

When I finally made it let go, rushing outside before some charmed body part can pounce on me or rip my throat off. I was quick to notice the alley was dark and crowded. Everything looked like it was some nightmare. I heard from Hagrid some place called Knockturn Alley, where he buys some items, fitting this description. If he was here I'd bear hug him.