Harry got up looking around and saw a torn cape or was it a cloak? He couldn't make out many things in the dark but he sure could make out that the piece of cloth had very negative vibes coming from it. Harry thought for a bit but wore it anyway. He immediately regret it as he felt cold, no cold was the wrong word to describe it. Bitter was the right word to describe it. As he could feel his bones chilling but after gathering some Gryffindor courage he took the cloth off. Immediately a group of Dementors started heading in his direction, He thought it was the end and they would suck his soul out, but no, Instead one of them opened his cell and led him out of that wretched place he quickly tried to go out and run when one Dementor put that cloak back on him, but this time, he felt something different. He felt PAIN. He felt immense amount Pain caused by the cloak. It did not took him to realize that it was not ordinary cloak. It was a Dementor's cloak.
A/N:- HEY GUYS SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING AND SHORT CHAPTER I HAD MY EXAMS COMING UP (THOUGH THEY ARE NOT OVER YET) I WILL BE UPLOADING OTHER STORY SOON AFTER 15TH OF MARCH I GUESS AND I AM GOING TO MY MATERNAL UNCLE'S HOME SO MIGHT NOT UPLOAD BUT I SWEAR I WILL START AFTER 5TH APRIL (IF ONLINE CLASSES STILL CONTINUE IN MY COUNTRY THAT IS) TILL THEN
~Sayanora
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