Chapter 89: A change of attitude and the loss of an old friend

Chapter 89: A change of attitude and the loss of an old friend

Disclaimer:

Harry Potter and all of its characters belong to J.K Rowling.

I own nothing but the original characters I make.

"Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

-Author notes-

Chapter 89: A change of attitude and the loss of an old friend

"Mister Potter, please stay behind for a moment. " Professor McGonagall requested.

"Of course, Professor. " Harry answered politely.

"You didn't get in trouble, right?" Hermione stared at him.

"No, I don't think so." But he did have an idea of what she wanted to talk about.

Harry waited patiently until everyone exited the classroom and approached the Professor's desk.

McGonagall lifted her eyes from her papers and glanced at him.

"Olliver Wood came to me yesterday to hand me the list of applicants for the Quidditch team and I noticed your name among them. You were also one of the only two candidates for the position of seeker."

"That is correct, Professor." He could guess where she was going with this.

"I'm sure you are aware already, but your father was a superb player during his school years. One of the best chasers the Gryffindor team ever had." McGonagall explained.

"He did mention it once or twice."

The professor smiled.

"I bet he did...did James teach you how to fly properly?"

"He did." Harry nodded.

<><><><><><><>><><><><><>

On Saturday morning, Harry was going through the contents of his suitcase.

Daphne sent him a message yesterday to meet at their usual spot.

But he was having trouble finding his invisibility cloak.

"I'm sure I put it here..." He continued to move things around.

He immediately discarded the idea that the cloak had been stolen. This suitcase was well protected against thieves. There was zero chance that a Hogwarts student and especially one of his roommates could get inside.

It was at that moment that he noticed a black piece of fabric he had previously moved out of the way.

Harry picked it up and examined it up close until he found the sigil of the Peverel family at the neck area.

"What is this?..." He could not understand it.

He analyzed it further, looking for symbols and marks on the fabric. Harry was extremely familiar with this magical artifact.

After further inspection, he had no doubt...this was the invisibility cloak he always used. But it looked completely different now.

He remembers it looking normal when he packed his things, a few days before traveling to Hogwarts.

When it was not in use, the cloak had a brilliant bluish tone with bits of silver on it. It was hard to miss it.

But now, it was all pitch black. If it wasn't for the symbols on the fabric, he would never believe it was the same cloak.

He attempted to use it and threw the cloak over his head like always. His vision became completely occluded, he could not see a thing through the black fabric.

It was clear that the cloak was not working any longer.

He placed it on top of the bed and used his wand to perform a magical scan. This was used by the Aurors to detect and find potentially illegal magical artifacts, as these ones always let out a faint magical signature.

"Nothing..." That was the result. There was not a single trace of magic on this thing. It was just a simple black cloak.

"How did this happen?"

This magical artifact that has been around for many centuries and passed down several generations of his family...has just lost its magic with no warning or explanation.