The Sugar Quill
Author: Cendrillon (Professors' Bookshelf)  Story: Revelations: Chapter 6 Deleted Scene  Chapter: Default
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by Cendrillon

Disclaimer: The wonderful world of Harry Potter is entirely the property of the incredible J.K. Rowling, and I am, unfortunately, not her, nor am I benefitting from any monetary compensation for this story.

Author's Note:
IMPORTANT PLEASE READ - This is a deleted scene from "Revelations". Do NOT read this before reading that story through Chapter 6. This scene would have taken place in the time just after Harry reads the diary entry, but before the nightmare. And, as this is a deleted scene, the regular story will never make reference to the events in this passage or suggest that they ever took place.
Also, I should remind you that this story is set in the summer of 1996.

Chapter 6: Property of Lily Evans - Deleted Scene

Harry decided to give up on the diary for the time being and returned downstairs. He was about to return to the kitchen to make up for his missed breakfast when he was startled by a noise behind him. He whirled around and saw an old woman he'd never met before. He immediately reached for his wand.

"Wotcher, Harry!" the old woman said in a familiar voice before transforming into a young woman with spiky fuschia-colored hair.

"Tonks! Don't do that, you nearly scared the life out of me."

"Sorry, Harry. I was out on Order business. I ran into Ron, Ginny, and Hermione in Diagon Alley. They're planning on seeing a movie shortly and I volunteered to bring you back there if you're up to it."

Harry had never been to a movie with the Dursleys, so this piqued his interest somewhat. The only movies he had ever seen were on television and he was rarely ever allowed to watch even those.

"Diagon Alley has a movie theater?" Harry asked incredulously.

"Of course. And it's the best, Harry. You'll love it."

"Well, all right, I'll go."

"Great. They're going to meet us outside the theater. But first we'll have to hide that scar. I don't want anyone to recognize you in a public place like that when there aren't very many escape routes," Tonks said. She took out a small plastic tube and squirted out a spot of clear gel into her hands. She dabbed the gel onto Harry's forehead, much to his dismay. "You know, Remus really should have done this to you yesterday. But, of course, men would never think of using cosmetics."

"What good is it going to do anyway? This stuff is clear."

Tonks smiled at him in response. "Look in the mirror," she said.

Harry walked over to the mirror. The reflection was surreal, like a twin of himself but without the scar. He almost couldn't recognize himself, the scar had become so much a part of who he was. There was no evidence of makeup or anything of the sort. It looked like he had an absolutely smooth, perfect forehead, like there never was a scar.

"How?" Harry asked in bewilderment.

"Charisma's Charmed Concealer. A must for every teenage witch and wizard."

"So are we going by Portkey?"

"Nah, I don't know about you but those Portkeys make me sick, we'll take the Knight Bus. We have an hour till the movie starts."

* * * * *

An hour later, Harry and Tonks arrived in Diagon Alley. Surprisingly, the entrance to the theater was a simple door without a marquee or anything that would even call attention to it. Given that, Harry now understood why he had never noticed it before. Inside, however, was a very attractive lobby with a snack bar that looked like a small branch of Honeyduke's. Ron was naturally buying loads of chocolate frogs and cauldron cakes when Harry found him.

"Hey, Harry, glad you came. You're just in time, the movie is about to start," Ron said.

"So is this different from a Muggle movie theater?" Harry asked curiously as they met up with Hermione and Ginny.

"Oh yes," Hermione answered knowingly, "I've never been to a wizarding theater, of course, but they sound quite different. They play regular movies and they even show some movies before they're released in Muggle theaters. But I hear that movies in wizard theaters are much more realistic."

"That's one way to put it," Ron sniggered. Ginny giggled beside him.

"What aren't you telling me?" Harry demanded.

"Oh, you'll see, Harry. It's hard to explain," Ron answered evasively.

"Where's Lupin?" Harry asked.

"He said he had something to do for the Order."

The inside of the theater was not what Harry expected. Instead of a rectangular room with all of the seats facing a screen, the theater was round with seats rising in tiers around a central stage. They found four empty seats together and Tonks took a seat a few rows behind them. Hermione went in first and Harry was about to follow her, when Ron stopped him.

"Harry, wait. Would you mind if I sit next to Hermione?" Ron asked in a hushed voice. "I…er…forgot to ask her something."

"Sure," Harry said skeptically, raising his eyebrows. Harry followed Ron, and Ginny sat down to his left.

"So, what are we seeing?" Harry asked.

"I wanted to see Independence Day, that American movie where everything gets blown up by aliens," Ron said excitedly. "But Ginny and Hermione wanted to see Emma, some stupid romance," he said, rolling his eyes.

"It's not stupid, Ron, it's classic literature," Hermione argued.

"So we settled on The Craft," Ron continued. "It's about some American witches."

"Hmm, that could be interesting I s'pose," Harry said. "So where's the screen?"

"Screen?" Ginny asked, confused.

"You know… to watch the movie on."

"There is no screen with wizard movies, Harry," Hermione said.

"Then where do you watch the film?"

"On the stage, silly," Ginny answered, confusing Harry even more. "Wait a minute, Harry, what happened to your scar?" she asked, frowning.

"Oh, Tonks concealed it. She thought that would be safer."

"Bet you wish you had been able to hide that thing before," Ron noted.

"Why should he want to hide it?" Ginny asked. "It's distinctive…it's cool."

"Shhh, the movie's starting," Hermione whispered as the lights dimmed (which was very fortunate since Harry 's face had now turned as pink as Tonks's hair).

When Harry redirected his attention to the stage, he was astonished to see several people and a complete set. It was like seeing a play except much more realistic. The actors appeared to be standing there in person on the stage along with a real setting. It was like a hologram or a 3-D film except that the images were solid. The only hint that they weren't entirely real was a faint glow around the people and objects.

"Wow, this is incredible," Harry said in awe.

"It's just a movie, Harry, it's not like you've never been to one before," Ginny whispered.

"Actually, I haven't, the Dursleys never took me to one. And even if they had, I bet it wouldn't be anything like this."

* * * * *

"That was fun," Tonks said after the movie as she met up with them at the exit.. "But they made it look like all witches could be Metamorphmagi."

"Yeah, I wish I could change my face as easily as those witches changed theirs," Harry added.

"But they had it all wrong about the magic. I mean they didn't even have wands!" Ron said indignantly.

Hermione and Ginny were surprisingly quiet and had been ever since the end of the movie, but Harry knew why. Towards the end of the movie, there was a scene where the evil witch had magically produced snakes and insects that spread quickly in mass numbers. But when the imaginary snakes had started to slither into the audience, Ginny and Hermione had both freaked out.

Hermione had practically jumped into Ron's lap. She had appeared rather embarrassed by this, though Ron, much to Harry's amusement, had not seemed to mind. Ginny had seemed fairly calm until a cobra and a group of very large cockroaches passed the aisle next to her. She'd immediately tucked her feet beneath her on the chair and clutched Harry's arm to his surprise. Harry had laughed slightly and Ginny had looked up at him in horror as she understood what she'd done. Slowly, she had lowered her feet back to the floor and placed her hands back in her lap.

"You faced a basilisk and you're afraid of an illusionary cobra?" Harry had laughed.

"Stop laughing. It's not the cobra, it's the cockroaches," she whispered back. "I hate those things."

Ron had quietly laughed at Hermione too, but Harry had noticed that he'd been more than a bit squeamish when hordes of spiders started taking over the theater. Harry laughed at the memory of it.

"Well, you're in much better spirits now," Ginny said to him.

"Yeah, I guess I am," Harry replied. But not for long, he thought, suddenly disturbed upon remembering why he'd been unhappy before. When he went home that night, he knew he would have to face his problems and the never-ending nightmares. But he resolved for this short moment to forget all of that and enjoy his one and only 16th birthday in Diagon Alley with his best friends.


Author's Note: Just a little unofficial H/G and R/Hr scene for those who missed it in the official chapter. The movies mentioned all came out in the summer of 1996, the time this story is taking place.


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