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.
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
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
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
"Screen?" Ginny asked, confused.
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
"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
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,"
"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
"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
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.