Return of the shadow and chaos of the Ford

The day started like any other for Raja, but little did he know, it was about to turn into one of the most ridiculous and action-packed adventures of his life. He had just received a letter from Ron, a quick scribble on parchment, telling him to meet Harry and the Weasley crew at Diagon Alley for their annual shopping spree.

"It's going to be an adventure," Raja muttered to himself, grinning like a maniac. He had no idea just how true that would be.

Mrs. Weasley handed Harry a flowerpot with Floo Powder, her tone serious yet somehow carrying the warmth of a maternal figure.

"'Diagon Alley," Ron muttered under his breath, tossing his own powder and disappearing into the green flames like a pro.

"Now, dear, you just throw the powder in and say 'Diagon Alley.' Got it?"

Harry, in a fit of determined bravery, took his turn. He chucked the Floo powder in and confidently shouted, "Diagonally!"

The world around him spun into a frenzy of green, the walls of the fireplace twisting in all directions. Instead of landing in Diagon Alley, Harry found himself tumbling into a dark and musty shop. He blinked in confusion, adjusting his glasses.

Harry landed with a thud, and as he stood up, his glasses immediately shattered on his face. Fantastic, he thought, just what I needed.

He was standing in a dimly lit store filled with sinister-looking objects. There was a suit of armor in one corner, an oddly shaped jar that seemed to breathe, and a creepy disembodied hand that immediately reached out and grabbed Harry's wrist. His scream echoed in the empty shop as he wrenched his arm free, nearly tripping over a shelf of dark magical objects.

"This can't be right," Harry mumbled to himself. Just as he was about to run out, the door jingled open, and in walked the Malfoys.

Lucius Malfoy, in his usual flamboyant attire, looked around the shop, inspecting items as though he were at a high-end boutique. Draco followed closely behind, sneering at everything and everyone.

"Father," Draco said, pointing at the hand that Harry had nearly been grabbed by. "That's a weird one."

Lucius turned sharply and caught sight of Harry hiding behind a large cabinet. His cold gaze pinned Harry, but he didn't seem to care much. Instead, he turned to Mr. Borgin, the store owner, discussing a series of very illegal items that would surely get him in trouble with the Ministry of Magic.

As Draco began to walk toward Harry's hiding place, the tension rose. But just then, Lucius distracted him, waving a hand and speaking in that smooth, authoritative voice of his.

"This item," Lucius said, showing off a bottle of poison, "would be perfect for certain... situations."

Harry, ever the trouble magnet, used the moment of distraction to make a quick exit. He bolted out the door, but not before Mr. Borgin caught his sleeve.

"Don't you think about running off, boy," Borgin sneered, before letting him go with a grunt.

Harry stumbled out into the dark, winding streets of Knockturn Alley, his heart racing. It felt like every shady character in the wizarding world was watching him. From a man selling vials of who-knows-what to a witch with a suspicious-looking necklace, it was enough to make anyone feel uneasy.

And then, like a hero out of nowhere, Hagrid appeared.

"Harry!" Hagrid bellowed, stepping into the alley, his massive frame causing nearby rats to scurry. "What in Merlin's name are you doing here?"

"Just, er, got lost," Harry stammered.

Hagrid scowled. "Don't go wanderin' into places like this. What if something happened to ya? I was just lookin' for some Flesh-Eating Slug Repellent for the cabbages at Hogwarts."

As Raja finally arrived at Diagon Alley, he made a beeline for the bank. He deposited a hefty sum of gold into his vault and withdrew some for supplies. Afterward, he strutted over to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.

"Ah, Raja!" Madam Malkin greeted him warmly. "I've got some new designs for the upcoming school year. Have you seen the muggle fashion trends lately? Quite the revolution."

Raja nodded enthusiastically, admiring the new robes on display. They discussed the latest muggle trends, and he gave suggestions on fabric designs for the robes. A new school year meant a new look, after all.

Meanwhile, Hagrid had joined Harry in Diagon Alley, and the two met up with Hermione, who fixed Harry's broken glasses with a quick flick of her wand.

"Oculus Reparo!" Hermione chimed, and with a flash of light, Harry's glasses were as good as new.

The trio entered Flourish and Blotts, where the Weasleys were already in line. Mrs. Weasley sighed in relief when she saw Harry, almost scolding him for getting lost.

"I thought you'd gone too far with that Floo powder," Mrs. Weasley said, dusting him off.

Just then, the flamboyant Gilderoy Lockhart entered, his overly dramatic presence causing a stir in the store. The crowd went wild, and a photographer grabbed Harry by the arm.

"Harry Potter!" the photographer yelled, pushing Harry into a shot with Lockhart.

Lockhart flashed a dazzling smile. "Ah, what a perfect moment! Harry Potter and Gilderoy Lockhart—together on the front page of The Daily Prophet!"

Lockhart presented Harry with a stack of his books, offering them for free with all the grace of a peacock. Meanwhile, Ron looked bewildered, Hermione was cheering, and Mrs. Weasley hurried to collect the books for autographs.

As the chaos died down, Draco Malfoy sneered at Harry. "Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" he taunted.

Ginny stepped forward, defending Harry. "Leave him alone, Draco."

But Draco wasn't done. "Oh, you've got yourself a girlfriend now, Potter," he sneered.

Raja, always one to make an entrance, sidled up to Draco and whispered, "Didn't know you were so fond of Potter, Draco. Should I tell your parents?"

Draco yelped and jumped back. "What?!"

Lucius Malfoy appeared beside Draco, his sharp eyes scanning the room. he said coldly, extending a hand. "I've heard so much about you. And this... Slytherin Shadow," he said, turning to Raja. "Quite the... menace you are."

Raja chuckled, his eyes glinting. "Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Malfoy. I'll take it as a badge of honor."

Lucius sneered. "A Muggle-born in the Slytherin... disgraceful." He glanced at Raja with disdain.

 Raja smiled, unfazed. "Well, MR. Lucius, thank you for the praise," he said, causing Lucius to pause in surprise.

Lucius Malfoy left, muttering insults about the Weasley family's status, while Draco followed closely behind. Before Draco could mock Harry again, he froze mid-sentence when he saw Raja's devilish grin. With a squeak, Draco turned and bolted from the shop.

Hagrid clapped Harry on the back, and they chatted for a moment before Hagrid left, leaving Harry and Hermione to continue shopping.

The Weasley family rushed toward the train, with Fred, George, and Percy leading the charge. Ginny and her parents followed shortly after. Harry, Ron, and Raja, however, found themselves crashing straight into the solid wall at Platform 9¾.

"Oy, what do you two think you're doing?" a station agent called out as they picked themselves up from the floor.

"We missed the train!" Harry groaned. "Now what?"

Ron's face lit up. "The car!" he exclaimed. "We can use the flying car."

Raja grinned widely. "I'm proud of you, Ron."

The Ford Anglia soared above the station, drawing the curious eyes of Muggles. Ron swerved the car dangerously, narrowly avoiding the clock tower. The car dipped and soared, and Raja cheered from the backseat.

"This is amazing!" Raja shouted, gripping the seat.

The car suddenly turned visible again as the Invisibility Booster malfunctioned. "Not good!" Ron shouted, but Raja just laughed.

As the Hogwarts Express neared, the trio realized they were dangerously close to crashing. A train whistle blared, and before they knew it, Harry was flung out of the car, only to be caught by Raja's steady hand.

"You're welcome," Raja chuckled as Harry scrambled back into the car.

The car flew alongside the Hogwarts Express, and Harry, Ron, and Raja felt the thrill of adventure as they finally approached Hogwarts. "Welcome home," Ron grinned.

The car jerked and dipped, turbulence making everyone panic. They are crashing toward the Whomping Willow, and Ron attempted a spell to stop the car, but his wand snapped in half.

Raja, with an evil smile, waved his wand, freezing the car in midair. The car hovered, inches from disaster.

As the Whomping Willow came to life, try to attack the car. Raja, grinning, dropped the car safely near the tree, causing Ron to quickly drive away, narrowly escaping further damage.

The car ejected them and their luggage, and Ron desperately checked on Scabbers. The car, having had enough, sped off into the forest.

"Dad's gonna kill me," Ron muttered.

Raja leaned back, his evil smile wider than ever. "That, my friend, was the best entrance any hero could ask for."