Sneak Back Downstairs to the Floo

When he had finished slowly closing his door, Harry was able to dispel the silencing charm that he had cast on it earlier and put his wand up his holster before he made sure his Invisibility Cloak was in position.

Making his way towards the Floo, Harry crept slowly down the stairs. Once he made it to the bottom landing, he looked towards the kitchen and was able to see his mother opening the oven and lean down to put the tray on the bottom rack.

With her whole body bent over, and her red hair held up with a bun on top of her head, her skirt lifted up and Harry was able to glimpse another look underneath. At the top of her shapely legs, were her red panties riding up her firm looking ass and clinging tightly to her mound.

Looking away, Harry slowly shuffled out of the room. He had to be extra careful not to be spotted on his way back to the Floo, because if his mother thought he was sneaking out of the house, or had already left something upstairs it would be worse than if he was just sneaking in.

Thankfully, the Potter Invisibility Cloak, was enough with careful motions to sneak all the way to where he entered the house earlier. Once he checked to make sure he wasn't in his mother's line of sight and that there were no paintings that could see him, Harry swept off the cloak and stored it in his enchanted pocket.

Straightening up, Harry mumbled the incantation, "Oculus Mentis Imperium," and did the wand movements for the Hypnotic Gaze spell and felt the spell stick in his mind. Walking towards the kitchen, Harry shouted his greeting, "Mum! I'm home!"

He could hear her response, "I'm in the kitchen!" while walking in that direction. Once he was in the kitchen he looked towards his mother, but he wanted to be closer before the spell activated so he watched the bridge of her nose.

It was only when he was standing just out of arm's reach did he lock eyes with her, cutting off her question, "Harry how..."

Harry could tell the spell worked immediately, because not only did her arms lowered and rest passively against her sides, but her face grew emotionless and her eyes, which were normally green and vibrant, looked dull instead.

Thinking of the question he had wanted to know the answer to since it first passed through his mind, Harry prepared to ask his mother.