Ok so this is my official first fan faction!
It was a sunny July afternoon and the time was an estimate of about three o'clock. Privet Drive was all quite and empty except for number four. The so called Harry Potter was working on outside choirs while his 'beloved' aunt, uncle, and overweight, idiot of a cousin were out shopping for the day. Harry was getting the supplies to weed his aunts flower beds since he finished the mowing the lawn. He was trying to hurry up because his relatives were going to come home soon and if he didn't finish on time he would have to face his uncle's very unkind and unforgiving wrath.
After Harry made sure that all of the weeds were gone, he made his way to the back of the house and washed himself off of dirt and mud with the hose before his aunt and uncle go home. While waiting on the back stooped for them to let him in to make dinner, Harry went over the checklist in his brain on all the choirs that he completed today.
Sure enough his oaf of an uncle came bounding to the back door and yelled "Boy get your lazy, burden of an ass in here before I give you one of your little beatings."
Harry hurried and got up and said "Yes Uncle Veron, sir."
When Harry got into the house he was handed a package of raw meat by his aunt and some lettuce as well and she told him exactly what needed to be done. As Harry was cooking the meat his cousin Dudley came tumbling into the kitchen and pushed him out of the way making Harry knock down the meat he just finished cooking and that was sitting on a plate cooling off. "Mum," Dudley yelled as his aunt also came through the kitchen door.
"Mum look at what Potter did to the dinner meat you bought at the store today," Dudley whined.
Harry's Aunt Petunia turned to him and started a tirade, "You stupid freak look at what you have done to our dinner. You can't get anything right. I spent good money on that and you just go and mess it up with your stupid freakishness. Wait till Veron hears about this you'll get it now!"
Harry saw his uncle come out of the door arch with his face redder than a beat and if Harry looked close enough he could almost make out steam coming from his ears as he started to bark out questions and insults with a mixture of commands, "Are you as dumb as you look boy, do they not teach you anything at that weird ass school that you go to? How many times did we tell you not to mess up our dinner? Are you ever going to learn how to follow simple directions? I want you to go up to your room and wait till we get back home so I can think of a adequate punishment for you!"
Then Uncle Veron stepped away from Harry, so he wasn't towering over him anymore his uncle turned to his cousin in a less intimidating voice he said, "Come on Dudley we'll go out to dinner and if you are your usual charming-self we can get ice-cream as well and…" That was all Harry got to hear as he started to march up the stairs a bit frighten of what his uncle would do to him when he got home.
When he got up to his bedroom he sat on the bed still thinking about his uncle and than he started to think about Sirius and Remus and Volemort. After about five minutes of lying on his old worn out mattress Harry finally heard a door slam shut and silence overtook the once noise infested house. The only sound that Harry could make out was the sound of his completely empty stomach rumbling as if begging to be feed something, anything. With that in mind Harry drifted off into a very fitful nap.
The next thing Harry heard was a loud bang come from downstairs signaling that his relatives were home. He got up and sat properly on his bed knowingly waiting for his uncle to come in and carry out his promise he made earlier.
