It was the second week of the summer holidays and harry was bored.
Even though the Dursleys were now too scared to punish him, for fear of Sirius, they had no problems with locking him in his room and hoping he'd disappear. On this day however they couldn't.
Petunia had found an ant infestation in the kitchen and so they were having the house fumigated just to make sure all ants died. Of course this meant everyone having to leave the house, including Harry.
The Dursleys had tried to persuade the fumigators to just lock him in his bedroom, but they had threatened t call the police if the boy wasn't taken. Harry of course would have preferred to be left in the room: at least that was Dumbledore might come and help him.
But no, he was taken and put in the back seat of the car next to Dudley.
The Dursleys drove for about twenty minutes, until they reached a small restaurant in the country.
"You boy will sit in there and pretend you don't exist. We don't want any of your funny business here" Harry was only too happy to oblige his uncle, and so sank lower into the seat and began to daydream about being back at Hogwarts with his friends.
It was because of that that he didn't see the familiar figure standing at the bend in the road, nor did he see the flash of light that indicated a spell had been fired. In fact he didn't notice anything as his world had gone black.
Dudley screamed and started trying to open his car door. Petunia turned around to see what the matter was, and then also burst out screaming. Vernon Dursley had no idea what had gotten the other two so worked up, and instantly began to blame the boy.
"What have you done freak?" He looked in his wing mirror, and froze.
In that moment of pure horror and disbelief no-one noticed the Tesco delivery truck that had just run a red light because the driver was on the phone. The lorry ran straight into the Dursleys.
As the bystanders recovered from the shock people started to run forwards. However in that time the fuel in the car has caught alight and the car exploded, sending debris twenty foot into the air.
Malfoy stood and watched all of this happen. He took out a small mirror and spoke into it. "Everything went as planned. We're coming back now," and with that he walked away, meeting a small group of clocked figures and the limp body of a boy.