A/N- I do not own any of the characters in this story. I will be partially following the storyline of 'Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire'. In following chapters this story will contain some homosexual themes so if that's not your style then I suggest you do not read this. Thank-you. I hope you enjoy.

I opened my eyes to see nothing at all. My room was in darkness and was quite cold. I reached over for my glasses, not that I would have been able to see much better. I sat up, shivered and threw on the first shirt and jeans I could find. The house was unusually silent. Normally you could hear the creaking of Dudley's bed and Uncle Vernon's snoring. But there was nothing.

I stepped over to my bedroom window and looked out to see Privet Drive in its usual manor. I didn't understand what could have woken me. There was no noise, light, anything out of the ordinary. I turned to look back at my room. Everything was how I had left it. I decided to get back into bed. That was when I heard the creaking floorboards of the stairs. I cautiously approached my bedroom door and tried opening it without making a sound. Luck was on my side that night. I peered out into the hallway, first looking down towards the other bedrooms and then to the staircase. There was no-one there.

I quietly tip-toed back over to my bed and found my wand. Who-ever or what ever was in my house I would not approach them unprotected. I walked out into the hallway and strained my ears to see if I could hear anything. No sound came at first but when I listened harder I heard rattling coming from the kitchen. I walked down the stairs and was glad that no sound came from them. When I reached the bottom I turned to look at the kitchen. The door was slightly ajar and a dim light was on. The sound of a chair scraping across tiles reached my ears. I wondered who in hell it could be.

I progressed on towards the kitchen and then hesitated. What was I to expect. It was when I heard the sound of a crashing plate that I burst into the room and held out my wand at arms length towards the person.

"Lumos" I shouted and Dudley's scared face appeared before me.

"What the fuck are you doing down here Dud? You scared the hell out of me!"

"I scared the hell out of you? Na ah, you scared the shit out of me Harry!"

"What are you doing down here Dudley? I thought someone was attacking the house!"

"Don't be so stupid! I was hungry and came down for a snack!"

"Fine, whatever."

I left Dudley to his pigging out session and went to sit on the living room sofa. Within the last few moments we had made a lot of noise and wondered why my aunt and uncle hadn't come downstairs telling us off.

"Oi! Dudley!"

"What Harry?" he replied back in a pissed off tone of voice.

"Where's your mum and dad?"

"They went out whilst you were sleeping, Marge has had an accident. She won't be coming here next week."

"Ha-ha, oh what a shame, oh well."

"Don't be so smug Harry."

"Why ever not?"

"Because we'll be going to hers."

Oh for fucks sake, this summer is going to be fun…