Loving a disfigured mind

The Dursley's are a special family, they used to hate everything and anything that was consider special or weird and they still do. Only now they wouldn't dare to say that out loud. To the outside the family looks perfectly normal. their garden is well kept their house is tidy and their clothes are just right.

Vernon and Petunia live in little whining Surrey, Prived drive 4 with their nephew Harry. They once had a son of their own but the boy died before his seventh birthday. Now if you were to ask their neighbors about this they would tell you they are glad to be rid of the pig of a boy.

You see Dudley was a true bully even at such a young age. He would steal the toys of other children, punch them, scare them and mock them. But his favorite victim was his little nephew Harry, he would do anything to make the boys live miserable and Vernon and Petunia? They encouraged this behavior. Said it would make their boy an independent and powerful young man. and the little runt deserved the bulling, serves him right for being a freak.

Nobody exactly knows what happened to the Dursleys son, nobody but the Dursleys themselves and their nephew and everybody thought that the attitude change towards little harry was because they now saw him as their own son and respected and loved him. But nothing could be more wrong

"VERNON GET YOUR FAT ASS OVER HERE!' Harry yelled.

Vernon came thundering down the stairs and in to the Livingroom where his nephew was waiting for him. 'What do you want now?' He asked, to late realizing his disrespectful tone.

Not two seconds after he realized his mistake he slammed hard into the wall almost knocking him unconscious. 'Have you not learned to shut your bloody mouth you pig, I'm letting you have all this freedom, keeping your pitiful normal lives and this is what you do to show me your gratitude? I expect better of you'.

'Now I have something to discus with you and aunty dear,so be a good boy and get her for me'.

"Taking orders from a little shit, what's become of my life?" Vernon muttered under his breath. "AAAAAAARH!" Vernon fell to the ground withering in pain crying like a child and struggling to breath.

Petunia came bustling in to the Livingroom and fell to her knees next to her husband." Please stop this! Please you're killing him!" petunia cried looking up to her nephew who was looking unimpressed at the scene that was unfolding before him

"Oh, my dear aunty I'm sure I'm not killing him, I know what killing is like and this isn't it, this is called torture and my dear uncle here deserved it, disrespecting me not only once but twice? Tut tut tut, he should know better."

Harry released his uncle from his power. "Come family sit with me as I have exiting news to share "Harry stated. Vernon and petunia reluctantly sat opposite of the little boy in front of them, shaking of fear not knowing what the boy was going to do now.

"As you might be aware I possess magical powers". Harry said with a smirk "and luckily for me there is a school especially for people like me: people with powers and I just received my acceptance letter, isn't that exiting?" He asked with a beaming smile on his face, almost looking like a true innocent child.

"Oh, congratulations harry dear that's wonderful! We will go shopping for your school supplies immediately you can buy whatever you like, anything for you!" Petunia said with a hopeful smile on her face.

Petunia knew that there was a school for his kind, for the freaks, and was looking forward to the day Harry's letter would come. The only reason she was happy with this is because the school was a boarding school, meaning that she and her husband would finally be free once again, not having to fear for their lives the entire time.

Vernon who has no knowledge of this information was just petrified of fear, a school where the little monster could learn more of this freakiness, as if their lives weren't in enough danger now. "What seems to be the problem uncle dear?" Harry asked with a smirk on his face. Vernon, having learnt his lesson just congratulated the boy and said nothing else.

"There is one little problem though… the deputy headmistress would like to meet my family, you people, to hear what you think about me going to learn magic and to dig up some memories of my parents, her two favorite students."

Now after saying this both petunia and Vernon looked as if they just saw a ghost, muttering incomprehensively, Harry however looked like he was having the time of his life. "What I am asking myself is, why didn't you ever tell me my parents also had these powers? Is there anything else you didn't tell me, you can tell me I won't be mad"

"Harry dear you must understand, we didn't want to upset you with all that knowledge about your parent, thinking that it might hurt you knowing that you will never know them. We were only thinking about your feelings" Petunia said before she broke in uncontrollably sobbing.

"Ah aunty dear sure I understand, but I need you both to understand something to. I can't have the deputy headmistress thinking that I am a bad child, and if she were to meet you two and see your fear for me I'm sure that she would think so".

Not liking where this conversation was going Vernon jumped in, "that's no problem boy we can show her what a good boy you are, tell her about your good grades in school, your talents, praise you, put you in a good light with that woman".

Harry blinked a few times... "Oh, why didn't I think about that?" Vernon smiled hopefully. "Oh, well it's too late now", harry smirked.

"Too late? For what? Harry dear what do you mean, it's never too late we can fix it whatever it is!" Petunia started panicking.

"Sorry aunty you must understand that I must play it safe, well now I should finish this conversation soon because the deputy headmistress will be here any minute and I can't risk her seeing you two like this".

"No problem we will just hide, or leave the house!" Vernon exclaimed. "No No uncle I need you two for my plans" harry said happily

"What do you mean Harry, I thought we couldn't be seen? And what exactly do you mean with not risking her seeing us 'like this'?"

"Well the thing is I sent her a letter this morning telling her that I found you two in the living room and that I think you are dead, heart attack most likely and I, being an innocent little boy don't know who to call so she would come to my aid bringing the right people to dispose your bodies and she would then bring be to the school for the remaining time of the holydays. And of course, we would have to go to a bank so that I would get my inheritance, small as it may be."

Petunia wanted to react, try to convince him that this is a bad idee, but she found herself unable to breath and with an excruciating pain to the chest, as if somebody was squeezing her heart. She looked over to her husband and saw that he had the same problems.

Harry looked at his "loving" family, finding it sad to kill them, not because he loved them but because he now lost his two favorite toys, but toys are replaceable, he can't risk his secrets being known. Harry let his tears flow to make it look real and whispered to the dying couple "say hi to Dudders for me will you" at that moment petunia ended her fight to stay alive and Vernon quickly followed. Harry waved his hand over the two to lower their body temperature and to make it look like they have been dead for a few hours.

He went to the kitchen and sat down there, crying and sobbing to make sure the deputy headmistress wouldn't suspect a thing about his involvement in the death of his aunt and uncle. He didn't have to wait long because about ten minutes later there was a quite urgent knock on the door. Harry didn't even have to open it since those people let themselves in with just the flick of a wand.

"I have to learn how to do that" harry thought before looking at the elderly lady in front of him and resuming his crying.

"oh dear boy let's get you some place nice and calm for a warm cup of tea"