Ricochet

Prologue: Vernon's Mistake

It was nighttime and everything was silent on Privet Drive. Except in the cupboard under the stairs in house number four. Harry Potter lay in bed and didn't make a sound when the door opened.

"Harry?" The sound of his uncle's voice sent shivers down Harry's spine.

"Get out, Vernon. Stay the hell away from me." Harry spoke, his voice having a confidence that he honestly didn't feel.

"Don't be like that, my pretty. I haven't fucked you, yet. You are really cute, and I wasn't going to until your birthday, but you saw me with Dudley, and now I just cant wait." Vernon's teeth shone in the moonlight

"Stay back, or I'll hex you. Don't think I won't. I'm not afraid of you." Harry felt his wand next to him. He grabbed it and held it, knowing exactly what spell he would use.

"Oh, use magic? You can't do that until your seventeen. That's two years from next Friday. And I don't think that you would want to get kicked out of your school. Now don't act scared- I know you're gay. And all gay boys want to get fucked in their sweet bottomholes--"

"CRUCIO" Harry bellowed. His uncle writhed on the floor, obviously in pain. Harry yelled it over and over, until he knew his uncle was dead. He stepped back from his uncle, and had not ounce of remorse. Vernon deserved it. He felt the Ministry coming. He had to escape- they would never understand.

"Accio Firebolt." Harry said. His broomstick came to him. He looked over his stuff, and did two things. The first was grab his invisibility cloak. The second was release Hedwig.

"Go girl, be good. I love you. Harry ran out the door of number four Privet Drive, threw on his invisibility cloak, and flew into the air.

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By the time the Ministry got there, Harry was long gone and Vernon was bled out. Whatever he had done to Harry must have been bad, because he went through a lot of pain.

"Our prime objective is find Harry Potter. Find him! And whatever you do, DON'T track his wand! He'll know and we don't want to end up like this poor fellow. GO!" Fudge bellowed to his best Aurors: Tonks, Moody, and Kingsley.

"Harry Potter, we will find you. You will not escape." Fudge whispered as his best agents went out the door.