Harry Potter and The Fourteenth Victim
Chapter 1 : The Commotion In Privet Drive
" Harry ! Wake up right down !" , Aunt Petunia yelled from the other side of the door , as she knocked and banged on the door furiously before stomping away . The banging was later followed by another noise : The hooting and the fluttering of wings in fright .
Harry silently groaned as he kicked away the old blanket , while reaching for his spectacles . The first thing which met his gaze was Hedwig's questioning features . It then hit Harry that Hedwig was too awakened by the banging of door moments ago . Smiling sheepishly , he stroked Hedwig gently . " Gotta learn how to tolerate the morning call ," he explained , but yet , Hedwig gave him a dirty look before it moved away . Sighing helplessly , Harry trudged himself out of the bed . The surrounding was still dark as he attempted to wear his clothes in the tiny space . " Weird , why did Aunt Petunia wake me up so early today ?" , Harry wondered as he peeked out the small space on the door , before stooping his tall frame down to go outside .
Throughout the years , Harry had grown from a scrawny , thin and dorky boy into a tall , handsome and well-built young man . Quidditch practice in Hogwarts had really started to rub on him , as all the practice had made him fitter than five years ago , when he first enter Hogwarts . Since his fifth -year , many girls from the different houses had already seemed to notice his drastic change in appearance . Many even had tried to date him , but to no avail ,though he did notice the change in their attitude , as Harry tend to focus more on his Quidditch career as the Gryffindor's Quidditch captain and his academic results , than all the attractive girls hovering around him . Good looks did not really benefit Harry in the Dursley household , as Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had now started to pick on Harry more , since that Harry had beaten Dudley , their " adorable" son , in the "looks" factor .
" Harry , get out of the house today ," hissed Uncle Vernon urgently , meeting Harry's puzzled face, as he threw all the textbooks and Quidditch equipments before Harry's feet , " A cousin of Petunia is bringing her daughter here for tea this afternoon . With you here ....." , Uncle Vernon trailed off , eyeing Harry disdainfully , not bothering to finish his sentence .
" So , he was scared that the girl would like me more than Dudley ," Harry realised , trying to look innocent ,as he tried to stifle a giggle.He recalled that Hermoine had came to visit Harry during their holidays in their fifth year and Dudley had fell in love with her , due to "the racing hormones of a fifteen-year-old" , according to an amused Hermoine . So , Hermoine rejected Dudley when he had tried to present a bouquet of roses ,by saying that she liked Harry . The incident had totally caused Dudley to be heartbroken and he had decided to get even with Harry ever since . Harry was more than happy to be outside the Dursleys . It had never been his real home anyway .
" Of course , Uncle Vernon ," Harry replied , thanking his lucky stars , as he nodded , " I understand" .
" Very well ," Uncle Vernon replied stiffly , before giving Harry another weary look and placing an old and out-of-shape suitcase at the floor . Suddenly , a loud shout filled the house .
" Go away , woman ," Dudley yelled , as he bounced off the stairs , fat drooping from his rounded stomach under his over-size t-shirt . Harry could have swore that some dust have been floating down that very instant . Dudley was , basically , enormous ; But now , he looked more like an elephant than a pig . Aunt Petunia was chasing him down the stairs , still thin and bony , like an Africa Hannibal , hunting for food for the whole tribe . The whole picture amused Harry so much that he felt like laughing out loud .
" Dudley , honey , please . You've got to wear this ," Aunt Petunia explained , waving the polka-dot neck bow in the air , " You'll look better in this ."
" NO, NO , NO !!!!!!" , hollered Dudley as he tried his best to run away . Harry snickered . A tortoise would have crawled faster than Dudley running . One good thing is that : At least Dudley knew that a bow on him would look bad ; He'll look like a roast pig on the golden palate , like the ones in Uncle Vernon's fancy parties . But he shut up at once when he felt that Uncle Venon was already eyeing at him dangerously .
Trying to ignore the commotion , Harry went to the place where Uncle Vernon threw his stuff . He picked up the items carefully ,stuffing them into the old suitcase , hoping that Uncle Vernon did not break anything while throwing them down and that the handles of the suitcase would not give way before Harry left for the wizardry world . Then , dragging the suitcase , he silently headed towards the door , single-handed , with one hand carrying Hedwig .
The air outside was fresh and sweet , unlike the ones in the cupboard . Harry closed his eyes and took a great whiff . It was good to be outside . But the problem of not having any place for staying over the holidays bugged him to no end .
" Ron , you've got to help me ," Harry silently crossed his fingers as he stepped behind a huge oak tree to hide himself in order to apparate to the magical world to go to Ron's House . But suddenly , a strong power overcame and blocked Harry from going any furthur . Instead he fell back to the ground with a loud " THUD" .
Chapter 1 : The Commotion In Privet Drive
" Harry ! Wake up right down !" , Aunt Petunia yelled from the other side of the door , as she knocked and banged on the door furiously before stomping away . The banging was later followed by another noise : The hooting and the fluttering of wings in fright .
Harry silently groaned as he kicked away the old blanket , while reaching for his spectacles . The first thing which met his gaze was Hedwig's questioning features . It then hit Harry that Hedwig was too awakened by the banging of door moments ago . Smiling sheepishly , he stroked Hedwig gently . " Gotta learn how to tolerate the morning call ," he explained , but yet , Hedwig gave him a dirty look before it moved away . Sighing helplessly , Harry trudged himself out of the bed . The surrounding was still dark as he attempted to wear his clothes in the tiny space . " Weird , why did Aunt Petunia wake me up so early today ?" , Harry wondered as he peeked out the small space on the door , before stooping his tall frame down to go outside .
Throughout the years , Harry had grown from a scrawny , thin and dorky boy into a tall , handsome and well-built young man . Quidditch practice in Hogwarts had really started to rub on him , as all the practice had made him fitter than five years ago , when he first enter Hogwarts . Since his fifth -year , many girls from the different houses had already seemed to notice his drastic change in appearance . Many even had tried to date him , but to no avail ,though he did notice the change in their attitude , as Harry tend to focus more on his Quidditch career as the Gryffindor's Quidditch captain and his academic results , than all the attractive girls hovering around him . Good looks did not really benefit Harry in the Dursley household , as Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had now started to pick on Harry more , since that Harry had beaten Dudley , their " adorable" son , in the "looks" factor .
" Harry , get out of the house today ," hissed Uncle Vernon urgently , meeting Harry's puzzled face, as he threw all the textbooks and Quidditch equipments before Harry's feet , " A cousin of Petunia is bringing her daughter here for tea this afternoon . With you here ....." , Uncle Vernon trailed off , eyeing Harry disdainfully , not bothering to finish his sentence .
" So , he was scared that the girl would like me more than Dudley ," Harry realised , trying to look innocent ,as he tried to stifle a giggle.He recalled that Hermoine had came to visit Harry during their holidays in their fifth year and Dudley had fell in love with her , due to "the racing hormones of a fifteen-year-old" , according to an amused Hermoine . So , Hermoine rejected Dudley when he had tried to present a bouquet of roses ,by saying that she liked Harry . The incident had totally caused Dudley to be heartbroken and he had decided to get even with Harry ever since . Harry was more than happy to be outside the Dursleys . It had never been his real home anyway .
" Of course , Uncle Vernon ," Harry replied , thanking his lucky stars , as he nodded , " I understand" .
" Very well ," Uncle Vernon replied stiffly , before giving Harry another weary look and placing an old and out-of-shape suitcase at the floor . Suddenly , a loud shout filled the house .
" Go away , woman ," Dudley yelled , as he bounced off the stairs , fat drooping from his rounded stomach under his over-size t-shirt . Harry could have swore that some dust have been floating down that very instant . Dudley was , basically , enormous ; But now , he looked more like an elephant than a pig . Aunt Petunia was chasing him down the stairs , still thin and bony , like an Africa Hannibal , hunting for food for the whole tribe . The whole picture amused Harry so much that he felt like laughing out loud .
" Dudley , honey , please . You've got to wear this ," Aunt Petunia explained , waving the polka-dot neck bow in the air , " You'll look better in this ."
" NO, NO , NO !!!!!!" , hollered Dudley as he tried his best to run away . Harry snickered . A tortoise would have crawled faster than Dudley running . One good thing is that : At least Dudley knew that a bow on him would look bad ; He'll look like a roast pig on the golden palate , like the ones in Uncle Vernon's fancy parties . But he shut up at once when he felt that Uncle Venon was already eyeing at him dangerously .
Trying to ignore the commotion , Harry went to the place where Uncle Vernon threw his stuff . He picked up the items carefully ,stuffing them into the old suitcase , hoping that Uncle Vernon did not break anything while throwing them down and that the handles of the suitcase would not give way before Harry left for the wizardry world . Then , dragging the suitcase , he silently headed towards the door , single-handed , with one hand carrying Hedwig .
The air outside was fresh and sweet , unlike the ones in the cupboard . Harry closed his eyes and took a great whiff . It was good to be outside . But the problem of not having any place for staying over the holidays bugged him to no end .
" Ron , you've got to help me ," Harry silently crossed his fingers as he stepped behind a huge oak tree to hide himself in order to apparate to the magical world to go to Ron's House . But suddenly , a strong power overcame and blocked Harry from going any furthur . Instead he fell back to the ground with a loud " THUD" .