It was a normal afternoon at Number 4 Privet Drive. Vernon, Petunia, and
Dudley Dursley were out for dinner, so Harry decided to take this
opportunity to work on some of his only piece of summer homework left to
do. It was an essay (What Causes Good Curses to Go Bad?) for his Defense
Against the Dark Arts class, although at this moment he wasn't quite sure
who his teacher would be.
Just as he'd finished his essay, he heard the front door burst open. Uncle Vernon was shouting, Aunt Petunia was crying, and nothing was heard from Dudley. Everything suddenly went quiet. Harry strained to hear, and suddenly.there was a stomping of feet coming up the stairs. Harry had an instinct that he was about to be blamed for whatever happened. The door slammed open, and Uncle Vernon had that glint in his eye Harry clearly recognized as rage.
"What did you do, boy?" Vernon growled. "What are you talking about?" "You know good and well what I'm talking about. The m-m---" "Magic?" Harry said, knowing that he shouldn't have. "What have I told you about saying that word!!!" "Sorry Uncle Vernon. But what about it?" "Dudley! The poor lad! You bewitched him and caused him to turn his mother's hat into a bird! It flew all around the restaurant! We looked howling, barking mad! The whole lot of them stared at us. WHAT DID YOU DO?!" "How could I have done anything? I've been home all afternoon." "Do not expect me to explain the ways of your kind! Put him right at once!"
Harry really didn't understand what was going on. He certainly hadn't used any magic on Dudley. He had previous experience with using magic during the summer. In the end, he decided it was a no-win situation so he agreed to "put Dudley right." He went downstairs into the den. Dudley was sitting in a chair looking very quizzical somewhere within all his pudginess, his mother on the other side of the room looking quite frazzled.
"Alright Dudley. I'm going to put everything back to normal. Sit still, please. Harry began to wave his hands as he made up a silly incantation similar to "eye of Merlin, dark as night, put this boy's wrongs back to right" as Vernon and Petunia stared in horror/disbelief.
"There you have it! He's perfectly fine!" Harry exclaimed, trying to stifle his laughter. "Right then," said Vernon. "I suppose we could pretend this never happened.then again. Harry! Extra chores for you!" "Yes Uncle Vernon" Harry replied angrily. He truly wished he could go to Ron's house for the summer, but with the rebirth of Voldemort Harry couldn't risk it til later in the summer. He was only in his first week. It was sure to be a long summer.
About fifteen minutes after the episode with Dudley was over, there was a loud noise from the outside. Harry ran to his window to survey the situation. There was a vehicle similar to a Taxicab sitting in front of Number 4. Only.it was glowing very brightly and it wasn't sitting on the road. It was floating.
"Oh no. What have I done now?" thought Harry. He ran quickly back downstairs and flung open the door. A young man wearing a bright blue cloak was coming up the walkway.
"Might his be the home of Dudley Dursley?" he called. "Yes. Who are you and want do you want with him?" "I'm Sonny Simpson from the Special Retrieval Unit of the Ministry of Magic. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take Dudley with me."
Just as he'd finished his essay, he heard the front door burst open. Uncle Vernon was shouting, Aunt Petunia was crying, and nothing was heard from Dudley. Everything suddenly went quiet. Harry strained to hear, and suddenly.there was a stomping of feet coming up the stairs. Harry had an instinct that he was about to be blamed for whatever happened. The door slammed open, and Uncle Vernon had that glint in his eye Harry clearly recognized as rage.
"What did you do, boy?" Vernon growled. "What are you talking about?" "You know good and well what I'm talking about. The m-m---" "Magic?" Harry said, knowing that he shouldn't have. "What have I told you about saying that word!!!" "Sorry Uncle Vernon. But what about it?" "Dudley! The poor lad! You bewitched him and caused him to turn his mother's hat into a bird! It flew all around the restaurant! We looked howling, barking mad! The whole lot of them stared at us. WHAT DID YOU DO?!" "How could I have done anything? I've been home all afternoon." "Do not expect me to explain the ways of your kind! Put him right at once!"
Harry really didn't understand what was going on. He certainly hadn't used any magic on Dudley. He had previous experience with using magic during the summer. In the end, he decided it was a no-win situation so he agreed to "put Dudley right." He went downstairs into the den. Dudley was sitting in a chair looking very quizzical somewhere within all his pudginess, his mother on the other side of the room looking quite frazzled.
"Alright Dudley. I'm going to put everything back to normal. Sit still, please. Harry began to wave his hands as he made up a silly incantation similar to "eye of Merlin, dark as night, put this boy's wrongs back to right" as Vernon and Petunia stared in horror/disbelief.
"There you have it! He's perfectly fine!" Harry exclaimed, trying to stifle his laughter. "Right then," said Vernon. "I suppose we could pretend this never happened.then again. Harry! Extra chores for you!" "Yes Uncle Vernon" Harry replied angrily. He truly wished he could go to Ron's house for the summer, but with the rebirth of Voldemort Harry couldn't risk it til later in the summer. He was only in his first week. It was sure to be a long summer.
About fifteen minutes after the episode with Dudley was over, there was a loud noise from the outside. Harry ran to his window to survey the situation. There was a vehicle similar to a Taxicab sitting in front of Number 4. Only.it was glowing very brightly and it wasn't sitting on the road. It was floating.
"Oh no. What have I done now?" thought Harry. He ran quickly back downstairs and flung open the door. A young man wearing a bright blue cloak was coming up the walkway.
"Might his be the home of Dudley Dursley?" he called. "Yes. Who are you and want do you want with him?" "I'm Sonny Simpson from the Special Retrieval Unit of the Ministry of Magic. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take Dudley with me."