The Truth Behind Harry Potter
Chapter 1
When somebody's got a problem we tend to say 'it's all in your head," honestly though, isn't that a pretty obvious statement? What isn't in your head? Although for some this holds much more truth then for others...
Sweet couldn't take it anymore, as much as she is patient she couldn't take another moment of this.
"Hun, let's call the social worker," she said to Mr. Dursley.
"You what will happen if we do that right? They're gonna take him away,is that what you want?"
"Your not the one dealing with him all day! I'm the one who has to handle he's wild imagination and his constant racket. You know this isn't want I ideally want. I'd love to take care of my sisters' son but that's not so easy to do when he's..."
"Don't say the word" snapped .
"Fine..when he has 'issues', listen it's been 11 years, I love him to death but I don't have enough knowledge about his..."issues", I don't know what he's needs are, I don't know how I can help him anymore than I have, over there they'll know what to do for him."
"It's difficult, I know but you know we can't even visit him there, "whispered .
"I know," she answered in a whisper" but at least they'll know what to do.
Harry was in his cupboard under the staircase as usual, he insisted on squishing himself in small corners even if they were dark and full of spider webs and probably other creepy crawlers.