* I do not own Harry Potter.

A Parselmouth Savior

Chapter 1: The Dursley's and Harry

In Little Whinging Surrey England on a street called Privet Drive in house number Four, there lived a very normal family. They had your typical family make-up; two loving parents and a single son, who was the apple of his parent's eye. They all lived like your ideal perfect family as well. Vernon Dursley was your normal everyday business man, providing money and a steady income for his family, his wife Petunia Dursley was a stay at home mom – as was proper - , his son was just like any other boy; lots of friends, rough housing around a bit, playing computer games, and attending school. Yes in their minds the Dursley's were positively normal and perfectly ordinary, plus you couldn't find a better family anywhere.

But that was in their mind. Others were not so kind in their opinions of the Dursleys. Mister Dursley was a business man, he worked for Grunnings, but he was not your ideal business man. Of course he was if your ideal business man was a man who was tall, hulking, beefy, with a full mustache, and a purplish face from yelling all the time and looking to be on the verge of a heart attack at any given moment; then of course he was the perfect business man. The neighbors really couldn't fault Vernon Dursley as a business man, he was after all always at the top in sales and if rumors were correct just a promotion away from being a manager for the Grunnings company in Little Whinging. Petunia Dursley was the envy of many other house wives if you can believe it. Her garden was always so beautiful, not a weed in sight, her lawn a perfect shade of green, and cut just the right length, her hedges trimmed exactly bow shaped...yes she was envied for those things, but nothing else. She was a twig of a woman, with a long neck and a horsey face, the other neighbors wouldn't have cared about this too much except Petunia Dursley was a gossip of the worst kind. Their son was...well there really was nothing too nice to say about him at all. A pig in a wig was most likely the nicest opinion there was of young Dudley Dursley. We will just have to leave it at that.

There was another person who was part of the Dursley household. It was their nephew Harry James Potter. That poor poor buy. Everyone felt sorry for him. The Dursley's were really saints after all, not many people would go through the trouble of raising such a kid. Yes they all agreed the boy was trouble. The Dursley's had been questioned about the boy and it usually went like this:

N: Why don't you have pictures of young Harry?

D: Well we did try to take a picture of him, but the flash must remind him of the car crash his parents died in. We can't understand of course how he could remember it, being as he was so young...but that must be it. The doctor we spoke to says that must be it. Anytime we try to take a picture he either curls up in a ball crying, or tries to destroy things.

N: Oh! That's too bad. But why does he wear his cousin Dudley's clothes?

D: We used to buy him new clothes, but again it seems to be a comfort and safety thing according to the doc. Dudley make's his cousin feel safe so he tries to keep Dudders near him always by wearing his clothes. We really don't know what to do.

N: Tsk tsk poor thing. Why does the boy never talk though?

D: We don't know. The car crash...prehaps he'll talk later.

N: Of course how thoughtless of me. Well do your best Mister/Missus Dursley. A boy like that...you'll need it.

D: Thank-you for your support. Have a good day.

As you could see they were very good at what they said. Now for what was actually true. There were no pictures of Harry because only Dudley mattered to Petunia and Vernon Dursley. He wears Dudley's clothes because to them he was a freak and didn't deserve new ones, plus Vernon worked hard for his money and therefore it should only be spent on his family, not some freak. As for the last, the boy sounds like a snake when he talks and if he can't speak English like a normal person, then he wasn't allowed to speak at all.

Of course to keep up appearances of being a nice normal and caring family, Vernon bought Harry chalk and a medium chalk board, so he could answer or ask questions for the teachers at school who don't know sign language. Yes Vernon Dursley allowed Harry to learn Sign language. After all he didn't want to hear that freakish hissing sound and it made him look like a saint by doing so.