Harry Potter and the Pyramids of Furmat
chapter one:- the three letters
I am using this name because i thought it would be an interesting title for a future book because i got it from a harry potter website so i decided to go with it, and i have plenty of ideas too. Enjoy!
The stillness of the air was frightful and the trees in Privet Drive didn't move an inch, their shadows casting a gloomy darkness over the houses. If that was scary, it was nothing compared to Uncle Vernon when he was angry.
As soon as he got home from collecting Harry Potter from Kings Cross Station, he grabbed Harry by the scruff of the neck and shoved him into the living room.
"HOW DARE YOU" Uncle Vernon thundered, spraying Harry in Spit and Drool.
"How dare I what?", asked Harry, thoroughly confused.
"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN BOY, TELL ME WHY YOU TOLD THOSE......THOSE......WEIRDOS THAT YOU WERE BEING MISTREATED?".
Harry was absolutely stumped now. Then he remembered something that Moody said only an hour before. That if he heared that Harry was being mistreated, Uncle Vernon would have Moody to answer to.
Uncle Vernon, seeing the look on Harry's face said,"Well, well, he does know what I am talking about. "So tell me Boy, what was your reason for trying to ruin my family, anymore than it is by you being in my house. " Remember it was YOU who ruined the biggest deal of my career with Mr Mason by dropping a pudding on his wife's head!" Whenever Uncle Vernon was really angry with Harry, he'd try and make Harry feel as miserable as possible by bringing up that incident. When Harry was in his second year, the house elf Dobby came to warn Harry not to come back to Hogwarts, in fear of Harry's life. When Harry refused to stay at Privet Drive, Dobby dropped a cream and sugared violets pudding on Mrs Mason's head. After that Harry had been blamed for the incident, by both the Dursleys, and the Ministry of Magic. Harry thought that if the Ministry of Magic wouldn't believe him, Uncle Vernon most certainly wouldn't. So Harry got used to the awful things Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley said to him about the "pudding incident".
But Harry was used to it. He was made fun of even before he knew he was a wizard, and the teasing didn't stop even after he started at Hogwarts. Dudley made it his sworn duty to make fun of Harry at every possible opportunity. At the breakfast table, at the Supermarket, in the car on the way to Uncle Vernon's meeting in London. Finally Harry lapsed out of his state of daydreaming to answer Uncle Vernon's question.
"I didn't say anything. "They just said it because you are a Mug-" Harry almost said Muggle and he didn't think Uncle Vernon's temper should be made worse. so he said "Because you are a normal person"
"Too right I am", said Uncle Vernon harshly. "You people and your magic."I'd like to know who started all your lot". Harry didn't know ,but if he did, he wouldn't have told him anyway.
"Is everything all right now, the shouting stopped so I thought that it was alright to come in?"
"Yes, yes come in Petunia", said Uncle Vernon, as Aunt Petunia entered the living room warly, Dudley hiding unconvincingly behind her.
chapter one:- the three letters
I am using this name because i thought it would be an interesting title for a future book because i got it from a harry potter website so i decided to go with it, and i have plenty of ideas too. Enjoy!
The stillness of the air was frightful and the trees in Privet Drive didn't move an inch, their shadows casting a gloomy darkness over the houses. If that was scary, it was nothing compared to Uncle Vernon when he was angry.
As soon as he got home from collecting Harry Potter from Kings Cross Station, he grabbed Harry by the scruff of the neck and shoved him into the living room.
"HOW DARE YOU" Uncle Vernon thundered, spraying Harry in Spit and Drool.
"How dare I what?", asked Harry, thoroughly confused.
"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN BOY, TELL ME WHY YOU TOLD THOSE......THOSE......WEIRDOS THAT YOU WERE BEING MISTREATED?".
Harry was absolutely stumped now. Then he remembered something that Moody said only an hour before. That if he heared that Harry was being mistreated, Uncle Vernon would have Moody to answer to.
Uncle Vernon, seeing the look on Harry's face said,"Well, well, he does know what I am talking about. "So tell me Boy, what was your reason for trying to ruin my family, anymore than it is by you being in my house. " Remember it was YOU who ruined the biggest deal of my career with Mr Mason by dropping a pudding on his wife's head!" Whenever Uncle Vernon was really angry with Harry, he'd try and make Harry feel as miserable as possible by bringing up that incident. When Harry was in his second year, the house elf Dobby came to warn Harry not to come back to Hogwarts, in fear of Harry's life. When Harry refused to stay at Privet Drive, Dobby dropped a cream and sugared violets pudding on Mrs Mason's head. After that Harry had been blamed for the incident, by both the Dursleys, and the Ministry of Magic. Harry thought that if the Ministry of Magic wouldn't believe him, Uncle Vernon most certainly wouldn't. So Harry got used to the awful things Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley said to him about the "pudding incident".
But Harry was used to it. He was made fun of even before he knew he was a wizard, and the teasing didn't stop even after he started at Hogwarts. Dudley made it his sworn duty to make fun of Harry at every possible opportunity. At the breakfast table, at the Supermarket, in the car on the way to Uncle Vernon's meeting in London. Finally Harry lapsed out of his state of daydreaming to answer Uncle Vernon's question.
"I didn't say anything. "They just said it because you are a Mug-" Harry almost said Muggle and he didn't think Uncle Vernon's temper should be made worse. so he said "Because you are a normal person"
"Too right I am", said Uncle Vernon harshly. "You people and your magic."I'd like to know who started all your lot". Harry didn't know ,but if he did, he wouldn't have told him anyway.
"Is everything all right now, the shouting stopped so I thought that it was alright to come in?"
"Yes, yes come in Petunia", said Uncle Vernon, as Aunt Petunia entered the living room warly, Dudley hiding unconvincingly behind her.