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Harry stood outside the house that he had called home for sixteen years and took a breath in. It had been over a year since he and his only living relatives had seen each other. He could see that they where home because there car was back in the driveway. He smiled to himself, remembering Uncle Vernon's face when Dudley had told harry that he wasn't a waste of space. The thought of it still made him laugh to himself. He had to see them, just to make sure that they were safe.
Tentatively he knocked on the door. A rather large man with a bristling moustache answered, and stopped dead when he saw harry standing in the doorway.
"Boy?" he whispered, looking at his nephew who was at least 4 inches taller than his uncle. Harry walked uninvited passed his uncle, who now had considerably less hair than when he had last seen him, and the little he did have was grey. To his surprise there was not a single television in sight. The last time he had been here there was a television in most of the rooms, and they were thinking of getting one for the bathroom, at the request of Dudley.
Uncle Vernon, it seemed had finally come to his senses.
"How dare you just charge into our house," he bellowed, his face turning purple just like it used to.
The shouting brought two all too familiar figures down the stairs. Aunt Petunia was still as thin as a stick insect, and Harry was again shocked to see that his cousin, who had been a colossal size last time, had lost about 3 stone since their last meeting.
As soon as they say his aunt saw who it was she almost copied his uncle's first reaction. Dudley however walked up to Harry and shook his hand.
"Good to see you harry," he said with a considerably lower voice.
There can't be any more surprises thought Harry, surely this is the limit. Oh how wrong he was, when aunt petunia came to her senses she ran up to harry and started to cry.
"You're alive," she sobbed, "I thought you were dead, no news in over a year"
Everyone stared at her. Harry had the strangest feeling that neither her husband nor son had ever seen her get this emotional about harry either.
"Calm down mum" grunted Dudley.
"How are you all," Harry said finally, looking embarrassed.
"Quite happy without you," Uncle Vernon said sulkily, although he seemed the only one to think this way.
"why are you here," sniffed his aunt, "I thought you hated us."
Harry couldn't quite think of the right words to say to this so instead he said,
"I had to see that you were back safely"
"Do you want to stay for a while," his aunt asked, "We have a room"
"no thanks, the people I live with are planning a wedding. I should be there to help."
"Who's getting married" Dudley asked. Harry was again shocked, this was the first time that he had heard Dudley expressing an interest about his life in the magical world, much less his friends.
"Err My friend Ron's Brother Percy,"
This had been the weirdest day of his life.
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