Harry Potter and Loves Bounds
A/N: Hey guys! Welcome to my first fanfiction. I hope it isn't too bad. Also, don't worry. It may start off exactly like the book but, I just plan to use the introduction to the Dursleys to begin my fanfiction. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor do I intend to make money off of this fanfiction. I am doing this purely for fun. Original ideas and characters by J.K Rowling.
(A/N: This first section contains excerpts from canon)
Chapter 1- A Pig in a Wig
Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number four Privet Drive, were proud to say they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people to be involved in any kind of nonsense. Mr. Dursley worked for a firm that made drills called Grunnings. He was a big beefy man with no neck and a large mustache. Mrs. Dursley was thin and blond and had about twice the amount of neck of a normal person. This was very helpful, for she often was spying on her neighbors. Now the Dursleys had a small son. His name was Dudley. In their eyes he was an angel. The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but, they also had a secret. And their greatest fear was that someone would discover it. They didn't think they could bear it if anyone found out they were related to the Potters. They shuddered to think what would happen if her Sister showed up in the street. The Dursleys knew the Potters also had a small son. His name was Harry Potter.
Ten Years Later
Harry Potter woke up to his Aunt's screams. "Boy, get over here and make breakfast!" she yelled. Harry grumbled something incoherent and rubbed his eyes. He sat up and grabbed his glasses and placed them on his face. Everything came into focus. Harry was sitting in a cupboard under the Dursleys stairs. He slept on a mat on the floor. By now Harry was used to spiders because many had made Harry's cupboard home over the years. He brushed some cobwebs off his socks and pulled them over his feet.
He crouched by the cupboard door and pushed it open. Outside, his Uncle Vernon was waiting for him. "Boy" he whispered angrily. "You'd better get in that kitchen and make something. Don't you dare burn it. I want everything to be perfect for my Duddikins birthday". Harry inwardly groaned. The Dursleys always took Dudley and his friends out to do something on his birthday. This meant Harry was to be sent to Mrs. Figgs house. She was a mad old cat lady that lived down the street. "Yes Uncle", Harry whispered back. "Get going", growled Uncle Vernon. He gave Harry a push. Harry sighed and headed off towards the kitchen.
Aunt Petunia was waiting for Harry on the kitchen. "Here" she said as she thrust a package of bacon and some eggs into his hands. "Hurry! I want breakfast done and served by the time Dudley is here!" Harry fired up that stove and cracked the eggs into the pan and placed the strips of bacon into another. About ten minutes later, Harry had finished cooking breakfast and was putting the food onto three plates. He knew better than to serve himself.
Harry brought the plates over to the table but realized there was no room because all of Dudley's gifts were there. So, harry just left the plates on the counter. Harry then heard someone thundering down the stairs. From the sounds of it, it was Dudley. As Dudley rushed into the Kitchen he grabbed a plate and inhaled his breakfast. He sat down at the table as his parents entered the room. Dudley started to count. When he finished his eyes welled up with tears. "86", Dudley cried. "Th- That's three less than last year". Aunt Petunia looked horrified. She couldn't stand to see her Duddikins crying. Harry knew better. Dudley never cried. He only did his fake cry to get what he wanted. "There there Dudley" she said, trying to comfort him. "We'll buy you five more gifts while we are out". Dudley screwed up his eyes. "87, 88, 89, 90, 91…." Dudley whispered to himself, as he counted slowly. Harry stifled a laugh. He could see the gears trying to turn in Dudley's head. "O-ok" Dudley said in his fake stammer.
When Aunt Petunia seemed content that Dudley was happy, she walked over to Vernon and whispered in his ear. "We have a problem. Mrs. Figg has broken her leg and can't take the boy" Harry heard his aunt whisper. "What about Marge?" Uncle Vernon asked. "She hates the boy!" aunt Petunia hissed, exasperated. "I could stay here" piped up Harry hopefully. Uncle Vernon turned towards Harry with a murderous look on his face. "FIRSTLY" Uncle Vernon bellowed. "DON'T EVESDROP ON ME AND YOUR AUNT! SECONDLY YOU WOULD BLOW THIS HOUSE UP IF WE LEFT YOU HERE!" Harry looked down, disappointed. Aunt Petunia continued to whisper to Harry's uncle. "We'll have to take him with us". Vernon looked extremely angry. His face was turning an unhealthy shade of purple. "But he'll ruin Dudley's day!" uncle Vernon whispered fiercely. "We have to" Aunt Petunia whispered back just as fiercely. "We'll just have to keep him away from Dudley. Or, would you rather we left him at home?" Uncle Vernon looked defeated. He turned away without another word.
He started to look angry again. He took Harry by the ear and dragged him out of the kitchen. "Get your shoes on boy, you're coming with us" uncle Vernon said to Harry venomously. "But if you so much as poke Dudley, you will not eat for a week. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Uncle Vernon yelled. "Yes Uncle" Harry said. He tried not to show his happiness. As soon as Uncle Vernon made his way back to the kitchen, Harry jumped for joy. Harry had overheard his aunt and uncle planning Dudley's birthday outing. They were going to a Zoo. Harry had never been to a Zoo before. Harry practically jumped into his shoes. He was so happy he didn't even retort to Dudley's scathing remarks.
Harry was optimistic for the day. He was actually going to be doing something other than chores! Harry hoped this would turn out well. He would be blamed for anything that went wrong. Harry was sure nothing could possibly go bad.
How very wrong he was.
A/N: And here we are! End of chapter one! I hope you liked it. Next chapter, Harry will head to the Zoo. This was more of an introduction. Next chapter should be more interesting. Please review. Any constructive criticism is much appreciated! Look out for chapter 2! Also thanks to DrakeLayne for editing/reviewing grammar etc.!
-HypocriticalHypo
