I do not own Harry Potter J.K Rowling do.

I thought of this because I was looking for fact to another fic.

Don't Shake the Baby.

By Snake D'Morte

Vernon Dursleys was not a patience man, no not at all or at least he wasn't when it came to his wife nephew Harry Potter, who had been left at their doorstep two months ago.

Poor little Harry was having nightmares about the green light that had killed his mummy, and those nightmares made him wake up screaming which always made the big scary man come down and scream at him before he was being hit, which didn't really help Harry to stop crying.

It was a normal Friday or so Petunia Dursleys thought but oh how wrong she was, Vernon had just got home and he was in a real foul mood thanks to the fact that he had been demoted and had to go to some stupid thing about being nice to people.

And it didn't get any better when he got in and the freaky brat was still crying!

"Petunia I have had enough of this!" Vernon roared and with that he ripped the door of the cupboard under the stairs open and grabbed the crying baby Harry.

Harry who had been crying because his nappies was filled and his little bum was really painful with the rash and he was hungry as he had not get anything to eat since Thursday night.

"I have just had it with you! You freaky brat!" Vernon screamed at the crying Baby Harry

And started to shake Harry violently, and his little head was flopping around and soon the crying was stopping and Harry just hang there between his uncle's hands.

Vernon sigh and thought that this was a good way to make the freak stop crying and help him not being so tense, and with the he throw Harry back in the cupboard and closed the door.

"Ah that is much better don't you think Pet?" he said to his wife and walked in to the kitchen where she and their son was waiting for him to eat.

"Yes dear much better," Petunia said "He finally learn his place in this house.

In the cupboard was a little boy fighting for his life, his magic was trying to help but nothing could be done, and that night little Harry James Potter took his last breath.

The next morning the Dursleys woke up as normal and eat they breakfast Dudley was throwing a tantrum about something.

"Pet why don't we drive to my sister," Vernon said while feeding Dudley "Dud would love the puppies."

"Oh Verny that is a fantastic idea," Petunia said and sipped on her tea "but what about him?"

"We leave him here," Vernon said "Just give him a bottle with formula and he will do fine."

And that was what they did, Petunia made a cold bottle formula from old milk and just throw the bottle in cupboard not even caring that the bottle hit Harry.

The weekend trip soon turn in to a week-long trip, and when the Dursleys was back at their house the first thing that met them was the heavy smell of death and it came from the cupboard.

However none of the Dursleys know that it was death that they smelled instead they just thought that Harry had made a mess.

"That disgusting freak!" Vernon roar "I will teach it not to do that! I will make sure that it will learn its lesson this time!"

And with that he once again ripped open the door just to be met with the strong smell of decomposed body and when Vernon reached in to grab the baby he just felt something soggy and cold, Vernon growl like a dog and turn the light on in the small cupboard and what he saw made him grew pale there on the thin dirty blanket was Harry dead and nearly black from decomposition.

Vernon back out and went to wash his hands and then told Petunia to go and do some shopping or something while he fix this. Petunia saw a small glimpse of her sister's son dead and black and just nodded and told him that he know what was best, and with that she took Dudley and went out to a friend.

When his wife and son was gone Vernon started to work, he first took out all the cleaning things that was in the cupboard and the he just fetched a wooden piece that he put instead of the door and with that done he redone the walls with new wallpaper which he and Petunia had been talking about before the Freak had come in to their life.

When Petunia and Dudley come back a few hours later the hall looked really nice and if you had not been to the house before and seen the cupboard you would never know that it was there.

And so the years went by, no one question that Harry had disappeared as o one on Privet Drive know that he existed at all.

Mrs Figg never got to report that Harry had not been seen at all under the five years she had been watching the Dursleys, because Mrs Figg died in her sleep and no one thought of telling Dumbledore about it.

And so ten years had gone by and it was the time of the year when all the little wizards and witches got that special letter.

And so did Harry too.

It was a perfect day in the summer and the Dursleys was having breakfast when the mail arrived.

"Duddy-boo could you be mummy's little angel and fetch the mail?" Petunia asked her son who was shovelling bacon and egg into his mouth as if someone would take it from him.

"Sure mum," he said and waddle out to get the mail not even noticing the weird letter to a "H.J. Potter the Cupboard under the stairs", and gave all the mail to his mum who kissed him on the cheek and gave him more food.

Petunia had just given Vernon the letter from his sister when she grow pale and started to shake.

"Vernon," she said and showed him the letter "They have found us, what should we do write back or?"

"No Pet," Vernon said "We will just ignore it, they will stop soon if they don't get any answer."

And so they did ignore the letters that came, Dudley did try to figure out who this H.J. Potter was and were the cupboard was but found nothing and soon grew bored of it all.

At the same time in a castle in Scotland in the room of the headmaster sat said headmaster waiting for the deputy headmistress to report about the letters.

And soon was there a knock on the door.

"Please come in my dear," called Albus.

Minerva come through the door with a frown on her face.

"Albus, we have a problem," She said "Harry Potter have yet to reply and yesterday was the last day. What if something has happed to him?"

Albus tried to calm her down but in the end they both decided to go and visit young Harry themselves to explain the letters to him and his aunt and uncle.

"Fawkes please take us to Harry's home," he asked his phoenix

Who trilled and flow over to his friend and flamed them both to the Dursleys, who was all asleep.

Albus pointed his wand and made a loud bang to wake them up, and soon enough the three Dursleys woke up and come down when Vernon saw Albus he turn a purple colour.

"Now you see here, we do not want anything more to do with your kind," Vernon said "so get out!"

"We will get out when we have seen that Harry is okay and have accepted his place at my school," Albus said "So where is he?"

"There are no one called Harry in this house," Petunia sneered

"I left him myself on your doorstep ten years ago," Albus said

"The freak ran off years ago," Vernon growled "So go he is not here."

But both the grown up Dursleys had been glancing at the place where the door to the Cupboard had been.

They may have got away with it if it had not been for their own son.

"Dad I found letter to that H.J Potter Cupboard under the stairs!" Dudley said and waved with the only letter that Vernon had not seen.

Both Albus and Minerva looked at the grown-up Dursleys.

"Where is the cupboard under the stairs?" Minerva asked in a low tone

"We do not have one," Petunia tried to convince them but both she and her husband glanced at the place where the door had been and the two Professors saw this.

Albus took out his wand.

"Locus Harry Potter," he said and the wand pointed on the door that had been there and with a few words the wallpaper was gone and as soon as the wood piece was gone too and the smell spread in the house.

It was Dudley that first saw the remains of his cousin that he had no memories of, he just stared at the small skeleton thing and turn away and vomit right on his parents feet.

Albus grow old when he saw the small bones in the cupboard.

"I have failed you Harry," he said and with a wave of his wand the bones was collected in a bag. When that was done he turn to the Dursleys with cold eyes. "You will not get away with this."

Minerva was crying quietly over the loss of the little boy.

Minerva and Albus stood before gravestone.

"I am sorry that I didn't listen to you," Albus said "If I had Harry would not been dead now."

"It is not your fault Albus," Minerva said "It is those horrible muggles fault."

Albus sighed and turn from the gravestone.

"Let's return to Hogwarts," he said and with that both disappeared, leaving the gravestone where it said:

Here lays Harry James Potter, 1980-1982

Taken too soon.

He is playing with angels now.

The End

This was something I thought of, Harry as a baby must have cried when he was placed at the Dursleys, and I really can't see Vernon or Petunia comfort him. I can however see Vernon abuse baby Harry in this way.