Chapter 2
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters used in this story that honour belongs to J K Rowling and the Warner Brothers.
NOTE: This is the second chapter, I'm hoping it lives up to the first!
It had been a long few hours, trapped in his mind. Harry wanted to sleep but he knew if he closed his eyes he would return to the graveyard for the second time that night. Harry looked at his alarm clock. 05:48, the new sun was peeking through the gap in his curtain. He had done it; he had survived another night.
Harry opened his curtains and window and stared out at the yellow ball rising above the trees in the distance, this is what he looked forward to every morning a glimpse of hope, which is what he needed to keep him going.
Once the sun was fully risen, Harry glanced at his clock once again, 06:24, he made to get changed into some jeans which were far too big for him and a baggy old t-shirt. The snores from the next room had died away, it had been replaced by the sound of movement. Harry knew that this sound meant that Uncle Vernon had woken up early so he could shout at him before he went to work.
The sound of three sets of footsteps going down the stairs meant everyone was awake. You would have thought Dudley would want to sleep in after being awake halfway through the night but he knew that his favourite kind of entertainment was going to happen.
"BOY!" shouted an angry Mr Dursley from downstairs "GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT". Harry had no choice but to obey. He stood up slowly, holding onto his bed for support and walked slowly to the door and down the stairs. Mr Dursley met Harry at the foot of the stairs, he looked like he could spit bullets. "Come on boy, how long does it take you to get down the stairs! Start walking properly, I know you are putting it on"
Harry didn't reply, he wanted this over so he could go out of the house and not see them for the rest of the day. But he was mistaken.
"What do you have to say for yourself" choked Uncle Vernon
"Nothing" Harry replied, keeping his temper.
"Then explain who is this Cedric? And why do you think you have the right to wake up the whole of the street every night"
"I told you!" Harry snarled, his temper rising. "He was a student in my school who I saw die three weeks ago"
"HE LIES!" yelled Uncle Vernon
"Well if you don't believe the truth then what's the point of you asking me at all!" Harry said, his voice shaking.
Uncle Vernon was shocked into silence for a few moments, his already red face was turning purple. Finally, he exploded. "Petunia and I have raised you since you were a mere year old, we have clothed you, fed you and even let you have your own room! And what do you give us in exchange? Nothing, you lie, you put shame on the family being one of them and you wake up the whole street!"
"I don't care! I only got Dudley's second bedroom because of my Hogwarts letter!"
"Don't you swear at me! Now I don't want to see you the rest of the day so get out of my sight!" Snarled Uncle Vernon. Harry didn't want to argue so he stormed out of the kitchen and out through the front door, walked a couple of blocks before sitting down on a swing in the park. It was stiflingly hot and his leg was throbbing. Harry was glad that he was away from them today, he wished he hadn't retaliated as he was now alone in the hot sun.
A few hours must have past as he was sitting there watching children come and go, the sun was at its peak, it was the hottest day yet. A crunching of knuckles from behind him meant Dudley's gang had resorted to their favourite game 'Harry Hunting'. Harry glanced over his shoulder to be certain before making a run for it. His leg was suddenly strong as he ran past the roundabout and vaulted over the fence. Harry looked over his shoulder, they were after him. Street after street they run down and through a forest. But his gang wasn't giving up they were keeping up with him. His leg was getting worse and nearly collapsing, he was slowing down.
Harry had to keep running through trees and bushes and down an ally. He had to keep going even though the pain was worsening, he had to find a hiding place soon Harry felt like he was running from Voldemort again, avoiding his spells and trying to get back to Cedric's body. Harry didn't realise a road was up ahead he just wanted to get away. He didn't hear the car speeding up the road. something hard hit Harrys injured leg he, heard a loud crack, followed by a bang and a shooting pain in his head.
Everything went black.
NOTE: I hope you enjoyed, keep an eye out for new chapter because I don't know how often I will upload. Thanks again for taking the time to read my fan fiction.
