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Vernon woke when petunia rose early to make a special birthday breakfast for little Dudley. As he lay in bed Vernon contemplated yet again the wisdom of accepting his nephew into his house petunia had tried to explain the freakiness that was called magic and quite frankly from what he understood of it, it scared him these people could kill with a word and disappear with out a trace and if you saw something they didn't want you to they could wipe all memory of it from your mind, and these people, these tings were lived amongst the normal people yet in their own secret world with no one the wiser and no way to tell the difference while their magic infected normal people, like a disease which they then they took away at age 11 to some secret school to indoctrinate them into this secret world, yes it scared him very much so he took precautions to protect his child and his wife the boy might look normal and act normal (if troublesome always getting into things he shouldn't be) but there was always a chance he was one of them and until he knew for sure he would be cautious and keep him as far away from Dudley as possible, he would not be cruel to the boy he would be raised to be a productive normal citizen of the great country they lived in and if he showed signs of this magic disease he would do his best to help the boy even if it meant stomping it out of him. Vernon sighed they always wanted a second child but couldn't risk the child being infected if the boy was magic and if he wasn't then Vernon might consider adopting him and being a real family but until the his boy his own flesh and blood would come first.
The little boy sat quietly in his crib he knew he wasn't loved like he once was like the other boy is he was a smart child despite being only three with a limited vocabulary what words he did know were pronounced clearly and were easily understood by all he could read some words but not write yet, he knew not to ask questions of his aunt and uncle and that his name was harry though his uncle took to calling him boy and his aunt brat, despite all harry knew he was only three and desperate to be loved he took to following his aunt round the house trying to be helpful like helping her clear the table after meals and fetching what cleaning products she asked for and when he was not following his aunt he was looking for something.
It had taken him time to realize it was missing and he was not sure what it was but he knew he had it before he came to be with his aunt and uncle and now it was gone, he was sure that they had hid it from him because every time he went looking for it he was yelled at. First he had looked in his aunt and uncles room (cause he kept all his special stuff in his room so his aunt and uncle might keep it in there) but aunt petunia had come in and found him just as he was about to look under the bed, she had yelled very loudly it was scary and he had started to cry she had told him to stop sniveling and then she had shut him in his room till dinner time, after he had been so shocked and scared (he had never been yelled at before) that it was several weeks before he had looked again.
The second time harry worked up the courage to look again he decided to look n the kitchen (he was to scared to go into his aunt and uncles room just yet) he just finished looking in the bottom cupboard and had climbed onto the beach to look in the higher cupboards when aunt Petunia had come in the room to get a drink and caught him, again he was yelled at and put in his room till dinner. The following six months took on the same pattern,(his favorite place to look being the cupboard under the stairs it was very mysterious in there and lots of places to hide things amongst the stuff in there) that is until the day of Dudley's 4th birthday.
Harry was taking the opportunity while every one else in he house was busy to look in Dudley's room for what he was missing, he went very quietly he was well practiced at looking now he didn't get caught as much as before. Harry quietly opened the door so it wound squeak and slipped in aunt Petunia had tidied it up yesterday so that the new toys would have somewhere to go today so harry looked quickly through the room under the bed in the play chest and in the wardrobe before looking at the shelves around the room he was amazed at how much stuff Dudley actually had he was not aloud in Dudley's room and neither were encouraged to play together. A harry was staring at the shelves when he saw it, a stuffed toy stag sitting on one of the higher shelves it was very important he didn't know why but it was and he wanted it so much he stared at it for a few minutes realizing that it was too high up and he could not possibly reach it he stared at it for a short time feeling totally helpless then amazingly it floated off the shelf and was making it way towards his outstretched arms just as his aunt Petunia came in with an arm full of new toys she screamed the toys all fell to the floor and she grabbed him by the back of his shirt and dragged him out of Dudley's room and spanked his bottom very hard and put him in his room screamed at him not to come out and for him not to make a sound till his uncle got home, harry cry and cry until he fell asleep.
Early that morning
Petunia got up specially early to make her Diddykins his special birthday breaky she wiped a tear he was growing up so fast and he was such a good little boy unlike the brat who was always getting into trouble with his dammed curiosity, still he hadn't shown any sign of the freakiness that her sister had at the same age and he was family so she and Vernon would feed him cloth him and raise him to be a productive member of society, still Dudley was the child of her flesh and blood and would always come first in her heart. It was a good day breakfast was good choc chip pancakes with maple syrup Dudders loved it she shooed the brat up to his room the she dud and Vernon gathered for presents before Vernon had to go to work. Dudley loved his presents ripping into them enthusiastically shouting with joy at the particularly good ones. Vernon left for work, Dudley played with his new toys happily down stairs and the brat was upstairs doing what ever quietly which was good just before lunch she gathered up the majority of the presents to take them upstairs and went into Dudley's room where she saw the brat then she saw the stag floating gently down the boy was infected he was magical. In that moment she grabbed him ad smacked his bottom may times though she had sworn never to hit a child, but he was not just a child he was a freak she marched him to his room and left him there with sever warnings not to leave or make noise. Then she went back downstairs and got herself a stiff brandy sat shakily on one of the kitchen chairs downed the drink and poured another. 10 minutes later Dudley came in complaining he was hungry Petunia reassured him lunch was coming and he went back into the living room to play with his toys. She put the brandy away and made lunch for her and Dudley and then proceeded to clean the house cleaning always made her feel better.
When Vernon came home there was a lot of yelling and crying as Petunia explained the events of the day then between them they sat down to find a solution to the problem "we could try and find this dimple door get him to take the boy away" suggested Vernon "how" said petunia "we have no address their kind use owls for god sake, where would we find an owl, maybe we could just stand on the door step and say the magic words perhaps" (it was at this moment Vernon decided later, that he began to hate the boy) "so we cant send the boy back what about an orphanage" Vernon ignored the sarcasm in her voice "no they have people watching who knows what they'll do if we get rid of him they'll probably bring him right back then do some of their hocus pocus as well" Vernon sat for a moment thinking "we cannot leave it so close to Duders it might hurt him" Petunia moaned, Vernon had an idea "if e move all the cleaning supplies to the laundry and throw out some things he can go into the cupboard under the stairs god knows he loves the place always snooping around in there" "but what if they find out Vernon who know what they'd do" petunia said worriedly "pet is that or leave him where he is right next to Dudley we can put a lock on the door to keep him where he's souse to be and give him chores to keep him busy and away from Duds and hopefully use up most of his energy so he cant do any freaky stuff cause hell either be to tired or to busy it really is the perfect option" petunia nodded he head giving in "ill start cleaning it out tomorrow.
The next day the cupboard under the stairs was cleaned out and harry was moved into it, that was the beginning the next day the chores started he was given a list
Tidy Dudley's room
Wash and dry the dishes the dishes breakfast and lunch
Weed the flower beds in the back garden
Petunia did not give him to many and not hard one just enough for the young child and the weeding or when he finished the others. Petunia was not completely heartless either she showed him how to do the chores and kept an eye on him to make sure he didn't hurt himself and to make sure he did them right.
Unfortunately the strange stuff kept happening just small things like lifting things just that bit heavy or getting things just that bit out of reach harry didn't even realize he was dong anything, aunt Petunia did and she yelled at him sent him to the cupboard and gave him more chores to do, to keep him busy and out of trouble. Harry's birthday passed without mention and as the months past he was often not aloud lunch and even breakfast to starve the freakiness out of him they said eventually they just yelled and sent him to the cupboard.
a/n was gonna start at age 5 but that just didn't happen hope you like it
harry is not super brainy just above his age level and cause i suck at accents if i tried kiddy speak my brain would explode so he has very good pronunciation
hope you like it next installment coming soon
