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"This means dreams"

" Speaking"

"Thoughts"

Chapter 2

Within seconds of the Order telling the Dursleys' how they felt about his treatment, Harry know this summer was going to be the worst, EVER. I know they worry and are trying to help, but this'll only make it worst, Harry thought to himself. Harry couldn't explain why, but he had a feeling that this summer Dumbledore was going to keep him in the dark again and make Order members baby-sit him. Just like last year. God, you'd think the bastard learn what happens if I'm kept in the dark. Last year he ignored me and still fucking ruled my life! Making me have these stupid lessons with fucking bat-face. Then there was the DOM. No don't think bout that in public!

After the Order finished ordering the Dursleys', Vernons' face was a dark red colour, while his aunt and cousin where very pale. One look at Vernon and Harry know that he wasn't going to get any meals' for a while.

"Come on then Harry." Said Vernon, voice full of venom. Harry was surprised; this was the first time that Vernon had called Harry by his given name.

Harry was grateful that he changed into muggle clothes on the train and that Professor Lupin put a feather-light charm on his trunk. The walk from the train station to the Durleys' mini van was silent. Petunia was looking around to see if any of their neighbours had seen them, Dudley was trying to get Petunia to notice him so he could get some money to stuff his face and Vernon was muttering and sending death glares to Harry that promised pain.

"Freaks…think they know everything…telling me how to run my own home…all his fault…fucking little shit…I'll show them…new meaning of the word pain…freaks"

As they got to the car, Harry put his trunk into the back and sat next to the window, with Dudley sitting next to him, taking up two thirds of the space. Harry vowed that during the summer he was going to train, using both muggle ways and magical; he couldn't have a repeat of the DOM.

Don't let training rule my life! Maybe I should talk to the other kids round there, I heard some new people are moving in today.

Three hours later, they pulled up into the driveway of number four Privet Drive in Surrey. The Dursleys' left Harry to take his trunk upstairs while they watched TV. While everyone though Harry was mourning, he was thinking about going into the family business; but he would need to pay a visit to two close friends. He would also need to ask Remus if he had any ideas or if the Marauders kept some sort of record of their pranks.

I think I'll need to make a list of what I need to do. I will NOT spend all summer mourning over Sirius. He wouldn't want me too. So, I'll use some of the ideas Sirius told me at Grimmauld Place; I suppose being an insomniac has it uses. Wonder if I'll get any visits from Voildy?

"BOY! Get down here and make use dinner!" looking at the repaired clock next to his bed, Harry so that it was already half seven.

"Coming uncle."

By the time it was half eight harry was finished making the food and was doing the dishes. Harry was right that the Order only made thing worst. Normally the Dursleys gave him scraps of food, just enough to be able to do the chores the next day, but today they gave him nothing.

"Boy, tomorrow you'll being doing some landscaping in the garden. The stones have already been delivered, and you won't have any breaks, you'll also make us breakfast. A client of mine will be coming over for dinner, so you'll make that as well. Got it?"

"Yes uncle."

As Harry went upstairs to go to bed, it might only be half eight, but I want an early start tomorrow and I'll need to grab some food, he preyed to any god that would listen that he could sleep tonight and not have any nightmares.

He was lying on a cold surface, there was what looked like machines and wires all around him. A bright light was shinning in his face. Something was beeping of to his right and there was faceless people standing around him, all wearing long coats.

"Is he ready?" a man said.

"Yes sir." Someone replied, but it sounded like they were underwater.

"Then begin." The man that spoke first ordered.

Suddenly his was in pain. It felt like he was under three cruiatus' curses', being beaten by Vernon and having acid running though his veins instead of blood, all at the same time. Someone was screaming. The faceless people were taking notes. The man who spoke first started to walk over to him.

Harry woke up to a beeping noise that reminded him of the very real-looking dream. Looking at his old alarm clock, Harry saw that it was the ungodly time to get up and start to make Horseface, Human-Gorilla and Mini Whale their breakfast. Because Harry's window looked over the garden, Harry decided to have a look and the stones.

Stones! These are the stones? They look more like boulders! There's no way I can move them! I'd have to be the size of Hagrid to be able to move these without breaking something. Well, I said I needed to start training, maybe this'll help. God damn them!

Grabbing some clean clothes, Harry headed to the bathroom. Coming out in a pair of ripped, faded jeans and a baggy, black T-shirt, Harry headed down to the kitchen to start making breakfast.

What he didn't expect was the scene he walked in on.

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