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Summary: When Petunia and Vernon son Dudley dies at 2yrs old, Harry appears on their doorstep like a miracle, a second chance. He is given everything he desires and when his 11th birthday comes will he leave his family.
Just call me Dudley
The Fight for Freedom
Harry's last month with the Dursely was really tense and awkward. They kept looking over their shoulder every second as if they thought someone was after them. They insisted on Harry having Rio or Sorryea accompany him everywhere and kept calling him on the phone. They did of course try to set a curfew but Harry refused and so they just gave him extra money for his phone so there was no excuse for him not to call. The only other time Harry remembered them being this shifty was right before his 11th birthday. He had practically spent the week leading up to it in solitary confinement.
The day before his voyage to school he had Rio and Sorryea over for a sleepover. All their parents were downstairs sorting out the arrangements for tomorrow, of course Rio grandfather couldn't make it so Rio's older brother came.
"One more day, one more day" sang Sorryea as she brushed her long black- brown hair.
Rio rolled his eyes and flipped over quidditch limited. All was quiet when a scream ripped through the house. Harry's heart froze as he recognised his aunt's voice. Together the three friends ran downstairs and were confronted with Mrs Dursely being restrained by Sorryea's mother.
"What is this?" asked Kai, Rio brother who had picked up the piece of paper Mrs Dursely had dropped.
"His trying to take my baby away" sobbed Mrs Dursely.
Kai raised a brow and then opened the letter "just how many of these do you have" he asked as he passed the letter over to Sorryea's father.
"The ones we didn't burn, about a barrel full, they keep appearing in the letterbox, in the windows, even the toaster" said Mr Dursely. "He tried this back when Harry was turning 11, but we managed to avoid most of it. We setup an appeal with Wizegmot and they agreed that since we are his guardians we get too decide."
Harry narrowed his eyes trying to follow the conversation "What exactly is going on?". His Uncle who was now in possession of the letter passed it to Harry. Sorryea and Rio read over his shoulder "who is this Dumbledore?" he asked once they'd finshed.
Mrs Dursely sobbed harder and Sorryea saw her mother wince at the soggy stain on her impeccable white suit.
"It's a complicated story" grunted Vernon and he moved to the bar to get himself and his wife a drink. Once she had calmed down and the kids had settled by the fireplace Vernon began to tell the story.
"Dumbledore's the head of the school your parents went to, he said you've been on the list every since you've been born and that you were all but blood bound to go there once you'd turned 11".
Petunia took a sip of her drink and picked up the story "He wants you to go there, go to the place where they couldn't protect Lily from that man".
"You mean the one who killed my birth parents" asked Harry.
Petunia nodded weakly.
"I won't go" he said sharply and the hope in Petunia eyes glowed.
"He'll come here then. We thought he'd given up when we won the court battle years ago, but his back this time and we don't know what to do" she shook her head, "He'll take you away the same way he took Lily away".
Harry moved over and touched her leg "I won't go".
"But you don't understand, he'll find a way to make you go. He'll tell you how lily and I weren't the best of friends, and I know that we weren't but I was jealous. I was jealous that she had powers and I didn't and that our parents were so proud of her and not me" old bitterness crept in "but I've done everything for you and he'll turn you against us- muggle borns".
Harry's eyes steeled "He won't, I promise Aunt I won't go" he turned to Sorryea parents "he can't force me can he, I've already accepted that I want to go to school here he can't change that".
"No he cannot" agreed Sorryea father "but just in case I'll do some research".
Harry nodded thanks "see it'll be ok" he said softly to his aunt.
She nodded and Vernon was by her side "I think I'll take her up" he helped her stand and walk out the room.
"What's this about a man who killed your parents" asked Kai.
"Yeah some dark wizard called Voldemort came to my house and tried to kill me" Harry shrugged "who knows why?".
"That's terrible, and this wizards dead now".
"I guess".
"Well I think we'll keep an eye on the situation in London just in case, I'll call some people" said Kai an unspeakable.
"But I think its best if you guys go to bed" said Sorryea mother. "And no sneaking into the boy's room to talk, I want you to sleep".
"Fine, night mum, dad, Kai"
"Night" said Harry. Rio nodded and walked out the room.
"Poor Petunia" said Sorryea "she thought they'd take you away, been living with that fear for years, I guess it explain why she always throws you birthday parties as if its her last with you"
"But it might" said Rio
"Oh no your brother will sort it and everything will work out" she smiled "you'll see"
Harry shook his head a glint of a smile appearing "how one of you can be so pessimistic and the other optimistic and still stay in the same room amazes me"
"Rio loves me that's why" said Sorryea as she went to hug him. Rio remained limp but didn't push her off.
"Ah that is so sweet" teased Harry "so he does have a heart"
Detaching Sorryea from himself, Rio turned to Harry "you have 5 seconds"
Harry was wise enough to sprint down the hallway before Rio gave chase.
A wearily eyed Harry tumbled out of bed the next morning. He pulled on his jeans and followed Rio and Sorryea who were both fully awake.
"Did you recheck you things" asked his aunt "maybe I should check them".
"No we did it last night" Harry yawned.
"Oh ok" she nodded "well" she stood clenching her first "lets get going" she took the first hand of floo powder and stepped into the fire place.
When they had tumbled to the other side they were in a big bus depo. The boys placed their luggage onto a trolley and wheeled to the furthest stop. "Tickets" said the man at the gate. The parent's held out the tickets "all new first years good luck" he said and pushed them through the magical barriers. As soon as they went through they were confronted by a lot of wizards in robes. There were several lines of busses, from different school around the continent, fortunately Harry was in the first stop and would get one of the best seats. The walked there way through the crowd to find their own school bus Destinary Academy of Magical Learning. Next to them were, as they would find out, long time rival Blackwell High school of Intellect.
As they approached they saw some people from their school and Blackwell high drawing wands. "Halt" called out Kai and he stepped between them "magic by underage wizards is illegal and can lead to expulsion. Now get on you bus" he order. There was a moment before both groups complied. "The old rivalry is back on" sighed Kai "try not to get involved"
Sorryea nodded and then hugged her parents "bye, I'll owl you as soon as I can"
Rio" called Kai "please try and have some fun- and don't get into to much trouble" he held out his hand and Rio clasped it. "Take care little brother" grinned Kai and he ruffled his hair, Rio glared dangerously.
"Aunt I can't breathe" said Harry as he finally got out from her tight grasp.
"Sorry please just be careful and don't get into trouble".
"I will, I do love you, you know that".
That was apparently the wrong thing to say because she hugged him again.
"All aboard for the Destinary express" called the driver
"I have to go now" Harry said softly and gave his uncle a manly hug "don't worry so much" said Harry as he got on the bus, the door closing behind him.
The bus was of course charmed and featured a set of tables, booths, lockers and dividers- all on the first floor. Harry suspected there was a party going on up stairs with the amount of noise coming from there.
The trio made their way to the back of the bus and settled in a booth. The bus began to take off into the sky and there was a jeer from the occupants.
"You ok" asked Sorreya to the boy nearest to them.
They boy looked up, his long bangs falling over his eyes "yeah, just left my best friend at home, his a year younger than me".
"Oh I'm sorry. These are my best friends, Harry and Rio, my name Sorreya".
"Names Tom".
"Are you a muggle born?"
"Half-blood" he clarified "dad's a wizard mums a muggle born. My dad plays on the Amard Warriors".
Sorryea groaned "another quidditch player. At least you'll get on with these two" she stood "I'm going to look from somebody with a little less testosterone".
Rio looked up from his music and watched her leave "where she going?".
"To find some female friends".
He nodded but watched her as she spoke to people. "You worried" asked Harry
Rio didn't answer.
"She'll be fine" said Harry. Rio nodded this time but still watched her.
"So you play quidditch then?" asked Harry giving up on Rio, he was obviously in one of his moods.
"Yeah" said the boy.
"What position?
"Chaser".
"You?"
"Seeker, Rio's a chaser- his fast, aggressive and precise".
Tom looked over at Rio who was giving out no friendly vibes "I can see that".
"Ah he'll warm up to you".
Rio snorted. "See" said Harry "that was a response".
"Shut it" snapped Rio and Harry laughed. Through the course of the journey Harry had met a range of people who wandered over. They had started a big debate on quidditch teams and then moved over to subjects and student clubs and groups.
"I don't get it" said one guy "why do you hang around her" he indicated to Sorryea "she doesn't seem to like quidditch much and plus she a bit crazy"
Rio's eyes narrowed into slits and Harry quickly jumped in "she does like quidditch but everyone has their limits".
"Whatever, I'm just saying you guys came on the bus altogether and then she walks around like she owns the place, he" he pointed a finger towards Rio "acts like his too good to talk to any of us and then you I can't figure out".
"Maybe" drawled Rio "it's because you lack the brain cells to do so".
That was Rio when he spoke he was precise and deadly.
"What did you say?" growled the boy.
"You heard me" said Rio in a bored expression.
The boy pulled out his wand "I'll teach you to respect me".
"I doubt that" said Rio and a spark of light narrowly missed his head.
"Hey" said Harry and he stood "I dare you to try that again" there must have been something in his eyes because the boy put down his wand. "No we're cool but you and I" he said to Rio "are just getting started. You could do better than him".
"No I don't think so" said Harry "But I'll tell you something you something if you ever aim a wand at my friend again and you'll see what I'm made of".
"You guys are such losers" said the boy and he and his friend took off.
Sorryea moved over "we're not even in school yet and we've made enemies. I guess that means there's more time to make up- we have 5 years right"
"Not going to happen" said Rio and he moved over so she could sit comfortably in the booth.
"You never know"
"Some how" began Harry "I think that he'll be the first of many".
The lower floor of the bus already seemed divided with 7 people on Harry's side and 10 on the boys. Harry knew that the war of High school had just begun.