1. Aunt Marge
It had been twelve years since that incident. Harry Potter was to start his 3rd year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry soon. His first two years had been rather eventful.
Shortly before his first year, Hagrid had rescued him from his aunt and uncle. He had given Harry his Hogwarts letter and his cousin Dudley a pig's tail. Harry had made two friends called Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley. Harry had also made friends with Hagrid. However, Hagrid's habit of calling dangerous creatures 'cute', had landed the trio in trouble. He had raised a dragon named Norbert and a Three-Headed-Dog named Fluffy. In his first year they had a Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher named Professor Quirell who had been possessed by Lord Voldemort, the evil wizard who had murdered Harry's mum and dad (Harry had defeated him through the power of love. His mother's love had protected him and Voldemort had fled, powerless. Harry had escaped with a lightning-bolt shaped scar). Harry had stopped Quirell from getting the Sorcerer's stone, a stone that made the Elixir of Life.
Before the start of his second year, he was greeted with a house elf named Dobby in his room. Dobby warned him not to return to Hogwarts as horrible things were going to happen. It turned out that it was Dobby who was stopping his mail and it was thanks to Dobby that he was locked in his room with bars on the window and a cat-flap for food. Later, it was his friend Ron who saved him in the dead of the night with his brothers Fred and George. Later at Hogwarts, a cat was petrified and mysterious writing appeared on a wall: 'The Chamber of Secrets Has Been Opened. Enemies Of The Heir, Beware'. In Harry's Quidditch match, a bludger had constantly attacked him; leaving him a broken arm whose bones Professor Lockhart (DADA teacher) had 'accidently' removed. Harry learned he was a Parsletongue and several students were attacked for being half-bloods or muggle-borns. Hermione was one of them. Harry and Ron found out that in the chamber of secrets, the monster was a basilisk, a giant snake that can kill you with its gaze. Hagrid was sent to Azkaban and it was found out that Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister was taken into the Chamber itself. It turned out that Voldemort possessed her through the means of a diary. Harry fought and killed the basilisk, destroyed the diary and saved Ginny. In the end, he freed Dobby from his cruel masters, the Malfoys and the petrified had woken up.
Right now the said boy, Harry Potter, was sitting on his bed, fuming as he skived through the album full of his parents' pictures. He had his snowy owl and familiar, Hedwig for company who was being rather grumpy due to the fact that she could not fly outside. Harry himself was moody. His 'Aunt' Marge was coming. Harry had been forced to call her Aunt even though she had no relation to him. She was Uncle Vernon's walrus-like sister and she even had a (small) moustache. Aunt Marge's hatred for harry only matched Harry's dislike for her. She was an old unmarried (guess why?) coot who kept dogs. Once, when Aunt Marge was visiting, Harry accidently stepped on her dog Ripper's tail. Ripper had chased Harry around 'till Harry sought refuge high up on a tree; Aunt Marge had refused to call Ripper off until midnight. As he was thinking about this incident about dogs, a memory flashed before his eyes; a memory he didn't have. In fact, there were two. In the first one, he was a carelessly handsome man, 'round twenty, turning into a dog and back. Occasionally, he gave a bark-like laugh. The second was a voice, which was oddly familiar voice saying: "Don't be afraid to trust this man Harry, he's a friend. Don't be afraid. Trust him and amazing things can happen to you."
"Wow!" thought Harry, aloud, "I wonder who that was…"
As he saw his Hogsmeade permission form, he remembered how he had convinced him uncle to consider signing it.
'He had gone up in his room after breakfast and had been cleaning out his school trunk, and was looking at his Parents' pictures in the family album when Uncle Vernon had roared up the stairs in his best thunderous voice: "BOY! GET DOWN HERE NOW!"
"Coming Uncle Vernon" Harry had sighed. He shut the book with a snap, stretched and went downstairs to his pacing swine (A.N, Sorry for that word. Couldn't resist) of an uncle.
As soon as he had come in sight, Uncle Vernon had started his speech about good behavior in front of Marge. "You will not misbehave. Will speak civilly, will not shout, will not enrage her, will not talk back yada yada yada . Harry just stood there, hands deep in his pockets, letting the words all wash over him. However, he was jerked back to reality when his uncle said: "and you will not show any of your abnormality when she's around. I've told her you go to St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys…"
"What?" Harry yelped, "But I…"
However, he stopped at the murderous look in Uncle Vernon's eyes. However, he was not going to give up right now. He stood his ground and said rather boldly: "If you sign my Hogsmeade form, I'll behave normally in front of Aunt Marge."
"And if I didn't?" leered his uncle.
"Then I'll just show her and the rest of the neighborhood how much of a freak you and your family is." Replied Harry grimly. Then, he paused to watch the effect of his words come over Uncle Vernon with sheer satisfaction. He gulped and his piggy little eyes contracted in fear. His face turned red, then purple, then yellow, then finally settling on to a sickly pale, porridge-like color. Then he bellowed: "Fine! I'll monitor your behavior very closely, and if, by the end of the week, it is satisfactory, I'll sign your ruddy form!" '
With a sigh, Harry closed his open trunk, pocked Hedwig a couple of owl treats and sent her of to Hermione with Birthday wishes and presents
(A.N, I'm skipping the Aunt Marge's insulting scene as I hate it and I'm continuing from the part where all hell breaks loose, meaning Harry shouts, blowing Marge up)
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP THE HELL UP! YOU WILL NOT TALK ABOUT MY PARENTS THAT WAY! JUST SHUT YOUR FAT MOUTH!"
However, before any of the Dursley's could reprimand him for his shouting, Aunt Marge began to swell up. Her face matched that of a gorilla and her fat legs would have made a hundred-year-old tree trunk proud. Her stomach swelled like a balloon being filled and her necklace broke, raining down on Dudley's food. Her blouse buttons went pop! And hit Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon and Dudley squarely in the faces. Just as Marge started to fly out of the door, Uncle Vernon took hold of her beefy hands in failed attempts to hold her down. Ripper, to 'help' him, bit him on the leg and held on.
As Aunt Petunia and Dudley watched them, Harry turned on his back, dashed upstairs, picked his trunk and Hedwig's cage by the handle, picked up his wand, wrenched open his bedroom door and stalked out, thundering down the stairs as he did so. However, before he could walk out the front door, his uncle seized him by his hair and started yelling at him, covering his face in spit as he did so: "You Put Her Back! You Put Her Back Right NOW!"
In spite of his Uncle looking like a raving lunatic, a reckless rage had come over Harry. He thrust his wand in his uncle's face and said "She deserved what she got. You keep away from me! I've had had enough! I'm going!"
That said, he fumbled with the latch, opened the door walked out into the frosty night.
