Chapter Three: Exact Revenge
"To exact revenge for yourself or your friends is not only a right, it's an absolute duty."― Stieg Larsson
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When they returned to the Dursley's, Zane told Harry to go upstairs and change into his pajamas. Harry did as he was told, and when he returned, the Dursley's were all sitting on the sofa, looking scared out of their minds. When he looked closer, he could see ropes of what looked like magic of all things surrounding them. He managed to catch the tail end of Zane's words "...and if it happens again, you should pray for a painless death. No wait, i promise a painful death."
Harry smirked widely from the shadows, deciding it was time he entered the living space. "Hello family."
The Dursley's turned(as well as they could in their current positions). If possible, Vernon's face seemed to turn even more purple than normal, Dudley looked as if he would wet his trousers at any given moment, and Petunia looked nervous. I guess that being my mother's sister; she was the only one that really understood what magic was capable of.
"How are you walking boy, I thought I took care of you." Vernon said stupidly.
"His name is Harry!" Pandora yelled, eyes flashing black.
The way the Dursley's cowered in apparent fear made it clear that Harry wasn't imagining Pandora's eyes. It wasn't just a trick of the light. Harry quickly filed the information in his mind for later observation.
"Since we're making demands," Harry said slowly. "I want my own room."
Dudley seemed to start to protest, when Harry raised a hand, sneering. "I didn't ask for commentary."
"I also want to be removed from doing chores, an i require three square meals a day, and freedom to do as i please." He smirked at the Dursley's looks of outrage.
Harry could practically feel the amusement radiating off of Zane. Figures.
"No objections, then i see." Vernon made to speak, but Harry raised his hand, and let the wild magic inside of him flow freely, releasing sparks and colors, the Dursley's shrunk away from him, and he laughed cruelly. "You cowards. Afraid of a child. You're safe now. But you just wait because you get what you deserve in the fiery pits of hell!"
"Shut up, freak!" Vernon yelled.
"You bastard-" Harry lunged toward Vernon, grabbing him by neck. He punched him in the face, and was about to hit him again, when he was pulled off by Zane, who hugged him to his chest.
"It's alright Harry. Shhh. Your safe."
'for now'
After a couple of hours, Harry was finally, blissfully alone in his new room. The room was upstairs, and he felt slightly nervous. He wasn't used to sleeping in such a large space(though it wouldn't be considered large to anyone else). He was slightly nervous, and even though Pandora and Zane had stayed with them after they magically cleaned, repaired and furnished his new room.
His room was now done in forest greens, dark woods and gold accents. It was the most wonderful thing he'd ever had, and he would remember it forever. But he couldn't get over this horrible feeling of foreboding, like something terrifying would happen soon. But these were just childish fears, no big deal, right?
'wrong'
The next morning, Harry Potter was pretty proud of himself. He'd survived a night in the room all by himself. And today, for the first time in years, maybe the first time ever, Harry Potter took his sweet time getting dressed. He first took a long, hot shower, making sure to leave only cold water behind as Dudley often did to him. Then he changed into the clothes that Pandora had helped him pick out-today's choice being khaki pants, a green dress shirt and shiny shoes. He also choose a black bow tie. His hair was mussed with some of the hair gel he'd borrowed from Zane. He was excited because today, the two of them were going out for brunch at a fancy restaurant.
So, today would go down in history, because Harry Potter was now a changed man.
He leisurely descended the stairs, as if he had all the time in the world(now he did). When he entered the dining area, Petunia Dursley was cooking breakfast with a sour expression on her face(as usual).
"Good morning, dear family!" Harry exclaimed a wicked smile on his face as he pulled back his chair.
Vernon and Dudley shot him ugly looks(also as usual).
Harry rubbed his hands together in a mocking manner. "So what's for breakfast today, Petunia?"
She put a plate of bacon, eggs and toast in front of him, the portions significantly smaller than Vernon and Dudley's.
"Hmm. I don't think I feel like breakfast after all." Harry picked up the plate, and threw it against the wall, food and all. The glass plate shattered, and the food flew everywhere. He smirked evilly, walking toward the stairs again. "I daresay someone should clean that up."
Harry was growing bored waiting for Zane. So he resolved to think of the strange things that wernet, necessarily wrong about them, but that were different about Pandy and Zane.
You may be laughing right now, thinking, 'why Harry, they're wizards!" but besides that I mean. Something about them just didn't add up. Whether it was the eyes that grew suspiciously dark when angry, or Zane's strange gold ones. Or maybe it was their suspiciously sharp senses or maybe there fangs-
'vampire'
"Vampires. They're vampires." He said aloud, shivering slightly. To his surprise, he wasn't very afraid of the fact that they were quite possibly bloodsucking monsters. In fact, he was more afraid of what the Dursley's would do to him if Zane and Pandy left him. But honestly, vampires weren't nearly as scary as this Voldemort man after his blood. Harry resolved to ask Zane about it today.
"DING-DONG!"
Harry smiled and bounded down the stairs.
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