Chapter 4

Harry over the years read all of the books, he was eighteen years old, and he knew more about the wizarding world than Hermione Granger. The spells he could do were unbelievable. He no longer had glasses or a nest for hair; it was now straight and put back in a ponytail. He had had to grow it in over the years, otherwise he would have been found out.

His clothes were as good as Dudley's he had gone to school and passed flying colors. He had spent one year doing a computing course, at College, so he had a lot of money. He had his very own laptop, a good one at that, he had a password on it and no one could enter it. Not even Dudley, he also had spells he had invented on his laptop.

He loved astronomy, and learning about the stars. He had his own telescope, (which he'd gotten as a birthday present from Aunt Marge) and loved to look out of his window in the dead of the night. Watching the stars, way, way up high. Divination was not to his tastes, he really didn't like it, he liked to think he had his own destiny in his own hands.

His all time favorites were potions and Defense; however, he was always disappointed that he could not brew any. How he loved brewing potions in his head, and reading about them. He was addicted to Potions and had yet to stir one.

When he had turned seventeen he'd gone hunting for a job, He had gotten one just about right away, with his results alone. The people at work really liked him, because he was cheerful and good looking as well as nice to everyone. No matter how they treated him, he was always nice to them, even if they were horrible to him.

Harry had never really heard back from Severus, he usually lay awake for some time at night, hoping and praying that he was still alive and ok. He knew Severus was playing a dangerous game, by spying for both sides.

"I'm going to work, goodbye" said Harry quickly picking up his laptop, and its case sliding it in, he then zipped it up and left.

He ran into the coffee shop, drank some coffee, they made it just the way he liked it. Looking at the time, he headed off to work, knowing he would be on time as always. It had become a routine for the past year, don't get him wrong he did love working with his computers.

He sometimes wished he could be in the Wizarding world; mind you only for a second. Then he remembered Dumbledore would have used him, Voldemort would have killed him. Nah, it was much better being here in the Muggle world, ignorant to it all.

Well he was not totally arrogant to it all; he always watched his back and was jumpy around people he didn't know.

He had learned to clear his mind, of emotions and memories; the book called it Occlumency a form of defense to stop people attacking your mind, there was also Legilimency, a form of attack against one's mind. However, he didn't use it very often, just in cases most of the time.

However, he didn't know that night he would be dragged into the wizarding world that night, with or without wanting to.

After twelve hours of work, Harry started walking home, sighing softly; he could not wait to get home. His back was stiff, and he could really use a good bath or shower; he wasn't picky about which one at the moment.

"I'm back!" Said Harry shutting the door, going straight up the stairs, leaving his clothes and laptop on his bed.

A quick shower later he sighed, as he got out, he was late for dinner which was going to be ready any second. Getting dressed in his causal clothes, he heard a crash down the stairs, then voices.

"Mum!" Shouted Dudley starting to go down the stairs worried.

"Don't Dudley!" Yelled Harry backing his cousin away, he could see who it was, and knew immediately it was magical people.

"Mum's down there!" Dudley hollered trying to get down there.

"It's too late, come on don't draw attention too us!" Yelled Harry.

Too late Death Eaters were already on their way up the stairs, growling he chucked his cousin in the bedroom. He used every shielding and locking spell he knew on the door before he began packing everything that he had. Shrinking them so they were smaller, shouting for someone while he was at it.

"TIMBLE!"

"What is going on Harry?" Asked Dudley petrified as he could actually see the door getting blasted to splinters.

"Just calm down! Get us out of here" he said to the house elf as soon as he had everything. He was not letting those bastards get anything of his; there was no way. Plus he could not take the chance of leaving letters, with Severus' name on them lying around so they can find them.

'POP' just then the door was blasted apart, he saw an disgusting angry looking man looking stunned before he was whisked away to god knows where.

"Mum, Dad how could you leave them!" Demanded Dudley angrily.

"Because! If I had tried to save them we would have both been DEAD!" yelled Harry angrily at his cousin.

"Master is coming down, I suggest you be quiet both of you" she said softly as she popped away.

"What's happened?" Asked Severus concerned. He had after all told Harry not to contact the house elf unless it was life and death.

"My Aunt and Uncle are dead, Voldemort and the Death Eaters somehow got passed the so called protection on my Aunt's home" said Harry.

"I don't think Dumbledore kept it up once he realized you were a squib, this just proves it" said Severus.

"That's just fucking great isn't it!" Snapped Harry looking out for blood.

"What the fuck are you two talking about? What's a bloody squib?" demanded Dudley totally lost.

"A squib is someone who is normal in a magical family, without any magical powers" said Harry softly.

"What?" Asked Dudley wide eyed.

"He doesn't know?" Asked Severus looking at Harry, as thought he thought the boy was an alien.

"I didn't tell them, none of them I don't know why" said Harry shrugging his shoulders defending himself.

"Dudley there is a wizarding world, people with magical powers you saw me using them. I'm a wizard just like your Aunt Lily was; she died in the hands of an evil wizard, who tried to kill me. As you can see he failed, that was who was down the stairs. Aunt and Uncle were probably way beyond our reach already. They are cruel, sadistic bastards who enjoy hurting and humiliating people," said Harry.

"Yeah right, Harry very funny games over," said Dudley sounding hysterical.

"I'm sorry Harry" said Severus "Obliviate"