CHAPTER FOUR: Harry's in trouble!
"MUM, DAD, HARRY DID SOMETHING BAD AT SCHOOL!" Dudley yelled as soon as they got home. Uncle Vernon barged into the room, looking livid.
"What'd you do, boy!" he growled.
"He made all the sprinklers on the ceiling go off!" Dudley announced triumphantly. Uncle Vernon's face turned scarlet and he picked Harry up by the hair.
"HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE TO TELL YOU, BOY! NO-ONE-MUST-KNOW!" Disgusted, Uncle Vernon opened the cupboard under the stairs and threw Harry in as though he were nothing more than a bag of flour, rather than a six-year-old boy.
"I didn't do it on purpose, honestly!" Harry called through the door as Vernon locked it, his eyes beginning to fill with tears.
"No meals for three days, got it Potter?" snarled Uncle Vernon through the door. He locked the door and walked away. Harry could hear Dudley prancing up the stairs, taking care to make as much noise as he could as he sand "Harry's in trouble! Harry's in trouble!" Harry dropped onto his cot and cried. Why did these things keep happening? Why was he the one blamed every time? Why were the Dursleys so cruel to him? Why! Why! Why!
A/N: Sorry it's extremely short, but I'll update soon