Chapter 6: Visiting The Dursleys
Dumbledore walked up the path to the Dursleys' house. He was going to see just how bad they were. He knocked on the front door and waited. A minute later, the door opened, revealing a woman.
"Ah, Petunia Dursley, I assume?"
Petunia glared at Dumbledore. "Don't think I don't know who you are," she snapped. 'Get away from here."
"I'm afraid not," said Dumbledore. "Is your husband home?"
Petunia nodded nervously, looking around at the neighboring houses. "Hurry up and get inside before the neighbors see anything abnormal," she snapped. Dumbledore walked into the lounge and sat on the sofa.
"What does your kind want now?" Vernon roared once he came into the room.
"I would like to talk to you about Harry,' said Dumbledore. "How do you like him?"
"He's the sweetest boy in the world," said Vernon. "We love him with all of our hearts."
"Really?" Dumbledore asked, knowing they were lying.
"What? Did he try telling you differently?" Petunia asked.
"In fact, he did," said Dumbledore. "And I must agree with him. What you just told me, Mr. Dursley, is a lie."
Vernon gulped when he saw the glare he was getting. Petunia once told him this old man was the most powerful wizard alive.
"I left Harry in your care hoping you would treat him like one of your own,' said Dumbledore.
"Instead, I find that not only did you convince him that he's a freak, but you are praising him when he cuts. Neither of you are making an effort to help him."
What Vernon did next was probably the most stupid decision of his life. He punched Dumbledore. Dumbledore, however, acted like nothing had happened and took out his wand, vanishing the blood on his cheek and healing the bruising. He turned to the two Dursleys and said, "You two will soon find yourself in trouble with the police. What you've done to Harry will end now. You abused a child, and you just decided that punching me would be acceptable. Your son will be all right, though I'm not sure where he will go. That is for you and the police to sort out. If you ever raise another hand to a child, you will regret meeting me." He quickly left the house, leaving a horrified Petunia and a purple-faced Vernon behind.