What if Harry's accidental magic in PoA made Aunt Marge explode?
Her great red face started to expand, her tiny eyes bulged, and her mouth stretched too tightly for speech - next second, several buttons had just burst from her tweed jacket and pinged off the walls - she was inflating like a monstrous balloon, her stomach bursting free of her tweed waistband, each of her fingers blowing up like a salami -
But she didn't stop. She grew to the part that her skin started to have trouble stretching over her ballooned self.
"Marge!" Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia yelled in unison, fear etching their faces madly.
Woof! Rasher tugged on Vernon's trouser leg as if saying 'Do something!' But he didn't know what to do so he just sat their slacked mouthed. Harry moved backwards towards the hallway slowly as a stretching noise was heard along with a scream and bang.
"MARGE!" Harry took one last look and saw her bursted into charcoal smithereens. Before he could leg it, Vernon had him pinned against to wall.
" .Back," He said with a dangerous tone he had never heard from him.
"NOW!" He pushed Harry towards the pile of ash which he stared at in shock. His mouth opened and closed. Did he just burst Aunt Marge so she could never come back? Did he just use Reducto without knowing?
"I-I-"
" . .Back." Vernon said deeply. Aunt Petunia and Dudley hid under the table in fear.
"I can't" He knew he would regret saying that, he waited for the blow-
"W-what?" His chins wobbled in confusion.
"I can't" He repeated.
"Get one of your people here and I never want to see you again"
Harry swallowed then ran up to his room packing his trunk quickly with anger, shock and fear overcoming him. What if he never saw his friends again? A group from the Ministry will probably come to arrest him and clear the mess up.
CRACK! A screech was heard and he dragged his trunk downstairs to see about 5 people in the Dining Room. They all had black dress robes on: One had dark mysterious eyes, another with long mousy brown hair and a calm look, an aging stern looking wizard, a tall wizard dirty blond hair, and a dark haired witch with a high posture.
"W-what are you going to do?" Aunt Petunia quivered.
"Don't worry we'll fix this," The mousy haired witch soothed, she turned to the dark haired witch and nodded. The dark haired witch turned around and saw him about to open the door.
"I need to take you someone Harry,"
"Who?" He asked.
"Fudge, don't worry you are not in trouble" She gave him a portkey on which they both held onto, and they swirled into a whirlpool.
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