Chapter Twenty
Every boy has his secrets. Harry Potter's secrets, however, aren't quite what you expect.
One is that his relatives keep him in a cupboard, underneath a set of stairs.
Another, is that every couple months, he goes back in time, or off to some futuristic planet, with a young girl and a doctor.
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It started when he turned seven. It was yet another birthday, with no presents, as per usual. And at the end of the day, he would cry himself to sleep, wishing for a normal family.
What he got wasn't exactly normal, but it was better than anything he might have wished for.
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The Dursleys put young Harry to bed. Another year, and the closer he became to turning into a wizard, Petunia knew.
And then – there was an odd noise. A screeching sound, and it was coming from the front hall.
Petunia and Vernon got up and rushed over to the front hall. In the middle of the hall, a brilliant blue box was shimmering in and out of existence. It appeared with a thud, and a young man with a thick chin and a bowtie ran out, unlocked the cupboard, and picked up a sleeping Harry. He carried Harry into the blue box and disappeared. A young girl of fifteen peeked her head out of the box. She spotted the Dursleys and gave them a little wave and a smile. Then she went back in the box, and closed the door behind her.
The box made that noise again, and did the shimmering things as well.
And then it was gone.
And the Dursleys were left, staring aghast, with their mouths wide open.