Chapter 5

Three weeks later Harry is in his room doing homework and a chemistry assignment, while making notes on his chemistry assignment he hears a knock at the door. Sighing in annoyance he gets up to answer the door to tell whoever is to piss off, thinking it is his cousin who has been staying over but it was his father.

"Err hey Dad" says harry.

"You were about to curse weren't you young man" questions Tom sternly.

"No, I mean yes Dad I thought it was Andrew he has been getting on my nerves asking me every five minutes if I am done yet with my chemistry homework"

"What have I told you about swearing; anyway I came to tell you for the last time to go do your chores. Why do I always have to tell you to do it?" says Tom in exasperation.

"Ok Dad. Can I finish this bit of homework first though?" asks Harry.

"No, go do your chores first or they won't get done. You have to put the washing in and hoover the living room"

Harry goes out of his room muttering but goes to do his chores totally forgetting to ward his door; little did he know he would regret it later. He puts the washing in, gets the hoover out to clean the living room and then goes back upstairs to do his assignment. Going into his room he sees his assignment is missing, remembers he didn't ward his door and goes to find Andrew. Immediately starts yelling at him.

"Where is my chemistry homework? Give it back now!" yells Harry, fuming.

"I haven't got it!" yelled Andrew.

Without thinking, Harry punches Andrew and before they know it they are both rolling on the floor. Both boys are punching and kicking each other until they roll into a pair of legs, looking up they see Tom standing there.

"What the hell is going on here!" asks Tom angrily.

They both get up and stand there with their heads down knowing they are in a lot of trouble. Harry knows for sure he is in trouble with his dad as he has been on thin ice lately.

"Well! I want an explanation! Now!" demands Tom.

"Dad, I finished my chores and went upstairs to finish my homework but found it missing so I went to Andrew to ask where it was. I got frustrated and punched him because he wouldn't give it back." whines Harry trying to get out of trouble.

"You mean you assumed I took it then punched me!" shouted Andrew

"ENOUGH! You are both in the wrong Harry did you even call Dobby to ask where your work is. Did you even look in your desk draw? No… you just assumed and recklessly jumped in as usual, you never think anything through before doing it."

"Why is everything always my fucking fault?" snapped Harry annoyed that he is the only one being shouted at.

"Watch your mouth young man and the reason it is your fault is because you didn't check before assuming and started a fight. You can just take yourself to your room for the rest of the day and Andrew you can go to your room for an hour." replies Tom sternly with a warning tone to his son.

Harry goes to his room grumbling and takes his shirt off and throws it into the dirty basket before he looks in the draw for his homework. When he finds it he pulls it out and starts working on it again still grumbling about how unfair his life is. When his phone rings he answers it.

"Hello, oh hi Jess. No I can't come over I got into a fight with my cousin and have been put under room arrest, alright see you later, bye." he says as he hangs up the phone and goes back to work. Giving up half an hour later bored and frustrated as he can't experiment as he can't get into the lab.

Two hours later Harry is sitting on his bed still trying to think how he can get into his precious lab, when the clock ticks again, ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! Fed up with the bloody ticking he pulls the clock off the wall opens his door and throws it down the stairs hitting his Dad with it as he is coming up the stairs. Quickly running into his room he barricades his door with wards so his Dad can't get to him.

"HARRISON THOMAS RIDDLE! OPEN THIS DOOR! NOW YOU HAVE UNTIL I COUNT TO FIVE….ONE" Yells Tom through the door.

Harry really didn't want to open the door but knew what would happen if his Dad got to five, everything fun in his room would be gone and then he really would be in a world of boredom. Mumbling about how unfair life was he opened the door and dropped the wards.

Tom pointed for Harry to go into his room before going in. He drops the clock on the desk. "How dare you throw something down the stairs then run when it hits someone. You were on thin ice, well young man you just sunk because there is no ice left to skate on. You will stay in this room until further notice apart from going to the bathroom or eating. You will be in here and I am taking anything you can have fun with. Nothing else seems to work so we will try this, give me your phone" demands Tom.

"What! No way Dad! What about my lab?" moans Harry.

"Your lab has gone; you no longer have the privilege of having a lab in this house. Until you start behaving you can say goodbye to everything now… phone, give it to me"

Harry took his phone out his pocket and slammed it into his father's hand and then threw himself face down on his bed.

"It's your own fault you are in this mess, you will get it all back when you behave." explains Tom while he packed everything up before telling Dobby to move it to the attic and put wards up around the lab so his son can't get in.

A/N: hope you enjoy this chapter happy Christmas everyone R&R