The Neverending Harry Potter Story



Chapter 4: Taryn Meets Petunia Dursley
by Amay
Disclaimer: To almost quote someone "If you recognize it, it's not ours."




Ignoring the part about her hair, Harry answered Taryn.

"Alright, I'll help you, but only if you promise me one favor."

"Yippee!" Taryn leaped with joy and practically dragged Harry out the door. Once outside, Taryn continued to drag Harry towards a purple and pink colored, car-sized thing sitting right in the middle of Mrs. Dursley's precious flower garden. Getting back up on his feet and rearranging his glasses on his nose, he could see that the thing was a giant genie lamp. It was a sparkling silver lamp, with just a tint of pink in it, but it was almost completely covered in soft, pink and purple fuzzy stuff which, upon closer inspection, turned out to be feathers. Walking proudly up to it, Taryn threw the cover on the top open and left it bouncing on its hinges. "After you!" Taryn said with a dazzling smile.

Harry wasn't even sure if he wanted to help Taryn with her problem, or if he could, but he saw this as a perfect opportunity to get away from the Dursleys and spend another summer, maybe, with the Weasleys.

"Just a sec, I need to get my stuff." Harry was just about to step back when Taryn grabbed the collar of his shirt and nearly choked him pulling him back.

"Don't worry about that, I can handle it." Pointing to the window of Harry's room, a streak of neon blue light darted in. A moment later, Hedwig and all of Harry's trunks and spellbooks came crashing through the window and landed neatly in a nice row out on the lawn before Harry. The noise of the shattering window also seemed to send Mrs. Dursley rushing outside. Seeing her once gorgeous and charming flowers crushed flat on the ground and perfectly polished window in pieces all over the yard was just too much for her, and she burst into tears.

"You bully!" she screeched at Taryn, quickly advancing towards the genie's lamp, "I'll teach you!" And with that, Mrs. Dursley started ripping furiously at the delicate feathers Taryn had carefully decorated with on her lamp. Horror was drawn on Taryn's face, and it looked as if she, too, was going to burst into tears. Harry had a feeling he knew what was going to happen next. Taryn, human as she looked, went right up the porch steps and was able to rip the door out by the brass doorknob. Mrs. Dursley's mouth opened into a wide "O", and then, rolling her sleeves up...


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Editor's Note

Ooh Cat Fight! hey there, this is lunatyme again. Hope u enjoyed this, the 4th chapter of this story! Let's all give a good, fanfiction.net round of applause to all the authors. ok, now, what will Petunia D. be doin to Taryn? Who knows? Well, Jenny Fa Sull, but that's beside the point. here's some shameless self-promotion, go to http://www.geocities.com/lunatyme and sign the guestbook. hee hee, anyway, review if u like, dislike, whatever! TTFN