DISCLAMER: DON'T OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT THE PLOT

HARRY POTTER AND THE GREEN FLAME TORCH

~CHAPTER 1~

THE ATTACK

As darkness swept across the night skies of Privet Drive the only source of noise came from number four. Yet another argument had broken out between Harry Potter and his Uncle Vernon, Harry doing most of the shouting and his Uncle grunting.

Harry had for the first time this summer came home two minutes late. Or in other words came in just after his Cousin Dudley. Any time Dudley came home was the perfect time and any time after that was good cause for an argument.

"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK UNCLE VERNON, WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHEN TO COME IN." Harry yelled. "IF I HAD THE CHOISE I WOULDN'T BE HERE, ANYWAY IF I WASN'T HERE ALL THREE OF YOU WOULD BE DEAD OR WORKING AS SLAVES FOR VOLDEMORT. HE WOULD GO AFTER ALL MY FAMILY."

Vernon who was shocked by this just grunted furiously, Harry's Aunt Petunia dropped the glass she was holding and sat on the chair closest to her, Dudley whimpered and ran out into the hall.

"WISH YOU WERE THOUGH" He yelled only more softer "THE BOTH OF YOU VERNON AND DUDLEY. AUNT PETUNIA YOU DESERVE A BETTER LIFE, A LIFE WITHOUT HIM, YOU WERE MY MOTHERS SISTER AND I RESPECT THAT. VERNON YOU ARE JUST A GREAT BIG, FAT, HEAVY, BULLUING LUMP AND DUDLEY WELL WHAT CAN I SAY, LIKE FATHER LIKE SON."

And with this he stormed upstairs and locked himself in his room.

As he looked out of his window he noticed that five people with masks were standing with their wands pointed right at him. There were five death eaters outside the house. He heard his aunt screaming down stairs. He heard one of the death eaters shout a spell and saw a speeding red light coming towards him.

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