Title: Wonders of Science
Chapter One: Hospitals are no fun...
Author: Prophetess of Hearts
Rating: PG-13 , and maybe high PG-13 for later chapters
A.N: Erm, yes I realize I probably had a few mistakes. I also realize that it was a pretty short chapter and that J.K already explained the background...And I thank those that didn't discriminate because of the fact that it was very short, the prologue and just background information. Thank you.
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Looking over the backyard Harry sighed and wished he was anywhere but at 4 Privet Drive, sadly this wish was not to be granted for yet another year. Harry disliked his relatives, this much was obvious and had enough reason. Yet what didn't have any real reason was his relatives pure despisal of him. Not only did they despise him, but they seemed to take great joy in torturing his mind, body and soul.

Summer had started out with being ignored for the most part and being forced into chores for the rest. Yet the summer quickly spiraled into something much worse. You see it was great knowledge that the Dursley's hated any abnormality whether it be simply that a person had magic or that their preferences were slightly deviated from the majority.

Dudley Dursley though had decided to forget just how much his mother and father hated 'freakish' behavior in a spectacular flourish late one Friday night in a dinner conversation.

"So son," Vernon started out as he did every year when Dudley came back from school. "You've grown into a fine boy. I bet you've become quite a ladies man. After all your just like your dear old dad."

"Well, you see Dad about that..." Dudley started in a manner that almost seemed like he was forcing himself to continue. Harry watched in horror, knowing that whatever Dudley continued that sentence with would wind up with himself in a lot of pain, he just hoped Dudley would shut up. It predictably didn't work out that way. "You remember my best friend Peirs?" Dudley asked seeming to get a little more reassured as he went along.

"Yes, strapping go-getter of a lad. What about him?" Vernon asked. After all he didn't see anything wrong with the tone in his sons voice too caught up in having such a fine young boy for a son.

"Well you see Dad, him and I are together." Dudley said in a voice that seemed to say that everything was fine, everything was normal.

Vernon seemed to be ignoring any hints at which might suggest that this was 'abnormal' in any way. After all this was his son, who was raised in normality all except that 'nephew'of his. Harry though knew now beyond a shadow of a doubt that this would be his undoing.

"Together in what Duddli-kins?" Petunia Dursley asked showing that she too was overlooking and praying that this did not mean what it could possibly mean.

"In a relationship mummy-dear. We're a couple." Dudley said patiently. Harry had to admit that Dudley had a lot of guts. Then again it was probably because he knew that whatever the repercussions were of his statement he would not be receiving anything other then a strong talking to. But Harry closed his eyes and braced himself. He knew it would be his end.

Sure enough a few seconds later Petunia's shrill scream could be heard throughout the neighborhood before she promptly fainted. It was Vernon who decided to blame the first person he suspected to be the cause of this. "BOY!" Vernon screamed as he quickly turned a deep purple. "This is YOUR fault! You must have DONE something to Dudley!" He growled out.

"I swear Uncle Vernon! I didn't do anything! You would have got a letter from my school if I had!" Harry said quickly hoping beyond hope that that stopped his uncle's rampage before it started. It wouldn't work, he should have realized that.

"Then it was you flaunting your FREAK behavior that twisted his mind into thinking that this was GOOD, that this was NORMAL!" Vernon growled again.

From Harry's point of view he watched in an odd sort of calm as a vein in his uncle's forehead decided to throb and his uncle's skin started to become so purple that it was an indigo shade. He also watched in slow motion as his uncle's fist came towards his face and hit him squarely in the jaw. A weird crunching noise quickly followed and Harry felt his jaw go almost numb.

It was at this time that Harry's universe seemed to speed back up to normal time and Harry really took in what had happened. His jaw was either unhinged, broken or shattered. Yet harry could do nothing about this as the second after Harry realized this that Vernon had dragged him from the table and proceeded to demonstrate just how much he disproved of two guys being together. And it seemed to Harry that his uncle disapproved of this more then he disapproved of someone having magical abilities. Needless to say this did not bode well for Harry which was proven by him falling unconscious just minutes later before the shocked eyes of Dudley Dursley who just realized the shit that he had caused as he had never seen his father that pissed.

Sometime later Harry regained somewhat consciousness to being thrown out of his uncle's van along with his school trunk and owl. Not to mention one Dudley Dursley who was for the most part unharmed except for the yelling his father was doing saying that he was disowned and that Vernon Dursley no longer had a son before driving away as fast as possible to get away from the two 'freaks'.

This is where Harry blacked out again to the depressed wails of his cousin, who just before harry was blacking out seemed to be regaining control.

An unknown amount of time later Harry awoke to find himself in a room full of white and a sterilized smell in the air. He sighed to himself knowing all too well that he was once again in a hospital and this time it was not because of a Quidditch accident or a battle with Voldemort. No this time it was because of his very own Uncle.