Chapter 5
A.N. this fic will definitely have a sequel, and might turn into an A.U. There will be, (in future chapters, that is) original characters, and (I realized I left this out) Everything recognizable belongs to J. K. Rowling THE WORLD'S GREATEST AUTHOR!!!!! (Daemion in the last chapter was mine).
Aunt Petunia & Uncle Vernon. . . Will It Work???
~Late that night~
Harry took out his wand. He was focusing on aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon tonight. He was going to make them do it together. Just then realized he had lost the book the spell was in. 'Oh well, I remember it' he thought confidently.
"Gratium Puto, aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon, Third Task!"
The spell was very intense. So intense that he plunged down on the floor and completely forgot about the spell and the book it was in…
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Vernon and Petunia Dursley toppled over one another as they landed on the overgrown Quidditch field.
In front of them was Harry.
"Boy! Where are we??" Vernon roared.
"Stupid muggle, he can't hear you," an evil-sounding voice said.
"Oh…my…gosh…. A ghost!" Petunia shrieked.
"I'm a shadow, not a ghost," he spat out the last word 'ghost with relish.
"Well, who are you?" Vernon asked.
"Salzar Slytherin."
"Okay, where are we??" Vernon asked.
"The night of the Third Task at Hogwarts," Slytherin said.
"Potter. . ." Vernon growled, "I'll get him for this."
"Good for you, now WATCH!!" Slytherin demanded.
"Fine," Vernon muttered as a swirl of color came upon them.
Vernon watched but didn't get the full throttle of it. He just sat there and nearly drooled with boredom, giving a slight jump at the less-than-normal-pain of the Crutatious Curse and finally… it ended.
"That was a complete waste of time!" Vernon yelled.
Petunia nodded firmly.
Slytherin sighed, "Well good riddance. . . I would expect the boy's relatives would at least feel a little bit bad for him."
Vernon floated down to his bed and abruptly woke up.
"POTTER!!!!!!!!" he roared.
Harry didn't answer.
Vernon went into Harry's room and found him unconscious on the floor.
"WAKE UP POTTER. . . NOW!!!" he roared. Dudley waddled in.
"What's going on??" Dudley and Harry asked at the same time.
"YOU CAST A SPELL ON ME AND PETUNIA!!"
"I know," Dudley said, "He did it to me too,"
"WHAT??" Vernon roared.
"I did," Harry mumbled weakly, trying to get up.
"If there is a way to erase memories, do it to Dudley…NOW!" Vernon roared again
Harry took out his wand and said, "Obivitate!" to Dudley. His eyes rolled into his head and he fell.
"Good, now. . . GET OUT!" he pointed towards the front door.
Harry ran downstairs and wrenched open the cupboard and found his stuff. He grabbed it and went to retrieve Hedwig.
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Harry ran to the house next door and stuck out his wand hand. The Knight Bus halted to a stop in front of him. The door opened, and Stan Shunpike stepped out, took one look at him, and went back inside and the Knight Bus sped away.
Harry knew everyone thought he was a murderer now. He took out his wand and got out his Firebolt and Invisibility Cloak. He then bewitched his trunk to be feather-light and conjured some rope to tie his trunk onto his broomstick. He then made sure no one could see him and took off into the night.
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Don't worry, Harry won't need to go back to the Dursleys ever again. In fact those were the last words uncle Vernon will ever say to him. I'll give you one fact…he doesn't die. But you'll have to read the whole story to find out what happens.
Reviewers. . .
Gabriella (Jam3x15@cs.com): I will, Thanks!!
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Shdurrani: sorry, it's just odd, I will
Gabriella (again): yup! Thanks!
HI: I hope you don't feel too bad since he wiped his memory
Hi: don't worry, we all feel that way, so no, your not hopeless (I almost was going to do that too. . . ; ) =)
Kat: Thanks, I will.
I'm going to see HP COS. on Friday. . . I'm going to see HP COS. on Friday. . . I can't wait!! (Lucky British already saw it)
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