Back to the Incredibly and Amazingly Pov House
The next day the Weasel's were supposed to come and pick Horry up at five o'clock. But they were really pov, and didn't have a clock, or a calendar so they were two hours and three weeks late. The Dursley's were not happy.
"I hope they're dressed normally. I've seen what your lot can dress like," said Uncle Venom. "Cross-dressers," he added. Horry frowned; he didn't think that the Weasel's had any muggle clothes. Then he realised that Uncle Venom was going to hate them anyway, so at least if they look like runaways from the Mardi Gras he'll have a reason.
"They must think that if they're late they'll get invited for tea," Aunt Peculiar said. Horry thought that she was probably right, the Weasel's didn't have much money so they wouldn't pass up a free meal.
The next year the Weasels came to pick up Horry, demolishing half the house in the process. For some reason the Dursley's weren't too happy about that. Then Gred and Forge Weasel gave Dudley some toffee, which he ate, despite the fact that he'd already suffered two heart attacks and an embolism that day. The toffee made his tongue grow and grow until it choked him and he died, but like, who cares? Horry tried to stay behind and watch Dudley die, but the Dursley's were throwing things at him, and it was only a matter of time before they found the rifle.
Horry jumped into some fire and burst into flames. He screamed and screamed and screamed, and finally someone took him to the hospital. Horry had third degree burns all over his body. So they gave him some concealer to cover them up and sent him merrily on his way. Horry went to the Incredibly and Amazingly Pov House, which was still incredibly and amazingly pov.