Chapter 2
Harry couldn't get back to sleep the rest of that night. He didn't know why, but
something puzzled him. He didn't even know what, for that matter. But, when morning
came, he was surprisingly not tired at all. At 8:00, he heard the familiar rapping on his
door.
"Get up, get up now!" squeaked Mrs. Dursley. Oh, yes, thought Harry. Yet
another birthday at the Dursleys'. What joy. BOOOOMMM! Something big and black had just crashed through Harry's window and flew over his head. CRRACCKK! The
shadowy figure had zoomed past Harry and crashed into his bookcase, which was full of
Dudley's broken toys. The thing slid slowly down to the ground, and Dudley's old
TV (which had a footprint in it) fell on top of it.
"Uuuhhhhh," it muttered, sounding just like a person who had just had a TV
dropped on their head. Harry slowly peeked over his bed and prepared himself for what
he was about to find.
Harry couldn't get back to sleep the rest of that night. He didn't know why, but
something puzzled him. He didn't even know what, for that matter. But, when morning
came, he was surprisingly not tired at all. At 8:00, he heard the familiar rapping on his
door.
"Get up, get up now!" squeaked Mrs. Dursley. Oh, yes, thought Harry. Yet
another birthday at the Dursleys'. What joy. BOOOOMMM! Something big and black had just crashed through Harry's window and flew over his head. CRRACCKK! The
shadowy figure had zoomed past Harry and crashed into his bookcase, which was full of
Dudley's broken toys. The thing slid slowly down to the ground, and Dudley's old
TV (which had a footprint in it) fell on top of it.
"Uuuhhhhh," it muttered, sounding just like a person who had just had a TV
dropped on their head. Harry slowly peeked over his bed and prepared himself for what
he was about to find.