Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the books they all belong to J.K Rowling. So far nothing here is mine besides the plot.

A/N: I accept criticism and praise, just don't get too carried away please and this is my first fanfic ever so it might not be great anyway. Thanks for reading this and I hope you enjoy it.

A/N: oh yea before I forget, the chapters I have are too long so I split them up, this is still part of Chapter One so I hope you don't get too confused. And I promise there will be more action as the story keeps going.

Chapter 1: The Unexpected Vacation (part 3)

Harry entered the kitchen to find all three Dursleys at the table. They seemed to have been in deep discussion about something and stopped abruptly when Harry had walked into the kitchen.

"Don't let me disrupt your dear conversation," said Harry and he headed upstairs to his room.

"Wait a second boy," Uncle Vernon called. We might as well have our little chat now as we are all here together and I won't have to repeat anything more than once so clean out your ears boy and listen."

Harry rolled his eyes and took a seat at the table with the rest of the Dursleys and said," Okay whatever, lets just get this over with."

Uncle Vernon glared at him, and said," Don't you dare speak to me with that tone boy. We allowed you to stay in our house after all the trouble you've caused for us and the potential danger that you are bringing upon this family. I will not have that tone come out of your ungrateful mouth."

Harry bit back the retort he was longing to slap in Uncle Vernon's face.

Slightly relieved that he had been able to get his anger out on Harry, uncle Vernon continued," Your cousin and I are going on a father-son trip. We will be spending a week in the mountains. Your aunt has had the grace to stay here and keep an eye on you."

Harry's heart leapt at this wonderful news. His uncle and cousin would be gone for one week. He wouldn't have to deal with them for an entire week! His aunt was less likely to bother him as much and she had some understanding of the magical world as she had shown him, his uncle and his cousin last summer.

" Now listen closely, you will be on your best behavior with your aunt. You will listen to her and respect her. If anything happens to her you will be in for it, I'm warning you. And you better cut the funny business. I don't want to see you leave the house with that stick and your schoolbooks or else I will lock them in the cupboard," his uncle said.

Harry said," Er, no thanks I think I will keep my wand with me wherever I go."

Uncle Vernon's face turned an ugly shade of puce and he said," SILENCE. I do not want those words spoken under this roof-"

"Oh then shall we take this conversation outside because then I won't have to speak them under your roof, I can speak them freely. You know what, if you don't want me to carry my wand around then fine, but don't say I never told you so. You think that Voldemort is gone just because I spent another year at Hogwarts. WELL GUESS AGAIN! He's still here and more powerful than ever. He's not afraid to come out and kill anyone. Do you think he is going to wait for me to defend myself? Of course not! He'll kill anyone who gets in the way the slightest bit. I need to protect myself and her," Harry said pointing a shaking finger at his aunt.

Uncle Vernon stood thunderstruck for a minute before he found his voice again," Fine keep your ruddy wand, but you better not step out of line. I will not tolerate it and she most certainly will not either."

"Yes Uncle Vernon," answered Harry starting to become annoyed by his uncle's ignorance of the magical world and the fact that the darkest wizard of all time was now back.

Then Uncle Vernon turned to his wife and said," Petunia dear, the phone number for the hotel is in this envelope. Call if you need anything or something happens," his finished eyeing Harry. "Dudley and I are planning to leave in about an hour."

"Remember boy, none of those ruddy people you know should be around here. We don't want people to get the wrong idea so just keep in touch with those -those -er-people. "

"Okay Vernon, make sure my Ickle Diddykins keeps warm," Aunt Petunia said, then turning to Dudley she said," Dudders why don't you go on up to your room and make sure you have everything you need."

"Sure mum," Dudley replied and went up the stairs and into his room.

A/N: Thanks to High Imperator for reviewing. A/N: Please review because I don't know if I should continue with this story or not. I'm going to wait until I get at least 7 more reviews to continue. Thanks for reading