Chapter Two
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Two weeks had passed since Harry had vowed to defeat Voldemort and had started a journal of spells and curses that he thought would help him in defeating Voldemort.
I can't believe all of the useful spells in my course books that I have overlooked over the years. It just goes to show me how stupid I have been over the years. Along with my course books, the book I received last year from Remus and Sirus, and the books I took from the D.A. room, there are enough things in here to easily prepare me for my fight against Voldemort. Among the books Harry had taken from the D.A. room where:
How To Prefect Curses That Should Be Illegal and (The ones That Are),
The Worst and Most Painful Hexes That Are Know To The Wizarding World,
How to Shield Yourself from Any Spell or Curse,
How to Make Your Magic Be As Powerful As Possible,
How To Teach Yourself To Become an Animagus,
The Most Potent Potions,
How to Aperate, And How to Use It While Fighting
I believe I have learned more in these two weeks then I have in the five years that I have been going to Hogwarts.
"Boy get down here now, or you will not be going to the optometrist to get your new glasses," Uncle Vernon yelled from down stairs.
In a flash Harry was down the stairs and was being confronted by Uncle Vernon. "Now you listen here Boy, the only reason you are getting these new glasses is because my insurance is paying for them, so you will do twice as many chores when you get home, is that understood?"
"Yes Uncle Vernon," Harry said. What Vernon didn't know was that Harry was also planning on buying himself some contacts as well as the new glasses he was receiving from the money he converted back at Gringotts last year.
Forty-five minutes later Harry found himself alone at the eye doctor trying to pick out the new frames for his glasses.
"Excuse me, do you need some help picking out your frames sweetie," asked the clerk that worked the front desk of the optometrist.
"Yeah, actually I have no idea what kind of frames I need, I have never got to choose before, but I can tell you I don't want thick frames like my old ones," Harry smiled as he replied to the office clerk.
"Well lets see you definitely do not want frames like those other ones, but here try these thin lightweight frames here. They will frame you face nicely, and I couldn't help but notice that you have also put in for two pairs of contacts," the lady said.
"Oh yes, I will take these frames, thank you, and I am planning on wearing my clear contacts a majority of the time, and my frames when I am in my common room reading and studying," Harry replied.
"Well what about your blue colored contacts you ordered, when will you wear those, and why on earth would you want to cover up those beautiful emerald eyes you have now," said the lady.
"I am only buying those for some fun, you know, I am quite recognizable with the eye color I have now, and I would like for people to not be able to pick me out so easily by my eyes on occasion," Harry said.
"Okay, well here is your two pair of contacts and glasses, seeing as you are our only patient right now, the doctor was able to finish them in a hurry. I dare say with the new contacts and frames you are going to be fighting the little girls off when they get sight of you," She said.
Harry could feel himself growing warm in the face while he paid for his contacts, and said a quick goodbye to the nice lady at the counter. As Harry walked out of the office he could see his Uncle was turning a dark shade of purple while tapping his fingers on the hood of the overly clean car.
"Get in now," said Uncle Vernon.
Harry knew right away that he was in serious trouble he just was not quite sure how much trouble he was in.
"Yes Uncle Vernon," Harry said.
"Ten minutes, ten minutes you kept me waiting. You will pay for that you little brat. I told you specifically to not keep me waiting, but yet you insist to disobey me. Now you will be dealt with severely," Uncle Vernon said in venomous way.
Harry just gulped and prayed that his uncle would not go to far. So far his uncle had stayed away from his face so that people could not see the marks, but mainly focused on his back with a belt, and punches to his chest and stomach. Only twice had his uncle got careless and struck him in the face.
As Harry walked into the house he new he was in for a beating. As soon as the front door closed he felt a great stinging sensation going across his back, which caused him to wince in surprise.
"Up to your room now you freak," Uncle Vernon said.
As soon as they reached Harry's room, Uncle Vernon unleashed an assault on Harry's back that was more then Harry could take. After about ten hard lashes Harry had silent tears rolling down his face, while he wished Tonks was here holding him and talking softly to him while he continued to endure the pain his uncle was making him go through. After about five more blows which a couple his Uncle slapped across his arms he stopped, and said in a chirpy type voice, "That will teach you to disobey me again." And then left the room. After a couple of minutes of just lying there He slowly curled himself up in a bawl and silently cried himself to sleep wishing he were anywhere but here.
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Two weeks had passed since Harry had vowed to defeat Voldemort and had started a journal of spells and curses that he thought would help him in defeating Voldemort.
I can't believe all of the useful spells in my course books that I have overlooked over the years. It just goes to show me how stupid I have been over the years. Along with my course books, the book I received last year from Remus and Sirus, and the books I took from the D.A. room, there are enough things in here to easily prepare me for my fight against Voldemort. Among the books Harry had taken from the D.A. room where:
How To Prefect Curses That Should Be Illegal and (The ones That Are),
The Worst and Most Painful Hexes That Are Know To The Wizarding World,
How to Shield Yourself from Any Spell or Curse,
How to Make Your Magic Be As Powerful As Possible,
How To Teach Yourself To Become an Animagus,
The Most Potent Potions,
How to Aperate, And How to Use It While Fighting
I believe I have learned more in these two weeks then I have in the five years that I have been going to Hogwarts.
"Boy get down here now, or you will not be going to the optometrist to get your new glasses," Uncle Vernon yelled from down stairs.
In a flash Harry was down the stairs and was being confronted by Uncle Vernon. "Now you listen here Boy, the only reason you are getting these new glasses is because my insurance is paying for them, so you will do twice as many chores when you get home, is that understood?"
"Yes Uncle Vernon," Harry said. What Vernon didn't know was that Harry was also planning on buying himself some contacts as well as the new glasses he was receiving from the money he converted back at Gringotts last year.
Forty-five minutes later Harry found himself alone at the eye doctor trying to pick out the new frames for his glasses.
"Excuse me, do you need some help picking out your frames sweetie," asked the clerk that worked the front desk of the optometrist.
"Yeah, actually I have no idea what kind of frames I need, I have never got to choose before, but I can tell you I don't want thick frames like my old ones," Harry smiled as he replied to the office clerk.
"Well lets see you definitely do not want frames like those other ones, but here try these thin lightweight frames here. They will frame you face nicely, and I couldn't help but notice that you have also put in for two pairs of contacts," the lady said.
"Oh yes, I will take these frames, thank you, and I am planning on wearing my clear contacts a majority of the time, and my frames when I am in my common room reading and studying," Harry replied.
"Well what about your blue colored contacts you ordered, when will you wear those, and why on earth would you want to cover up those beautiful emerald eyes you have now," said the lady.
"I am only buying those for some fun, you know, I am quite recognizable with the eye color I have now, and I would like for people to not be able to pick me out so easily by my eyes on occasion," Harry said.
"Okay, well here is your two pair of contacts and glasses, seeing as you are our only patient right now, the doctor was able to finish them in a hurry. I dare say with the new contacts and frames you are going to be fighting the little girls off when they get sight of you," She said.
Harry could feel himself growing warm in the face while he paid for his contacts, and said a quick goodbye to the nice lady at the counter. As Harry walked out of the office he could see his Uncle was turning a dark shade of purple while tapping his fingers on the hood of the overly clean car.
"Get in now," said Uncle Vernon.
Harry knew right away that he was in serious trouble he just was not quite sure how much trouble he was in.
"Yes Uncle Vernon," Harry said.
"Ten minutes, ten minutes you kept me waiting. You will pay for that you little brat. I told you specifically to not keep me waiting, but yet you insist to disobey me. Now you will be dealt with severely," Uncle Vernon said in venomous way.
Harry just gulped and prayed that his uncle would not go to far. So far his uncle had stayed away from his face so that people could not see the marks, but mainly focused on his back with a belt, and punches to his chest and stomach. Only twice had his uncle got careless and struck him in the face.
As Harry walked into the house he new he was in for a beating. As soon as the front door closed he felt a great stinging sensation going across his back, which caused him to wince in surprise.
"Up to your room now you freak," Uncle Vernon said.
As soon as they reached Harry's room, Uncle Vernon unleashed an assault on Harry's back that was more then Harry could take. After about ten hard lashes Harry had silent tears rolling down his face, while he wished Tonks was here holding him and talking softly to him while he continued to endure the pain his uncle was making him go through. After about five more blows which a couple his Uncle slapped across his arms he stopped, and said in a chirpy type voice, "That will teach you to disobey me again." And then left the room. After a couple of minutes of just lying there He slowly curled himself up in a bawl and silently cried himself to sleep wishing he were anywhere but here.