Note: These characters aren't mine.
Chapter 3: The Unpleasant Argument
Harry placed his birthday presents and cards on his shelf where his lamp sat. Harry lay down on his bed. He once again closed his eyes. He couldn't imagine how quickly happiness can just burst out of a person right after they just said that you hated your life. Harry dazed into a pleasant sleep.
He woke up the next morning to find that Errol had already gone back to the Weasleys. Hedwig was perched on her cage and there was owl poop on the bookshelves. "HEDWIG! What happened?" Harry exclaimed. Hedwig chirped happily. "How much did you eat last night?"
Frustrated on what Hedwig had done, Harry decided to clean his room for once. He started with Hedwig's litter. He went to his bookshelf and took a rag out of his pocket and started to clean. Harry sang, "Scrub, scrub, scrub, I'm cleaning!" It seems that Harry was feeling unusually happy today. He then started cleaning out his trunk, which was full of his schoolbooks, three sets of unfolded robes, his wand, two quills, a bottle of ink, several pieces of parchment and a small bag of Wizarding money. His Firebolt lay beside his trunk in a corner. He dumped everything on his bed and started organizing it. He took all his schoolbooks and put it one pile and did the same thing with the other stuff in his trunk, he also tried polishing or at least wiping them. Finally after half an hour organizing his trunk, he then wiped and polished the trunk itself. The rag he's been using was already very dirty. He then decided to go downstairs to the kitchen and wash it out.
He turned the doorknob and saw Dudley coming out of his room. Dudley said, "Hi." In a very quiet voice and sprinted quickly downstairs. Harry followed him until Dudley reached the entrance of the kitchen. The Dursleys' kitchen was really different compared to Harry's room. It was well organized and kept polished at all times. The kitchen was deserted and Aunt Petunia was in her garden watering her plants. Harry reached for the faucet then suddenly a great bang that sounded like a trashcan that crashed on the sidewalk. It caught Harry's attention immediately. He looked out of the window to find nothing in sight except for number six's dog chasing an orange cat. "That was weird." Harry said to himself. Harry continued to wash the dirty rag. When he finished he went up the stairs and back to his bedroom. He began to clean his whole bedroom. Hedwig was in flight outside.
He finally finished within an hour. It was half past eleven. He knew he had to do chores in later in the afternoon due to his deal with the Dursleys - Harry and the Dursleys made a deal because the Dursleys were afraid of the threat that Lupin, Moody, Tonks and the Weasleys stated to them right after Harry un-boarded the Hogwarts Express. The deal was, Harry would only receive chores during the afternoon, from 12:30 noon to 6:00pm and will have the rest of the time free. He will also eat anytime he wants and can get food from the refrigerator how often he wants too. Harry was very pleased with the Dursleys' decision and accepted it.
Harry's stomach grumbled and he went downstairs to eat. When he got to the landing he saw the Dursleys eating lunch too. He sat down in a chair next to Dudley and reached out for his plate and started to pour some food down on it. None of the Dursleys made a single peep. Harry enjoyed the silence and ate as much as he wanted though he didn't eat very, very much.
Aunt petunia told him to wash the plates for a start in his chores. He did about five to ten small chores a day. It finally reached 6:00 pm. He was trimming the plants when Aunt Petunia called him in and she said, "Dinner will be served around 7:00 pm. Come down if you must." Harry solemnly said, "Okay, thanks Aunt Petunia." She walked back to the kitchen.
Harry went back upstairs. His neck was aching but he didn't' mind. It was 6:15. He looked around his bedroom, "Wow! Never knew my room would be this clean."
Harry thought back what he said to Aunt Petunia, "Okay, THANKS Aunt Petunia." Since when was the last time he said, "THANKS" to one of the Dursleys? "Hey, at least one problem has lessened in my collection of problems in my life." Suddenly Hedwig came into sight at Harry's window. He opened it and saw that Hedwig had a parcel on his leg. He took it out and read,
Harry,
Hope you're all right. Two members of the Order will come and get you there on July 3, in late afternoon. Please inform the Dursleys of your departure. You'll here more information when they're there.
Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody
"Okay! Now I don't have to worry about how to get to Diagon Alley." Harry was so happy the day he got the letter. He gave Hedwig some birdseeds in her cage and told her, "Now Hedwig, DO NOT litter on the bookshelf again, okay? I'll be going down to dinner and I'll try to save you some scraps. Fare thee well."
Harry went downstairs and sat next Uncle Vernon this time. The dinner was mash potatoes and beef. Once again the Dursley family was silent. Harry felt so happy that he decided to break the silence and start talking among the Dursleys. "So, Uncle Vernon, how's your company going?" Harry asked Uncle Vernon excitedly. Uncle Vernon replied, "Er. Fine, okay, business is going well. Why are you asking?" Harry thought that it's bad enough that he had to stay with the Dursleys but they were really getting along fine and Harry wanted the relationship to be better so he won't have to struggle so many things. So, Harry said, "Okay, do you really want to know? It's because for the past fifteen years you treated me like crud and now suddenly you're treating me better. Is it because of the threat that the members of the order said? Forget about it! Thanks for treating me fairly and equal. I want myself to be treated as a family member in this household. Aunt Petunia, it doesn't matter now that you loathed your sister so much. Isn't it a gift to have at least another child to take care of, besides Dudley? You can at least treat me pleasantly and not tell me that I'm a wizard until the day comes. Uncle Vernon, isn't it good to know that when you have taught Dudley something that is worth it and you enjoyed it you can teach it again and share the glorious moments and fun that you had shared with Dudley to me? All these years, all these years, I had so many dreadful moments with you. Yes, you accepted me into your household but did you accept me as part of your family? Instead of bringing nothing after each year I'd actually bring something that this family would actually enjoy. When I'm a fully trained wizard I can always help around the house by using magic. But do you think that'll happen? Not with my whole life being a dreadful, miserable, useless thing because of you."
Chapter 3: The Unpleasant Argument
Harry placed his birthday presents and cards on his shelf where his lamp sat. Harry lay down on his bed. He once again closed his eyes. He couldn't imagine how quickly happiness can just burst out of a person right after they just said that you hated your life. Harry dazed into a pleasant sleep.
He woke up the next morning to find that Errol had already gone back to the Weasleys. Hedwig was perched on her cage and there was owl poop on the bookshelves. "HEDWIG! What happened?" Harry exclaimed. Hedwig chirped happily. "How much did you eat last night?"
Frustrated on what Hedwig had done, Harry decided to clean his room for once. He started with Hedwig's litter. He went to his bookshelf and took a rag out of his pocket and started to clean. Harry sang, "Scrub, scrub, scrub, I'm cleaning!" It seems that Harry was feeling unusually happy today. He then started cleaning out his trunk, which was full of his schoolbooks, three sets of unfolded robes, his wand, two quills, a bottle of ink, several pieces of parchment and a small bag of Wizarding money. His Firebolt lay beside his trunk in a corner. He dumped everything on his bed and started organizing it. He took all his schoolbooks and put it one pile and did the same thing with the other stuff in his trunk, he also tried polishing or at least wiping them. Finally after half an hour organizing his trunk, he then wiped and polished the trunk itself. The rag he's been using was already very dirty. He then decided to go downstairs to the kitchen and wash it out.
He turned the doorknob and saw Dudley coming out of his room. Dudley said, "Hi." In a very quiet voice and sprinted quickly downstairs. Harry followed him until Dudley reached the entrance of the kitchen. The Dursleys' kitchen was really different compared to Harry's room. It was well organized and kept polished at all times. The kitchen was deserted and Aunt Petunia was in her garden watering her plants. Harry reached for the faucet then suddenly a great bang that sounded like a trashcan that crashed on the sidewalk. It caught Harry's attention immediately. He looked out of the window to find nothing in sight except for number six's dog chasing an orange cat. "That was weird." Harry said to himself. Harry continued to wash the dirty rag. When he finished he went up the stairs and back to his bedroom. He began to clean his whole bedroom. Hedwig was in flight outside.
He finally finished within an hour. It was half past eleven. He knew he had to do chores in later in the afternoon due to his deal with the Dursleys - Harry and the Dursleys made a deal because the Dursleys were afraid of the threat that Lupin, Moody, Tonks and the Weasleys stated to them right after Harry un-boarded the Hogwarts Express. The deal was, Harry would only receive chores during the afternoon, from 12:30 noon to 6:00pm and will have the rest of the time free. He will also eat anytime he wants and can get food from the refrigerator how often he wants too. Harry was very pleased with the Dursleys' decision and accepted it.
Harry's stomach grumbled and he went downstairs to eat. When he got to the landing he saw the Dursleys eating lunch too. He sat down in a chair next to Dudley and reached out for his plate and started to pour some food down on it. None of the Dursleys made a single peep. Harry enjoyed the silence and ate as much as he wanted though he didn't eat very, very much.
Aunt petunia told him to wash the plates for a start in his chores. He did about five to ten small chores a day. It finally reached 6:00 pm. He was trimming the plants when Aunt Petunia called him in and she said, "Dinner will be served around 7:00 pm. Come down if you must." Harry solemnly said, "Okay, thanks Aunt Petunia." She walked back to the kitchen.
Harry went back upstairs. His neck was aching but he didn't' mind. It was 6:15. He looked around his bedroom, "Wow! Never knew my room would be this clean."
Harry thought back what he said to Aunt Petunia, "Okay, THANKS Aunt Petunia." Since when was the last time he said, "THANKS" to one of the Dursleys? "Hey, at least one problem has lessened in my collection of problems in my life." Suddenly Hedwig came into sight at Harry's window. He opened it and saw that Hedwig had a parcel on his leg. He took it out and read,
Harry,
Hope you're all right. Two members of the Order will come and get you there on July 3, in late afternoon. Please inform the Dursleys of your departure. You'll here more information when they're there.
Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody
"Okay! Now I don't have to worry about how to get to Diagon Alley." Harry was so happy the day he got the letter. He gave Hedwig some birdseeds in her cage and told her, "Now Hedwig, DO NOT litter on the bookshelf again, okay? I'll be going down to dinner and I'll try to save you some scraps. Fare thee well."
Harry went downstairs and sat next Uncle Vernon this time. The dinner was mash potatoes and beef. Once again the Dursley family was silent. Harry felt so happy that he decided to break the silence and start talking among the Dursleys. "So, Uncle Vernon, how's your company going?" Harry asked Uncle Vernon excitedly. Uncle Vernon replied, "Er. Fine, okay, business is going well. Why are you asking?" Harry thought that it's bad enough that he had to stay with the Dursleys but they were really getting along fine and Harry wanted the relationship to be better so he won't have to struggle so many things. So, Harry said, "Okay, do you really want to know? It's because for the past fifteen years you treated me like crud and now suddenly you're treating me better. Is it because of the threat that the members of the order said? Forget about it! Thanks for treating me fairly and equal. I want myself to be treated as a family member in this household. Aunt Petunia, it doesn't matter now that you loathed your sister so much. Isn't it a gift to have at least another child to take care of, besides Dudley? You can at least treat me pleasantly and not tell me that I'm a wizard until the day comes. Uncle Vernon, isn't it good to know that when you have taught Dudley something that is worth it and you enjoyed it you can teach it again and share the glorious moments and fun that you had shared with Dudley to me? All these years, all these years, I had so many dreadful moments with you. Yes, you accepted me into your household but did you accept me as part of your family? Instead of bringing nothing after each year I'd actually bring something that this family would actually enjoy. When I'm a fully trained wizard I can always help around the house by using magic. But do you think that'll happen? Not with my whole life being a dreadful, miserable, useless thing because of you."