DISCLAIMER :
I do NOT own Harry Potter and its related characters, names, places, and so on. They belong to J.K.Rowling and hers only, unless she said otherwise.
LEGEND :
{...} - Words in curl brackets are Harry's words to himself
[...] - These are my comments and explanations, if they're needed...
... - These words/names/phrases are made up and I don't own them. My apology if they're similar to anything in the real world
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CHAPTER THREE - THE DURSLEYS
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No voices is heard from the kitchen when Harry enters it, but he sees the Dursleys already been eating their breakfast. Uncle Vernon, seeing Harry, swallowed a whole fried egg without bother to chew it. He drinks his coffee and choked hard, letting some coffee drops to the shining kitchen's floor. Aunt Petunia tries to rub his back while passing a glass of water, but refused by Uncle Vernon with a hard knock on her hand.
The move cause the glass fell and before anyone has the chance to catch it, the glass broke and spilled the water all over the floor. Uncle Vernon glared at Harry as if he's the one who drop the glass, but he didn't say a thing. Aunt Petunia, trembling and with her eyes gleam in tears, starts to pick the pieces of the broken glass and toast it to the trash bag. Uncle Vernon stands up from his chair, grumbling he'll be home late tonight. He taps Dudley's shoulder and walk out from the kitchen. Dudley, like his father, glared at Harry but didn't say a thing.
This is the situation around the Dursleys since Harry got back from Hogwarts. Uncle Vernon refuses to talk to Aunt Petunia about anything. It was her that insists him to take Harry home, even after Uncle Vernon decided not to. After all, he already knew about Voldemort and that he's after Harry. Only an insane person would bring Harry home. Only a freak would do such a thing, he thought. But he's own wife?! How could she betray him?! Harry heard the arguments between his uncle and aunt on the other night after they picked Harry from the station.
"DIDN"T YOU HEAR WHAT THAT FREAK PEOPLE SAID TO ME, PETUNIA?! THEY'RE THREATING OUR LIVES!!! ALL BECAUSE OF HIM!!! I WANT HIM OUT OF OUR HOUSE, YOU HEAR ME? OUT!!!"
"No, please, Vernon, we can't. And please calmed down, or the neighbours would hear you."
"I don't see the reason why not, Petunia! Do you want that killer, Voldemort, came here and kill our Dudley? Or me perhaps? Is that what you want?"
"Oh, of course not, Vernon! Don't be silly. I don't want him here as much as you do, but... we can't kick him out of the house, we just can't."
"Why not, Petunia? Fifteen years I've been wandering why did you take him in? The child of your freaky sister? But you never told me, Petunia and I want an explanation, now"
"You're right, Vernon. We shouldn't take him to our house the other day. But it's too late for that now. We'll just have to bare it and live with him {Wha- I'm the one who should be saying that!}, only for the summers, okay darling?"
"THAT STILL DOESN"T EXPLAIN WHY WE SHOULD KEEP HIM HERE!!!"
"I already told you. I've sealed a pact when I took him. If I break it, then there'll be some consequences for us. Please understand it, Vernon. They'll do anything to keep him in this house, using pacts or threats."
"That's just a reason to scare you off, Petunia. Those people, his kind, they don't have the law behind them. Sure they have a Ministry, but it's nothing compared to ours. Just forget about that pact and let's get rid of him, now!"
"No, Vernon."
"N- No, Petunia?"
"Yes, Vernon, no. I know what this people could do even without the law and you know it too"
"Y- You, you against me, Petunia?! You're DEFENDING THAT FREAK?! HE MUST'VE PUT SOME OF HIS THING ON YOU!!! TELL ME THAT'S WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT!!!"
"Even if it is true, Vernon, he'll stay here for the summer. Now, can we go to sleep? I'm very tired, Vernon. Let's discuss it some other time, shall we?"
Harry didn't hear what Uncle Vernon had to say about it, he already climbed the stairs to his room, not wanted to get caught on hearing the conversations. He could only hear someone slammed the kitchen's table and a woman's cry.
That's a week ago. Now, Uncle Vernon has been working late every night, avoiding any conversation with his wife. He get out of the house early in the morning, and come home late at night. Harry couldn't tell if the condition now is better than what he had while living with the Dursleys for years ago. He doesn't have to face Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia gave him a much better food -not as much as Dudley's though- and Dudley, he's been a very quiet person these days. He's not only avoiding Harry, but also his friends. Is it possible the Dementor's attack had any effect on him? But what kind of bad memories does a spoiled brat like him have? Harry did see Mark Evans rode on Dudley's old bike three days ago when he passed on Mrs. Figg's house. {No, impossible. The bike isn't Dudley's, just the same model. Yeah, he won't be giving his things to a kid that he used to pick on}
Harry finished his breakfast and quickly back to his room. Hedwig's already awake and standing on the table, next to the letters that Harry wrote. Harry ties the letters, each on Hedwig's legs and then off she goes.
I do NOT own Harry Potter and its related characters, names, places, and so on. They belong to J.K.Rowling and hers only, unless she said otherwise.
LEGEND :
{...} - Words in curl brackets are Harry's words to himself
[...] - These are my comments and explanations, if they're needed...
... - These words/names/phrases are made up and I don't own them. My apology if they're similar to anything in the real world
==================================================
CHAPTER THREE - THE DURSLEYS
==================================================
No voices is heard from the kitchen when Harry enters it, but he sees the Dursleys already been eating their breakfast. Uncle Vernon, seeing Harry, swallowed a whole fried egg without bother to chew it. He drinks his coffee and choked hard, letting some coffee drops to the shining kitchen's floor. Aunt Petunia tries to rub his back while passing a glass of water, but refused by Uncle Vernon with a hard knock on her hand.
The move cause the glass fell and before anyone has the chance to catch it, the glass broke and spilled the water all over the floor. Uncle Vernon glared at Harry as if he's the one who drop the glass, but he didn't say a thing. Aunt Petunia, trembling and with her eyes gleam in tears, starts to pick the pieces of the broken glass and toast it to the trash bag. Uncle Vernon stands up from his chair, grumbling he'll be home late tonight. He taps Dudley's shoulder and walk out from the kitchen. Dudley, like his father, glared at Harry but didn't say a thing.
This is the situation around the Dursleys since Harry got back from Hogwarts. Uncle Vernon refuses to talk to Aunt Petunia about anything. It was her that insists him to take Harry home, even after Uncle Vernon decided not to. After all, he already knew about Voldemort and that he's after Harry. Only an insane person would bring Harry home. Only a freak would do such a thing, he thought. But he's own wife?! How could she betray him?! Harry heard the arguments between his uncle and aunt on the other night after they picked Harry from the station.
"DIDN"T YOU HEAR WHAT THAT FREAK PEOPLE SAID TO ME, PETUNIA?! THEY'RE THREATING OUR LIVES!!! ALL BECAUSE OF HIM!!! I WANT HIM OUT OF OUR HOUSE, YOU HEAR ME? OUT!!!"
"No, please, Vernon, we can't. And please calmed down, or the neighbours would hear you."
"I don't see the reason why not, Petunia! Do you want that killer, Voldemort, came here and kill our Dudley? Or me perhaps? Is that what you want?"
"Oh, of course not, Vernon! Don't be silly. I don't want him here as much as you do, but... we can't kick him out of the house, we just can't."
"Why not, Petunia? Fifteen years I've been wandering why did you take him in? The child of your freaky sister? But you never told me, Petunia and I want an explanation, now"
"You're right, Vernon. We shouldn't take him to our house the other day. But it's too late for that now. We'll just have to bare it and live with him {Wha- I'm the one who should be saying that!}, only for the summers, okay darling?"
"THAT STILL DOESN"T EXPLAIN WHY WE SHOULD KEEP HIM HERE!!!"
"I already told you. I've sealed a pact when I took him. If I break it, then there'll be some consequences for us. Please understand it, Vernon. They'll do anything to keep him in this house, using pacts or threats."
"That's just a reason to scare you off, Petunia. Those people, his kind, they don't have the law behind them. Sure they have a Ministry, but it's nothing compared to ours. Just forget about that pact and let's get rid of him, now!"
"No, Vernon."
"N- No, Petunia?"
"Yes, Vernon, no. I know what this people could do even without the law and you know it too"
"Y- You, you against me, Petunia?! You're DEFENDING THAT FREAK?! HE MUST'VE PUT SOME OF HIS THING ON YOU!!! TELL ME THAT'S WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT!!!"
"Even if it is true, Vernon, he'll stay here for the summer. Now, can we go to sleep? I'm very tired, Vernon. Let's discuss it some other time, shall we?"
Harry didn't hear what Uncle Vernon had to say about it, he already climbed the stairs to his room, not wanted to get caught on hearing the conversations. He could only hear someone slammed the kitchen's table and a woman's cry.
That's a week ago. Now, Uncle Vernon has been working late every night, avoiding any conversation with his wife. He get out of the house early in the morning, and come home late at night. Harry couldn't tell if the condition now is better than what he had while living with the Dursleys for years ago. He doesn't have to face Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia gave him a much better food -not as much as Dudley's though- and Dudley, he's been a very quiet person these days. He's not only avoiding Harry, but also his friends. Is it possible the Dementor's attack had any effect on him? But what kind of bad memories does a spoiled brat like him have? Harry did see Mark Evans rode on Dudley's old bike three days ago when he passed on Mrs. Figg's house. {No, impossible. The bike isn't Dudley's, just the same model. Yeah, he won't be giving his things to a kid that he used to pick on}
Harry finished his breakfast and quickly back to his room. Hedwig's already awake and standing on the table, next to the letters that Harry wrote. Harry ties the letters, each on Hedwig's legs and then off she goes.