Chapter 3: The Dursely's wish
They all arrived there at noon; the sun beat down on the roof of the car making it hot and stuffy. As they planned earlier on, Tonks and Mad-Eye would escort Page to the door, and wait outside until they came out. Page was very nervous; she had never met Harry before, and didn't know quite what to say to the Dursely's. Feeling a little anxious she rang the doorbell. A rather large, tall, teenager with blonde hair and a nasty look on his face opened the door. "What do you want?" He said in a grungy voice. Page knew it was Dudley Dursely, Harry's cousin from the sheer size of him. "Are your parents at home, I would like to speak to them? I'm not selling anything, if you wanted to know." Dudley then called for his parents. Soon Mr Dursely, a tall dumpy looking man, stood before her. Making Dudley move behind him, so not to be over heard. "Can I help you?" His tone of voice wasn't polite; still it was better then nothing. "I would like to have a word with you about Harry." These words seem to stun Mr Dursely so much, that he couldn't talk but only goggle at her. A bony horse faced woman came behind Mr Dursely, although you couldn't see much of her was Petunia. "What is it Vernon? Who is she?" She asked Mr Dursely. "She has come about the boy, Petunia." He looked up and down the street, then at Tonks and Mad-Eye, shocked at the sight of them, he ushered Page inside, then slammed the door behind her. Speaking in a trying-to-be-calm voice "What do you want from the boy? Has he been expelled? Is he going to that filth of a prison you have?" Page raised her voice, so that Tonks and Mad-Eye could hear. "No! I have come to take Harry away from you. He needs a better home, then the likes of you can provide. If you want any other information, then I suggest you ask my associates. I am sure they will be happy to answer any question's you have. Where is Harry?" No sooner as she said this, a door had opened upstairs, and a very tall, dark messy haired boy, with a lighting bolt for a scar stood over looking them from the top of the staircase. "I'm Harry, who are you?" He started to descend the stairs, not looking at either of the Dursely's but directly at Page. "I am from the Order Harry, I have come to take you away, from these muggles. Tonks and Mad-Eye are outside waiting for us and Remus is in the car. Have you packed your trunk?" Knowing that this must be a shock for Harry, she smiled. Mr Dursely looked at Harry scathingly "Do you know who this woman is boy?" "No, I don't, but if she knows my friends then why do I have to stay here with you." Harry peered down upon his uncle. "Don't you take that tone with me boy. One more word and you'll end up back in the cupboard, and your filth that you have will be burned into cinders." Mr Dursely spat. Feeling a little agitated Page stepped in. "Harry should not be spoken to like that. He is not a child anymore. He is no longer in your care." She leered at him, although this made to difference. "Care. We don't care about the boy. What ever made you think we did?" Petunia looked around her husband to see who had insulted them. "Shut up! You know what she meant." Harry spat. Everyone was eyeing Harry now. Mr Dursely started to make for the stairs. "That's it, I have warned you boy, and don't you ever talk to your aunt like that again." Page whipped out her wand and pointed it to his chest. "Make one move Dursely and you'll have to have plastic surgery to remove antlers from your body!" She warned dangerously. Mr Dursely looked stunned and hurried back towards his family, moving in front of them to protect them from her. Harry gave a little giggle, only Dudley looked at him and punched his fist in his other hand. Page saw this, and made towards him. "I saw that, are you threatening him, Master Dudley? If you wish to beat Harry I suggest its better that you become a toad, before you do so. By the size of you, Harry might just stand a chance." Dudley, shaken staggered backwards and fell over. "That's a little better, now that we are all calm and quiet, Harry have you packed your trunk?" Harry shook his head then he beckoned her up the stairs, into his bedroom, to help with some of the packing leaving the Dursely's downstairs, horror struck. He had done most of it. Just spell books, and parchment to clear up and other bit and bobs lying around, like pictures of Hedwig his snowy owl and Sirius. "Harry, I am sorry about Sirius, I know you two were really close. I know that no one can replace him, but we want you to be happy. I mean it must be better then living with a bunch of nasty anti-magic muggles like these lot eh?" Page tried to be comforting, and went over and put her arm around him. Knowing that Harry had never known much comfort in his life thought it was better then nothing. "I don't understand something though, the protection spell on me and aunt Petunia was because of my Mum's blood. Are you blood relation on my Mum's side?" Harry looked sad at what he had said, but knew that the question must be answered. "No, I'm not. Through research and other ancient spells, Dumbledore has found a new way to protect you from Voldemort, by your Dad's blood." Page found it hard to talk; it was quite upsetting talking about Harry's parents like this, even though this didn't seem to affect Harry as much. "What about the people in the order do they know, what about Hermione and Ron, are they there?" Harry asked quickly wanting to know more. "Harry I haven't got much time to tell you about that, but I am taking you away from these muggles forever. You wont have to live with them. Dumbledore has found a new home for you to live in." She waved her wand, and made the books and parchment fly and land neatly into the trunk. Looking excited and bouncy Harry went to his Firebolt, and packed it away and picked up Hedwig. Page pointed her wand at his trunk and said "Locomotor trunk" and with that the trunk rose three feet off the ground, and followed them out of his bedroom. "Who am I going to live with? I can't live in London, I have to live with a family member, to keep the protection spell on me." Harry stopped on the top stair looking down at Page. Winking she said "You are going to live in London, with me Harry. I'll tell you more about it in London. This is not to place. Come on." Harry didn't know whether to smile or laugh. But he followed her to the door all the same. The Dursely's hadn't moved from the spot, and nervously looked at them as they made their way towards the door. Harry opened the door turned round and said "Thanks for nothing" and walked out, leaving the door open for Page and his trunk to get by. "You c-cant take the boy, D-dumbledore t-told me n-not to. He s-said he has t-to st-stay with us". Petunia said peering around Mr Dursely's large body. Page smiled and turned to face her, "I am his family now, you made his life a misery here, and I hope you know that. I am a cousin of James Potter, and I have come to take Harry in. The burden Petunia is not upon you or your husbands anymore. It's what you have wanted since Harry got landed on your doorstep isn't it huh? Now you have a Harry free household, you have gotten your wish. You have done your part Petunia, now it's time for us to take over. Goodbye." Page had to get Tonks to help with carrying the trunk out onto the street, just in-case muggle neighbours where looking at them through their clean net curtains. With that Page had shut the door and with that they all headed back to London.
They all arrived there at noon; the sun beat down on the roof of the car making it hot and stuffy. As they planned earlier on, Tonks and Mad-Eye would escort Page to the door, and wait outside until they came out. Page was very nervous; she had never met Harry before, and didn't know quite what to say to the Dursely's. Feeling a little anxious she rang the doorbell. A rather large, tall, teenager with blonde hair and a nasty look on his face opened the door. "What do you want?" He said in a grungy voice. Page knew it was Dudley Dursely, Harry's cousin from the sheer size of him. "Are your parents at home, I would like to speak to them? I'm not selling anything, if you wanted to know." Dudley then called for his parents. Soon Mr Dursely, a tall dumpy looking man, stood before her. Making Dudley move behind him, so not to be over heard. "Can I help you?" His tone of voice wasn't polite; still it was better then nothing. "I would like to have a word with you about Harry." These words seem to stun Mr Dursely so much, that he couldn't talk but only goggle at her. A bony horse faced woman came behind Mr Dursely, although you couldn't see much of her was Petunia. "What is it Vernon? Who is she?" She asked Mr Dursely. "She has come about the boy, Petunia." He looked up and down the street, then at Tonks and Mad-Eye, shocked at the sight of them, he ushered Page inside, then slammed the door behind her. Speaking in a trying-to-be-calm voice "What do you want from the boy? Has he been expelled? Is he going to that filth of a prison you have?" Page raised her voice, so that Tonks and Mad-Eye could hear. "No! I have come to take Harry away from you. He needs a better home, then the likes of you can provide. If you want any other information, then I suggest you ask my associates. I am sure they will be happy to answer any question's you have. Where is Harry?" No sooner as she said this, a door had opened upstairs, and a very tall, dark messy haired boy, with a lighting bolt for a scar stood over looking them from the top of the staircase. "I'm Harry, who are you?" He started to descend the stairs, not looking at either of the Dursely's but directly at Page. "I am from the Order Harry, I have come to take you away, from these muggles. Tonks and Mad-Eye are outside waiting for us and Remus is in the car. Have you packed your trunk?" Knowing that this must be a shock for Harry, she smiled. Mr Dursely looked at Harry scathingly "Do you know who this woman is boy?" "No, I don't, but if she knows my friends then why do I have to stay here with you." Harry peered down upon his uncle. "Don't you take that tone with me boy. One more word and you'll end up back in the cupboard, and your filth that you have will be burned into cinders." Mr Dursely spat. Feeling a little agitated Page stepped in. "Harry should not be spoken to like that. He is not a child anymore. He is no longer in your care." She leered at him, although this made to difference. "Care. We don't care about the boy. What ever made you think we did?" Petunia looked around her husband to see who had insulted them. "Shut up! You know what she meant." Harry spat. Everyone was eyeing Harry now. Mr Dursely started to make for the stairs. "That's it, I have warned you boy, and don't you ever talk to your aunt like that again." Page whipped out her wand and pointed it to his chest. "Make one move Dursely and you'll have to have plastic surgery to remove antlers from your body!" She warned dangerously. Mr Dursely looked stunned and hurried back towards his family, moving in front of them to protect them from her. Harry gave a little giggle, only Dudley looked at him and punched his fist in his other hand. Page saw this, and made towards him. "I saw that, are you threatening him, Master Dudley? If you wish to beat Harry I suggest its better that you become a toad, before you do so. By the size of you, Harry might just stand a chance." Dudley, shaken staggered backwards and fell over. "That's a little better, now that we are all calm and quiet, Harry have you packed your trunk?" Harry shook his head then he beckoned her up the stairs, into his bedroom, to help with some of the packing leaving the Dursely's downstairs, horror struck. He had done most of it. Just spell books, and parchment to clear up and other bit and bobs lying around, like pictures of Hedwig his snowy owl and Sirius. "Harry, I am sorry about Sirius, I know you two were really close. I know that no one can replace him, but we want you to be happy. I mean it must be better then living with a bunch of nasty anti-magic muggles like these lot eh?" Page tried to be comforting, and went over and put her arm around him. Knowing that Harry had never known much comfort in his life thought it was better then nothing. "I don't understand something though, the protection spell on me and aunt Petunia was because of my Mum's blood. Are you blood relation on my Mum's side?" Harry looked sad at what he had said, but knew that the question must be answered. "No, I'm not. Through research and other ancient spells, Dumbledore has found a new way to protect you from Voldemort, by your Dad's blood." Page found it hard to talk; it was quite upsetting talking about Harry's parents like this, even though this didn't seem to affect Harry as much. "What about the people in the order do they know, what about Hermione and Ron, are they there?" Harry asked quickly wanting to know more. "Harry I haven't got much time to tell you about that, but I am taking you away from these muggles forever. You wont have to live with them. Dumbledore has found a new home for you to live in." She waved her wand, and made the books and parchment fly and land neatly into the trunk. Looking excited and bouncy Harry went to his Firebolt, and packed it away and picked up Hedwig. Page pointed her wand at his trunk and said "Locomotor trunk" and with that the trunk rose three feet off the ground, and followed them out of his bedroom. "Who am I going to live with? I can't live in London, I have to live with a family member, to keep the protection spell on me." Harry stopped on the top stair looking down at Page. Winking she said "You are going to live in London, with me Harry. I'll tell you more about it in London. This is not to place. Come on." Harry didn't know whether to smile or laugh. But he followed her to the door all the same. The Dursely's hadn't moved from the spot, and nervously looked at them as they made their way towards the door. Harry opened the door turned round and said "Thanks for nothing" and walked out, leaving the door open for Page and his trunk to get by. "You c-cant take the boy, D-dumbledore t-told me n-not to. He s-said he has t-to st-stay with us". Petunia said peering around Mr Dursely's large body. Page smiled and turned to face her, "I am his family now, you made his life a misery here, and I hope you know that. I am a cousin of James Potter, and I have come to take Harry in. The burden Petunia is not upon you or your husbands anymore. It's what you have wanted since Harry got landed on your doorstep isn't it huh? Now you have a Harry free household, you have gotten your wish. You have done your part Petunia, now it's time for us to take over. Goodbye." Page had to get Tonks to help with carrying the trunk out onto the street, just in-case muggle neighbours where looking at them through their clean net curtains. With that Page had shut the door and with that they all headed back to London.