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'Thinking'
Harry arose earlier than the rest of the household the next morning. He crossed the room to his trunk, he flipped the lid and peered inside. If he remembered correctly, Aconite was highly poisonous, 'yes,' he thought, ' it would serve to be a sufficient poison, and all traces will be gone within three hours of consumption, while the effects (quite painful) would begin five hours later, it really was the perfect crime.
His relatives would be up soon, he had to grab the Aconite, sneak it downstairs and get back to his room before anyone woke up and left theirs. He took his invisibility cloak for good measure. Harry slowly made his way to the door and let it ease open. He crept along the wall to the stairs and tiptoed down, careful to avoid the second step to the bottom that creaks. He had just made his way to the kitchen when he heard the slow moan of his cousins door opening ' Odd,' Harry thought ' he doesn't usually get up until his mother goes up to drag him out of bed.'
Harry knew he was in trouble if Dudley found him out of bed, so he would just sneak back upstairs quietly and close the door silently behind him. With any luck he would make it back to bed before his cousin saw him, but we all know that luck has a habit of showing up late for our hero.
Harry made his way up the stairs as quietly as possible, he looked around cautiously, when he found nothing he crept toward his room and closed the door behind him. He took a step forward, intent on going to his bed and pretending to sleep. He felt something big move behind him so he whipped around to find Dudley with his hand on Harry's arm.
Dudley picked Harry up easily and threw him across the room, onto the bed. "Ok, Freak. You were out of bed when you shouldn't have been, now I get to punish you." Dudley had an evil smirk on his face and Harry got scared. He tries to move, but he was still too sore from last night. Harry panicked, he hadn't prepared for this, he figured his cousin would be dead before he got the chance to try again.
Dudley flipped Harry onto his back, " I want to see your face this time freak." Dudley gave a low laugh at the site of his cousin's scared face. Harry discreetly reached for his knife as Dudley began to undo his pants. He griped the knife tightly and plunged it into his cousin's heart. Dudley cried out in pain and clutched at his chest blood pouring out of the wound and all over him and his cousin.
Harry watched, transfixed as his cousin's blood stained the flimsy sheets he was to sleep on. Dudley dropped to the ground spasming and breathing the last breaths of his life. Harry smiled a dark smile and got off the bed to change his clothes. It's not as if his cousin can see him. He left his room to go make a breakfast to die for, literally.
Harry heard the alarm go off as he left the room, he was half way down the hallway when his aunt came out and went to go wake Dudley up. A few minutes later she came downstairs, "You! Boy, where is my Dudley?" she glared at him when he didn't answer immediately " Well, answer me boy!"
Thinking quickly Harry had to make a plausible story for his aunt, he couldn't very well tell her he was dead now could he? " He went with his friends in the middle of the night Aunt Petunia. He said he would be back sometime tomorrow." Harry hoped his aunt couldn't see through this lie.
"Well, what are you standing around for boy? Make breakfast!" Harry sighed in relief as he realized that his story was safe. He made omelets, bacon, fried tomatoes and toast for breakfast with the aconite in generous proportion, he couldn't afford to have them live through this.
The makeshift family ate silently, and although there were no comments he knew they liked it. Uncle Vernon stood quietly, pecked Aunt Petunia on the cheek and left for work. Aunt Petunia left in a sort of trance to apparently get groceries. Harry smiled to himself as climbed the stairs to his room, it was already starting to take effect.
Harry stepped over his cousin's body to get to his trunk he picked it up which was easy because he put a feather light charm on it before he left for summer last year. He covered his trunk with his invisibility cloak and turned in the radio to listen for a good song, he stopped on a good one and waited for the name of the band.
I'm feeling mean today
Not lost, not blown away
Just irritated and quite hated
Self control breaks down
Why's everything so tame?
I Like my life insane
I'm fabricating and debating
Who I'm gonna kick around
Right now
Can't find a way
To get across the hate
When I see you
Right now
I feel it scratch inside
I want to slash and beat you
Right now
I rip apart the things inside
That excite you
Right now
I can't control myself
I Fucking hate you
I'm feeling cold today
Not hurt just Fucked away
I'm devastated and frustrated
God I feel so bound
So why'd I feel the need?
I think it's time to bleed
I'm gonna cut myself
and watch the blood hit the ground
Right now
Can't find a way
To get across the hate
When I see you
Right now
I feel it scratch inside
I want to slash and beat you
Right now
I rip apart the things inside
That excite you
Right now
I can't control myself
I Fucking hate you
You open your mouth again
I swear I'm gonna break it
You open your mouth again,
Oh God I cannot take it
Shut up, shut up, shut up or I'll Fuck you up
Shut up, shut up, shut up or I'll Fuck you up
Shut up, shut up, shut up or I'll Fuck you up!
Shut up, shut up, shut up or I'll Fuck you up!
Shut up, shut up, shut up or I'll Fuck you up!
Shut up, shut up, shut up or I'll Fuck you up!
Right now
Can't find a way
To get across the hate
When I see you
Right now
I feel it scratch inside
I want to slash and beat you
Right now
I rip apart the things inside
That excite you
Right now
I can't control myself
I Fucking hate you
I Fucking hate you x4
I Fucking hate you (Shut up!) x3
Shut up!
The DJ came on station "Solid new tune from Korn called Right Now…." Harry turned off the radio, "Perfect." He said. With that he headed out the door.
Draco bolted up in his bed, and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead ' Potter was really in for it if they caught him now, but he doubted they would catch him, It's too well covered, they will jus think Death eaters killed his family and kidnapped him. In all the years he thought he knew Potter, he never thought anything he saw was possible, then again, it could have just been a dream, yeah, that's it, a dream" Draco fell back into a deep sleep not to be awoken again until morning.
TBC