Disclaimer: Read chapter one.

Chapter 3: Kick Ass and a Birthday

Harry had apparated into his room at the Dursley's. So he went back downstairs and placed Dudley's keys on the table and then summoned a pizza from the fridge, and placed it in the oven for a good twenty minutes. As Harry at the pizza, he had a feeling that nothing can stop him today. But as he finished the pizza, he decided to read a book. As he got to the stairs.

"POTTER, GET IN THE BACK YARD!" his uncle sounded pissed.

So Harry headed into the back yard. To find that Dudley was sitting with his Karate pants and shirt on, even though his shirt was to small for his body.

"What to you want," Harry asked stubbornly.

"Dudley owes you something," His uncle grinned and pointed towards the middle of the yard.

"Fine,"Harry sighed, "lets get this over with," as Harry walked towards Dudley and stopped a good ten feet away from him.

"FIGHT!"

Harry and Dudley bowed to eachother and took a fighting stance. Will, Dudley took a street fighting stance, while Harry took the basic karate stance. Harry promised that he would only beat Dudley with defensive attacks only, but he would attack on the offensive only if he had to.

"Come on Harry, hit me," Dudley commanded.

"Why do that, when you can come to me, or are you slow to dodge me," Harry grinned and shifted his feet.

"I can dodge you, that's if you are able to throw a punch, but you are the slow one," Dudley returned the smirk.

"I would love to see you dodge me Dudley, it would be like watching a pig dodge a butcher's knife," Harry laughed.

"Why you..."

Dudley had had enough, and charged at Harry. Harry knew that Dudley wasn't that slow and was shocked when he turned to focus on a larger version of Dudley less then two feet away. Luckily Harry was a hell of a lot faster then his cousin, and by the time Dudley was able to throw a punch, Harry was behind him and trying to choke him. Harry knew that trying to Coke him was pointless because of the size difference, cause with in an instant, Harry was flying through the air. But with a quick adjustment of weight, Harry landed on his feet, and looked at his cousin's face of shock.

'How the fuck?' Dudley thought to himself.

Harry was pissed, and ran at Dudley with as much speed you could. Before Dudley knew it; he had been upper cutted, and had a elbow smashing into his stomach. As Harry grinned at his quickness he decided to spin kick Dudley in the side of the head and sent him flying a few feet near his Uncle.

"Dudley, get up and kick his ass, NOW!" Vernon demanded, as Aunt Petunia screamed.

"How the hell did you get so fast Harry?" Dudley asked while trying to get up.

"I do run every morning, or don't you remember?" Harry was smirking.

"OK, but were did you learn that combo from?" Dudley questioned as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Your movies, you practiced and watched them while i was sitting in the livingroom," Harry lied.

"Oh, then why hit me so fucking hard?" Dudley asked while finding his footing.

"Consider it a few hits of pay back from the times you used me as a fucking punching bag," Harry snared at him.

"GET HIM NOW!"

Dudley decided to listen to his Uncle, before he hit him again for his stupidity, and charged at Harry once more. Harry being at full alert now, was ready. As soon as Dudley threw his punch, Harry dodged it, grabbed his wrist, and locked arms with him, and placed hit foot on Dudley's arm as a guide, and planted ten kicks to the face of his cousin. Then Harry flipped him and put him in an Arm bar lock.

"Do you want to continue Dudley," Harry asked while twisting his arm, but stopped after hearing a pop.

"YES HE DOES, NOW GET UP SON!" Uncle Vernon shouted.

"Dudley can answer for himself," Harry snapped at his Uncle, "now Dudley what do you want to do at this moment?"

"I ... I ... I don't ... know," Dudley was in extreme pain as he answered.

"GET UP NOW! PETUNIA, SHUT THE HELL UP, HE'S FINE!" Uncle Vernon roared at them both.

"WHY DO YOU SHUT THE HELL UP UNCLE VERNON," Harry yelled back.

"Harry, I give, please let go," Dudley whined, and Harry let him go as soon as he asked.

"YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT, YOU CALLED YOURSELF A MAN, I'LL BEAT YOU UNTIL YOU BEG ME TO STOP," Uncle Vernon had gotten up and was now was walking towards Dudley with a glare of death in his eyes.

"Leave him alone," Harry said as he stepped into the path between Uncle Vernon and Dudley, and his face was not noticeable cause the way the sun was hitting him, Harry had a dark look on his face as for you couldn't se his eyes.

"MOVE POTTER, YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BE GOING TO THAT SCHOOL OF YOUR EVER AGAIN, YOU HERE ME. YOUR NEVER GOING TO SEE YOUR FREAKY FRIENDS AGAIN, NEVER. NOW.."

"FUCK YOU!" Harry yelled and with so much hate and so much anger, Harry kicked Uncle Vernon so hard, that he flew back into the living room of the house and watched him tumble over the couch.

"H ... Ha ... Harry," Aunt Petunia whimpered from beside Dudley.

"Tell me Aunt Petunia, how long has Uncle Vernon been beating you and Dudley?" he asked still watching his Uncle in the living room.

"Ever since you left for school the first year," Dudley peeped up.

"Why did you call the police?" Harry question, but was now gazing at a half beaten man stumble in the living room.

"Too afraid," Aunt Petunia squeaked.

"POTTER, I AM GOING TO KILL YOU, AND MAKE YOU WISH THAT YOU MOM AND DAD NEVER DIED. YOU GOING TO PAY FOR HITTING ME YOU FREAK!" Uncle Vernon yelled as he ran for Harry from the living room.

"IF ANYONE IS A FREAK, IT IS YOU!" Harry yelled back, as he ran for his Uncle.

As they ran at each other, Harry was thinking of all the pain that he had caused him. When they met in the middle of the backyard, Harry focused everything to do with his anger and passion, into a kick that blasted his Uncle into the wall of the house, after Harry landed the kick to Uncle Vernon's neck. Uncle Vernon was knocked out from the blow, so he fell from the wall to the ground and hit dirt face first. As Harry looked satisfied that his Uncle wasn't getting up, he walked towards his Aunt and cousin and summoned the portable phone to his hand.

"Aunt Petunia, it is time to stop living in a world of pain," Harry said as he handed her the phone.

"O...OK," Aunt Petunia replied as she took the phone and walked away calling the police.

"Now, Dudley, let me see your arm please," Harry said as he pt his hand out for Dudley.

"Here," Dudley sighed and gave Harry his sore arm, but as soon as Harry took the arm, and shifted it a bit, it was better and the pain was gone, "what did you do?"

"Healed it, but don't tell your mom," Harry whispered.

After about two hours of talking to the police about what happened, Uncle Vernon was taken into police custody, with the charges of assault and battery. It took a little of two days to get used to Uncle Vernon not being there, but Harry was actually happy, cause his aunt was living peacefully now, and Dudley took over his dads business to support his Aunt. Harry had felt tired from the last two days of questions from the muggle press and went to bed early, and yet had another intoxicating dream about Ginny.

"Why in the blood hell am I dream about Ginny every night now?" Harry asked himself as he stirred awake the next morning.

It took Harry until after his three hour run that morning to realize that there were four owls waiting on his bed with packages for him.

"What is it, my birthday?" he asked himself looking at the owls, and then at his calendar, "Bloody hell it is," He laughed at himself for forgetting his own birthday.

After Harry had showered and gotten dressed and did a load of laundry quickly, he walked towards the owls that had the packages.

"Well lets see here," Harry said to himself as he grabbed the first parcel, and recognized Hermione's hand writing, so he opened it.

Dear Harry,

I hope your doing will, and I hope that your aunt and uncle are treating you well. I can't say much in the letter due to the fact that it could be intercepted, so I hope to se you as soon as possible.

With Love,

Hermione.

Harry couldn't help but smile at his friends concern, and opened her present. Inside were two books, one called 2050 Seeker moves, and the other was called; The Best of the Dark Arts vol.1.

"That's Hermione for you," he laughed but was thankful. The next one was from Ron.

Harry,

Hope that your doing well mate. Congratulations on the award, and thanks for saving my dads life. But we can talk about that later considering the fact that someone could be reading owl post, but talk to you soon, and Happy Birthday.

Ron Weasley.

Harry smiled and laughed at what Ron would look like if he was there when he had saved his dad. But inside the gift, was a picture of all of the DA together in the RoR, and there were also individual pictures, Ron Hermione, Neville, Luna, and he couldn't figure out who the last picture was of. Then he realized that she had fiery red hair and purple brown eyes, it was Ginny, and Harry was shocked at the way she had matured into a beautiful women. As soon as he was done looking at the pictures Harry pick up the third gift, and noticed it was from Lupin.

Harry,

I was sure that Sirius would want you to have this, since the other one melted, but I made sure this one doesn't.

Happy Birthday,

Moony

After reading the letter a few times, Harry was curious of what Lupin was talking about, but Harry figured it out as soon as he opened it. Inside was a black leather belt, and a magical hunting knife. It was the same one that he had in his dream. He was actually glad to have it, so he put the belt on, in replace of his old one, and placed the knife's sheath on the back with the knife in it. When Harry looked at the last parcel, he didn't recognize the hand writing at all, but he opened it anyway to see that it was from Ginny.

Harry,

I know that it is probably shocking to see that I am sending you something. But truth be told, all I could think about was you, and your loss. My gift is a two way mirror, so just say my name into it and we can talk.

Love,

Ginny

"Love? That's weird," he sighed and pocketed the mirror for now.

As Harry finished placing the gifts in his trunk, and the pictures in a book, he decided that he was hungry and went down stairs. But on his way down the stairs, he noticed that there was a lot of whispering coming from the kitchen, so he went silently down the rest of the stairs. When he got to the kitchen, and turned on the light.

"SURPRISE!HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!"

"Aunt Petunia, Dudley, Miss Figgs?" Harry was shocked.

"We never really celebrated your birthday because of your uncle," explained Aunt Petunia.

"Cool," was all Harry could say as he sat down.

"Here Harry, this is from all of us, plus some other gifts, but this is the big one," Dudley said and handed Harry a present. As soon as Harry opened it, he was shocked, they had gotten him a laptop.

"Thanks," was all he could say.

They partied and talked about random stuff until around 12:00am, and that's when Harry decided to say good night to them all, and went up stairs to his room with his laptop, only to find that there was another envelope, on his bed.

Harry,

You may leave to the Burrow, or Head Quarters when ever you wish.

A. Dumbledore.

Harry re-read the letter a good ten times, and decided that he was going to stay a while longer before going to see his friends.

A/N: Please review. Oh, and i never really like Uncle vernon so thats why i did it. REVIEW PLEASE!