K so its been a bit, wanted to say please review 200 hits 2 reviews. Wow I know I am not a real gerd englush guy, but geesh at least comment on the general plot. Oh and I know also that I tend to describe stuff a bit too much, but so does JK. Lests just hope mine go places lol. Oh chap 4 and 5 bout 80 and 40 complete respectively but am in the mid of a move so hopefully they be up before I move in a week, after that... enjoy
Harry Potter and the End
Chapter 3 – Home sweet home
Harry was now standing in front of the Dursley's preparing himself for what was about to come. He went up to the door, and without knocking walked right in, he may still be a day early but it was still his "home". The looks on the Dursley's were not even close to what he had expected. Uncle Vernon, instead of the infuriating stare he was expecting, was wearing a more and where have you been boy type of look. Aunt Petunia had a distintly concerned look on her face. And Dudley looked as thought it was Christmas morning and his present was gonna be Harry's verbal, and possibly physical abuse, all summer.
"And where have you been boy?" roared Uncle Vernon once he had time to register that it was indeed Harry who had barged into his normal life yet again.
Harry simply smiled and said, "I had to get a few things for the summer holiday. Don't worry thought I will be out of your hair the whole summer. However, I will be claiming the garage for my summer activities."
"WHAT! And what makes YOU think you can just lay claim to MY garage boy?"
Harry then cooly responded, with just the hint of a smile. "Because in about a month I will be an adult wizard and will be able to use magic freely. Which means that if I can not use the garage as I please, then in a month there won't BE a garage. Also while we are on the subject, if I am abused, verbally or physically, then there will be hell to pay. Are we clear dear uncle? Oh but don't worry I am not as bad as you think, no harm will come to your garage, and no one will know what I am. There will be no magic going on while I am here, UNLESS provoked. There will be 2 martial arts masters who come everyday to train me in combat. And to show my gratitude for your "kindness" over the years for giving me room and board, I will allow Dudley to train with me. Just as long as he keeps his tongue in check and is not a hinderance to my own training."
Vernon's face was then the kind of glossy stare that told Harry he was deep in thought, well as deep as he gets Harry snicked. "Fine boy, so long as you let Dudley train with you, and there is no funny business then I will allow you the use of the garage."
Harry visibly snickered at that while turning to his room and saying, "Good, Dudley when you are down with your show is done please come upstairs. We need to discuss our training schedule. Oh and Uncle Vernon there is going to be a delivery later today, please have them bring everything to my room, except for the order from the Sporting goods store."
And with that he was gone, leaving the Dursley's stunned for the second time that day. Dudley soon decided that whatever show he had been watching, he had forgotten given the commotion that had lasted for most of the show so far decided that he should go see what type of training he was about to get. He even let a smile cross his face when he thought that he might get to spar again Harry and "accidently" hit him a couple of times a bit hard.
Upstairs in Harry's room--
Harry had begun to unpack his trunk. He was rather looking forward to this summer, it would be his lul before the storm of a sort. It was then that Dudley walked into the room. Just from the way he stood and the look on his face you could tell that he had conflicting feelings at the moment. On the one hand his favorite punching bag was home for possibly the last time ever. On the other he was given the chance to train with not one but 2 martial arts masters was deffinately giving his instincts a run for the money.
"So what did you want to tell me about this training. And why are you letting me train with you anyway?"
"Well let me answer your second question first, I am letting you train with me simply because you are strong. And it is because I need to become stronger than I am now that i want you to train with me, and help me to this goal. And as for the training, our schedule is this." Harry then pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and gave it to Dudley. "Just ignore the stuff after dinner, as that is my studies of magic, and no Dudley I am not practicing, just studying it."
8am-9am Breakfast
9am-12pm Hand to Hand Combat training
12pm-1pm Lunch
1pm-4pm Weapons training(ie sword and staff)
4pm-6pm Weight training
6pm-7pm Dinner
7pm-10pm Potion brewing and studying
10pm-12am Review and studying of Animagus preperation, Wandless magic theories, occlumency, and familiar charm review
Rinse and Repeat till July 30
"You know freak this schedule really sucks, I don't see any time worked in here to hang out with my friends. I know you don't have any but some of us like to do things for fun."
"Snide comments like that will only get you kicked out of training with me, remember you are there to HELP me, not taunt me. Besides if you want to do anything with your gang you always have after dinner. Plus look on the bright side by the time you are done with the training you should be able to become one of the best boxers in all of England. Surely you can sacrifice the days of one summer holiday to get that great honor."
It was here that the smirk that Harry was holding back finally showed itself, and he couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Dudley however was just staring slightly upward in a sort of awstruck kind of way. As if he could already see himself up on a podium addressing his hundreds of screaming fans. When Harry saw his look he couldn't help but laugh a little louder thinking to himself those screams were probably less in admiration and more in, "Ah please stop, I already paid you my lunch money." But not to worry, Harry had already worked it out with his new sensai's that while they would be helping Harry to get ready to hurt people, even though he might not want to, they would be helping Dudley learn that even though he might want to, he shouldn't hurt the other people.
And so the following day came ... and went with the basics getting learned, and the new students hopefully learning a little more than just muggle combat. (Harry tried to learn to harness and control his temper, while Dudley, well was slowly changing his bulling ways.) And so it went for a month, and the day before Harry's birthday arrived. Dudley followed Harry up to his room after dinner, but for what reason Harry didn't know. Yes Dudley had changed a great deal in this month, he had even become somewhat of a friend and they were now civil to each other. But the question would be now that the training was complete, and Dudley was free to insult him once again, would he? Either way Harry didn't mind, he had finished brewing all the potions he might need some time ago(though they did take a bit longer to brew not being able to use his wand and all). On top of that Harry was able to now bench press about 115kg(just a little over 250lbs) and Dudley all be it stronger and able to bench about 135kg(300lbs neighborhood) was no match for Harry's quickness and general aptitude for the martial arts.
"Harry, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure duds, what do you want?"
"Well, ah, I just wanted to thank you for letting me go through the training with you. It has helped me realize quite a few things, and I wanted you to know that I have decided not to rejoin my "friends." Instead I am gonna oppose them, thanks to you and our sensai's I have realized that all they are going to get is either a swift kick in the arse or jail time. Neither seem to appeal to me. Also I wanted to give you a birthday present since I know you are leaving tomorrow."
It was then Harry noticed the small package behind Dudley's back. Upon opening it he found a small cell phone, and after a questioning look to Dudley he began to explain.
"After we started training and we stopped trying to kick each other arses my mum pulled me aside and told me what she knew. She said that just before last summer your headmaster approached her about the treatment you got here. She said that after hearing about all you went through since you started H-H-Hogwarts that she would try and help make it easier here. She was the one who helped me get the cell phone, I payed for it, but mum has it paid for from an account that dad wont notice it. She said to tell you that if you ever needed someone to talk, you can call either myself or her. I mean we probably can't help you beat Voldemont or anything with the m-m-magic, but we both agree that there will be things you can use a muggles perspective on. Besides I might even be able to help you tell that female friend of yours how you really feel."
With that and a wink Dudley was gone. My true feelings for a certain female friend, who oh, oh he can't mean Hermione. No he doesn't know that we are just friends, besides Ron and Hermione are together. I mean they are aren't they, I mean I never saw them actually snogging, or anything else a couple would do. But I know they are, right? Oh bloody hell what does it matter, I don't like Hermione. Well I do but its a purely platonic way.
But oh, Hermione. The way he felt when she hugged him, how he always wanted to shield her from harm, and how he wanted to be a better person when he was with her. Ah hell, I can't like Hermione she is my best friend, and possibly going out with my other best friend. Well now I really am confused.
It was at this point that Harry realized that he had just spent the last hour and a half thinking of his two best friends, or more specifically a bushy haired goddess. Wait goddess where did that come from. Oh I am not gonna get anywhere with this.
And so Harry cleared his mind as he had done every night since the attack on Hogwarts and fell into a deep sleep. After all tomorrow was his birthday, he had his apparation test, and he was leaving Pivit Dr. He needed his sleep.