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Chapter 2

When Harry awoke the next day he already had a plan floating around his head, the only problem was that it would be risky. Harry new he needed Uncle Vernon's help to complete the plan. His plan was somehow to get Uncle Vernon to drive him to London, and then he could proceed to Diagon Ally.

"How the hell am I going to get the fat git to drive me some where?" thought Harry.

That was the downfall to Harry's plan, getting Vernon to cooperate. He really did not want a repeat performance of last night. Harry for the life of him could not figure out a way around this part of the plan.

While Harry was contemplating different scenarios, he heard his Aunt Petunia calling him to do his chores. Harry, get down here and get your list of chores, his Aunt called. When Harry went down stairs, his Aunt pierced him with a glare worthy of Snape.

"Next time do not dawdle when I am calling you boy", shrieked Aunt Petunia.

"Sorry Aunt Petunia", Harry said through clenched teeth. Thankfully, she did not notice. Harry took the list and got to work on it!

The list was impossible to finish. Buy the time Harry was called back into the house every muscle and bruise on his body ached. When Harry stepped into the house, his Aunt looked at him and started muttering about when "the freaks" were going to come and get him. His Aunt then told him to have a fast bite to eat, told to go upstairs and stay there for the rest of the night. When Harry finally got upstairs, he just collapsed on his bed and did not move for hours.

When he was able to move again it had gotten quite dark out and most of the neighbours houses were dark. While he was looking out the window, Harry thought he saw a piece of an order member under an invisibility cloak, but could not be sure because it happened so fast. He was so mad that they were here to protect him from The Dark Lord, but failed to notice that he needed protection from his family.

As Harry was contemplating his situation, he remembered what his Aunt had said about "the freaks" coming to get himThen a plan just started forming in his head. If he told, the Dursleys that he was "offered" to go to "the freaks" for the rest of the summer and that all he needed was a ride to London because they could not pick him up, he would be free of them.

It was a great plan and in the morning, all he would have to do is figure out some details, just in case they decided to be nosy. With that happy thought, he got ready for bed and was out when his head hit the pillow.

Harry awoke the next morning feeling very good about the day ahead of him. He figured he would tell the Dursleys that the Weasley's did not want to bother them again like last year, so they asked if they could drive him to London where they would pick him up. Knowing how badly they never wanted them in their house again, Harry was sure they would agree. When he finished putting his plan together, he decided to go get washed, and dressed for the day. When finished he started packing.

After packing, the first thing he would need to do is have Hedwig deliver the fake letter. After looking over the letter, he decided it would pass and told Hedwig what to do.

"All right girl now you know what to do", Harry then petted her and she niped him lightly telling him that she understood. Hedwig was to fly outside for a couple of minutes, enough time for Harry to get downstairs. Harry then proceeded downstairs nervous about what he was about to do. The Dursley's were all at the kitchen table having breakfast when Harry entered.

"Start the dishes Harry your Aunt does not have time for them", grumbled Vernon without even looking up.

Harry started the dishes, a couple of minutes later Hedwig came threw the window, and Uncle Vernon yelped as a letter dropped on his head. As Hedwig flew over to him with his letter, Harry had to contain his laughter. Vernon glared up at Harry.

"Why am I getting this freakish mail delivered to me boy", hissed Vernon. "You better not have been kicked out of that school of yours; I don't think I could stand you around all year anymore".

"No sir, I don't think it's that", Harry said dejectedly. "I think it may be from Ron's parents, probably asking if I could spend the rest of summer break with them". "Ron wrote me last week and said he was going to ask, this is probably his reply", Harry said this while holding up his fake letter and a look of innocence on his face.

Vernon tore open the letter praying that it was "the freaks" and that they were going to take Potter. When Vernon was finished reading the letter he looked up at Harry with cold eyes and told him to pack because he was taking him to London.

While Harry was upstairs pretending to pack he thought that it was to easy, he thought that he would at least have to hear about Vernon having to drive him to London. While he was pondering all this, he failed to hear the front door open and close, and his Uncle coming up the stairs.

When he finally did notice how quiet it was it was too late, Vernon was looming behind him.

"Well it looks like I will be getting rid of you this summer boy", whispered Vernon. "You know the rules boy, a word of our fun to anybody and you will be out on the streets with no magic to protect you". Harry's shaking was getting more pronounced the more Vernon whispered threats in his ear.

All of a sudden, the whispering stopped and Harry was spun around and hit square in the stomach. Then kneed in the ribs and thrown into the wall. He knew he couldn't fight back, he also realized that his uncle was only going after parts of his body that could be covered and hidden. Vernon stopped, told him to clean himself up because they were leaving within the hour. Harry did as he was told with no complaint praying that there would be no more beatings until next summer. When he arrived downstairs with his belongings Vernon was waiting for him.

"Let's go I don't have all day, and don't scratch my car with that blasted trunk or you'll pay dearly", was all Vernon said before getting in the car.

Harry was very careful not to scratch the car and as he got in, he couldn't believe he was leaving and that all he got was an easy beating and a few hateful words. All that mattered was he was out of there.

The drive to London was a silent one until they were outside the Leaky Caldron. Vernon turned around and repeated his threats from earlier, then told Harry to get his trunk and get on with it.

As Harry was watching his uncle drive away, he felt more relief and calmness then he had ever felt. He finally felt free.

Thanks to all the reviewers and sorry for the wait.

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