Chapter 4. The escape of his youth

Harry sat down and Sell and Yazz joined him.

'Oh… Good morning.' Vernon's face changed that swiftly, that it even scared them.

'Good morning, sir.' They answered politely.

Petunia suddenly also entered the room and saw the awkward scene happening between her husband and her hated nephew.

'What are you all doing up so early?' She asked surprised.

Early? It's 8 o'clock! Yazz thought.

Back at their old school, they had to be up at all times at 7 o'clock.

That would be good for their discipline, they were told. Even in weekends and the holidays for those who stay behind.

'We've been to the police, ma'am.' Sell lied smoothly.

'The police?'

'Yes, sir. We reported that we've been mugged and they made a report.'

There was a thundering silence for a second and then Harry got up and said he was going to prepare breakfast.

His aunt and uncle didn't even move and Sell felt how the anger was rising again in her body.

Harry had been away all night, he obviously had problems and there, his own blood, didn't do a thing about it?

Didn't say a thing, but just let him work for their pleasure?

She couldn't stand it and suddenly she too got up and went to the kitchen, before anyone could say anything.

Yazz followed her immediately.

'Harry,' Sell spook the moment they entered the kitchen. Yazz came behind and didn't even bother closing the door properly. She too was outrageous.

'Why are you letting you being put down like that?'

Harry looked round, he just putted a pan on the fire. He was preparing eggs.

'Like what?' Harry said, as if he didn't knew what she was talking about.

Vernon and Petunia came closer towards the kitchen, trying to overhear their conversation.

'Like what? Like that! Your uncle and aunt are taking advantage of you and you just let it happen?'

Yazz was trembling of anger.

Harry sighed.

'You don't understand.' He just said.

'But we do, Harry. Why don't you stand up for yourself?!'

Both of the girls didn't knew why this boy affected them so much, but they couldn't stand the thought of him being hurt even more. They had heard and seen enough that night of him to know he had a rough life.

They weren't going to let it make even more bad then it already was by those idiots of a family he lived with.

Harry shrugged.

'I dunno.'

It sounded as if he did know, but didn't wanted to share it with them.

Petunia and Vernon came even closer, making sure they wouldn't miss a word.

'You do know. Tell us. Why do you hate them?'

Harry looked up.

'I do know, yes… I do know…'

Harry seemed to be wanting to get alone with them, but unfortunately the door suddenly was thrown open.

Petunia and Vernon came in and both looked not pleased.

Vernon's vein was ticking in his forehead, so noticed Harry and he knew what going to come.

He breathed deeply in and out and prepared himself for the row that was going to come their way.

'How dare you!' Petunia shrieked. Her face was screwed up in anger and Vernon balled his fists.

Now their true nature come. Sell thought.

'How dare we what?' Yazz mocked them.

Vernon and Petunia both looked like angry rhino's, ready to attack them.

'How dare you talk about us like that!'

'Like what?' She tempted them even more.

Vernon suddenly did a step forwards, with his fists raised in anger…

Before Yazz even could duck, Harry had stepped in front of her, with something in his raised hand.

Vernon stopped immediately.

'You can't,' He hissed evilly. 'You are not allowed.'

Harry said he didn't care.

'They'll throw you out your freak-school.' Vernon snared.

'I DON'T CARE!' Harry yelled suddenly and a vase next to Sell exploded.

'They are right! I HATE YOU ALL!!'

Sell jumped out of the way and ran towards Yazz.

Petunia and Vernon were trembling of anger, but Harry…

He was shaking of pure fury.

It seemed as if all his hatred of all his life came out at that moment.

'I HATE YOU!! I'M LEAVING RIGHT NOW! I'M NEVER COMING BACK HERE!'

Vernon seemed to have regained his strength to speak.

'You can't leave. Those freaks are going to get after you.' His tone was angry, but he seemed to be afraid of the word 'freak', Yazz noticed.

'THOSE FREAKS WILL HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT!'

Petunia suddenly spoke too.

'Ever since we took you in, we knew you were trouble!' She yelled.

'How could you not?! With both your parents killed, how we ever agreed by taking you? Vernon was right, we should have taken you straight to the orphanage or just let you stay outside, in the coldness.'

Harry seemed to be building even more anger and Sell suddenly noticed that his left-hand was also clenched in a fist.

'I'D RATHER HAVE DIED THEN WITH MY PARENTS, THEN TO HAVE LIVED HERE, IF I HAD HAD THE CHOICE!'

Suddenly Harry turned round and went upstairs, only to return a couple of seconds later with a trunk and a cage in his hand.

Sell and Yazz saw it all happen, but didn't realise what was going on.

'Boy, you will get right back here!' Vernon yelled.

'I will not! I'd rather face Voldemort now and die, then to stay here a minute longer!'

Harry had said it loud, but not screaming. Treating, but not with hatred, but with an ice-cold voice that went down the girls' spine.

Harry went towards the door, which just flew open and he nodded towards them.

They followed him down the garden-path and just when they wanted to ask what that had been all about, Harry turned round once more to see his uncle and aunt, together with that fat Dudley, watching him leave.

'You are no longer my family. I have no bond with you all whatsoever and I will never, ever protect you from any evil that might come your way. You have deserved it.'

Harry left his family at 8h30 that morning, never returning to it.