Dursleys go nice
Harry was standing in the middle of a field, or at least that's what he thought, he was holding a knife, no it wasn't a knife, it was a sword, tall with odd writings all the way to its tip, the sward was covered with something black. He looked up and saw what he never thought he would see with his own eyes. Bodied, lots and lots of them, but most of them were not humans, it was something else.
He looked around, smoke was coming from everywhere, he could only see figures that were very close to him. The sound of clattering swards had faded. They had won, but who and what, he didn't know. He wanted to walk; at least he would find someone.
And then he saw it, light, white light was coming to him, to rescue him, it was getting close and closer. He wanted to see, to know what
Harry potter get down here now
Huh? It wasn't from the light. The voice came from behind him.
Harry get your fitly ass in here NOW.
Wait, please, I just want to know what the light is.
I'M NOT IN THE MODE, SO GET UP NOW.
With that he felt pain in the head something smacked him.
"Aow, what?"with that Harry woke up to find Dudley holding a stick in his hands
"what did you do that for?" said Harry
"Because dad is screaming his head off and you wouldn't wake up" Dudley said.
"Ok, I'm up. What dose he want?"
"What do you reckon?" mocked Dudley, as he was walking out, he looked and what was suppose to be Harry's disk, and pushed all his books which landed in the garbage.
"Thanks, I've been meaning to through your books out off my room, you made it a lot easier for me" Harry said, with that Dudley stormed out of the room.
After ten minutes Harry was dressed up and in front of his uncle. Who still didn't look up from the newspapers when Harry went in the living room.
"So, you wanted me for something? Or was it just to annoy me?" he knew that his uncle was ignoring him on purpose.
"DON'T YOU SPEAK TO MY LIKE THAT BOY, OR I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT IS THE MEANING OF PAIN, GOT THAT, now because of what you did yesterday to my Duders you will clean the house, ALL OF IT, we are all going out for the day, and I expect the house to sparkle, every last bit of it, or so help me it will be the last thing you do GOT IT?" said Vernon
"Yah, whatever" Harry was remembering what happened last night, well it wasn't his fault, he didn't make the garden all muddy and wet to let himself slip on it, it was Dudley trying to put Harry in more trouble and the funny thing was that as Dudley was going back in the house his mom called him for some ice-cream, he was so happy and ran with out noticing towards the mud. Harry was trying hard not to smile as he remembered how Dudley came in the house all brown.
"BOY, YOU LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU"
"What?" asked Harry
"Don't use that tone with me"
"What tone?"
"That tone"
"This one?"
"No the other one"
"Which one?" said Harry, I love it when I do this to him thought Harry.
With that his uncle finished breakfast. It was Saturday, and uncle Vernon promised Dudley to take him to London.
"No breakfast today, get out of my face now, Petunia darling where are you? we are going to be late"
"I'm coming Vernon" said Petunia as she was coming down the stairs
"Right, now, Dudley get in the car with your mother, YOU BOY, do what I told you or ……."
"Or so help you to show me the meaning of pain. Right? I got it" said Harry
With that and a bang on the door, Vernon stormed out of the house.
Ok, no Dursleys what to do, I'm not going to clean anything, him and his old threats. Ok so breakfast, hope they didn't close the doors. Yup, its open, free food for the day.
And with that Harry spent the day watching TV and eating Popcorn. He watched for 5 hours until he heard a car pulling over, and the Dursleys came rushing in the house,
Vernon and Dudley came into the living room, while Petunia ran to the kitchen.
"WHAT DO YOU THINKYOU'R DOING BOY! DIDN'T I ………. Never mind, yes I wanted to tell you that your friend, what was his name Rory Wesels and his family are coming to pick you up tomorrow at 2 o'clock, ok?" Vernon said
Harry wasn't hearing this, he was too busy trying to know why his uncle suddenly stared to talk to him very very nicely, and that his face suddenly became very white.
"Uncle Vernon, are……… are …are you ok?" not that harry cared
"Why yes, why do you ask? Have I ever been mean to you or something?" Vernon said
Harry was still looking at him suspiciously, what was going on? Why was his uncle
acting like that? Didn't he say he wanted the house clean?
"Is everything ok? Are you sure?" Harry said eyeing his uncle
"Of course, now did you here what I said, your friend Rory Weasels is coming to pick you up tomorrow at 2, so pack everything up, also if you need help just tell me ok, now would you be a good lad, and eat your breakfast before it gets cold, Petunia is making it for you, don't keep her waiting" Vernon said
"Mmm…..isn't it late for breakfast ?"
"DON'T YOU…….. Ahhhh will lunch then, what ever you want, go tell you aunt, come on, off you go?"
"Are you all right?"
"Yes, now don't keep her waiting"
"Ok…… I'll……..see you, and my friend's name is Ron" Harry said, and under his breath he continued "weird". He thought how Ron will take this. Rory Wesels ha.
In the kitchen he found his aunt preparing his meal very fast, and without gasping for breath she said" here you go, hope you like it"
ok something is going on but what is it? Thought Harry maybe they were threatened by someone but who? Ron? Nah, maybe Fred and George? Yup, that's got to be them, Cool, what did those two say to uncle Vernon? Well, I'll just ask them tomorrow. And with thatHarry ate his meal.
Most of the day was spent like that, Dudley was playing with his computer or watching TV, uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia were too nice to Harry. They asked him what he wanted for dinner, and made it. And aunt Petunia cleaned his room and clothes, saying that his stuff must be clean if he wants to be a healthy man. What on earth did Fred and George say to the Dursleys? They were just abnormal. Not wanting to spend the day with his "weird acting" uncle and aunt he went to his room to pack his trunk, but he finished packing in less than an hour. Now what to do? He laid on his bed thinking, but thinking of what? And then it hit him, his dream, now what was it about, and slowly he stared to remember it, with every detail, he remembered the markings on the sward he was holding, it was a sentence in a different language, an ancient language, and how he knew this he didn't know.
"Harry dear, aren't you hungry? Come down to diner" Harry jumped to his feet when he heard his aunt talking to him. He was lost in thoughts that he didn't notice her entering the room.
"What….oh aunt Petunia….what did you say?" asked Harry
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you, are you hungry? Do you want some dinner?"
"Aunt Petunia please tell me are you all right? What is going on? Your all being to nice to me"
"Well, of course were nice to you, your our favorite nephew"
"I'm your only nephew"
"That's why we love you dearly"
"What is the matter with you?"
"Harry are you hungry"
"Just tell me what is going on and I'll come to dinner, now for the last time tell me
what are you playing at"
"Now Harry dear, don't act like a five year old, come down to dinner"
"But……"
"JUST COME DOWN TO DINNER, IS IT HARD FOR YOU TO DO THAT WITH OUT ME SCREAMING, MOVE IT NOW" by the time she finished Harry was thinking now that's more I like it.
"Oh no" his Aunt said
"What is it?"
"She'll kill me. She'll kill us." His aunt wept to herself.
"Who will? Tell me aunt. Who is she? What did she say? And why will she kill you? Is that why you've been too nice to me? For gods sake TELL ME"
"I………..I……..Can't, I promised, go have some dinner and forget what I said, please" said his Aunt
"Fine", and Harry went down to eat dinner, but he already had a plan.
After dinner Harry said he was tired and was going to bed, but his aunt and uncle insisted that he stays and watches TV with them. So he sat with them until 11 o'clock when his aunt said that it was time for bed, and to Harry's astonishment gave him a kiss on the cheek and a " good night dear", while his uncle gave him a hug and also a
"good night precious boy" all what was in Harry's head was yak!.
