A/N: Don't own anything to do with Harry Potter! Wish I did, but, alas...
A/N: Please R&R. Trust me, the story will get better when the trio goes to Hogwarts!
Chapter 4
Harry passed his test after a few tries, which he was thankful of.After Harry had gotten back to the Ministry from his assined destionation (St. Mungos' alleyway) he signed some papers for the women at the desk. Harry left the room a few hours later as an Apparating adult in the Wizarding world.
Harry then, rather hesitantly, Apparated to the Dursley's living room, which scared the Dursley's half-to-death. They were all in the living room; Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were sitting on the couch, watching the television, and Dudley was sitting at the computer. His aunt and uncle whipped around to look at what made the noise, while Dudley fell off of his chair, creating a gigantic boom!
"How dare you do that un-natural thing in my house!" yelled Uncle Vernon as he stepped around the couch, advancing on Harry. He got close enough to Harry's that he could feel the angry heat radiating off of his purple-faced uncle. Harry just stood there, trying to fight a smile that was trying to come. His uncle then reached up to grab Harry's throat, but was stopped by a stick of wood that flicked upward, within a few inches of his nose. Harry was glad to see his uncles' face turn from purple to red; this was the revenge he had wanted to do for a long time, and have to worry about getting in trouble.
"You can't do magic outside of school--" started Uncle Vernon, but Aunt Petunia interrupted him.
"Today is his seventeenth birthday, Vernon," she said in a hushed voice, as she gripped the couch with fear, "He is an adult in that world…he can do it."
Vernon looked at Harry with wide, frightened eyes. Harry said with mockery, "Shouldn't have been so evil to me, huh?" Vernon looked like he was going to faint, but Harry lowered his wand. Uncle Vernon then collapsed onto the couch, and Petunia talked to him in a comforting voice, trying to calm him. Harry just looked with a satisfied smile on his face.
Harry then saw Dudley trying to get up from his fallen position. He turned over, so his face was facing the ground, and his bottom was in the air. Harry smiled widely, and pointed his wand at him. With a swish of his wand, a curly pig's tail ripped through his cousins' trousers. Dudley then screamed when he felt the tail with is chubby hand. He sprang up, faster than Harry knew he could, and yelled, trying to pull it off. His parents shouted, "Not again!" then ran after their son, as he ran into the kitchen, with his hand still on his backside. Harry then pocketed his wand and bounced up the stairs to his room, innocently whistling the Hogwarts Anthem, while thinking: I love magic.