Disclaimer: I'm too young to be Rowling, so Harry Potter sadly cannot be mine…
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Harry Gets Scolded
sSs
July 19th, 1991
Dudley's birthday
After the zoo experience, back at Privet Drive No.4
"What were you thinking today, Harry?!"
"I… I… Dudley was rude, Aunt Petunia! I didn't do anything at all except of talking with the snake! And Dudley just…"
"Harry James Potter! What did I tell you about magic in public?!"
Harry ducked his head and grumbled: "Not to."
"And what did I tell you about public behaviour and Dudley?!"
"Dudley is the mean one – like the evil twin-uncle. He is not allowed to be nice to me in public as I am not allowed to like him or be nice to him in public…"
"Good. And now tell me again what you did wrong today!"
This time Harry sighed.
"I reacted like I would at home. I used magic openly and I got revenge on Dudley…"
"And you spoke to the snake!" Dudley piped in.
Harry stared at the other boy.
"Hu? What is wrong with speaking to a snake?!"
"When you hiss at it and it answers you," Dudley said. "I saw you and I needed to stop you so I pushed you. Mum said you mustn't show anything magical in public. And speaking to a snake is definitely magical…"
"Wait… so you pushed me because the snake understood English?"
"No! I pushed you because you spoke Parseltongue!"
Harry gawked at Dudley.
"I spoke Parseltongue?" he exclaimed. "Salazar! Why by Merlin's soggy underpants didn't I notice?!"
"Harry, Language!"
"Sorry, Aunt Petunia," Harry said, then added. "But it's true!"
Aunt Petunia just sighed.
Harry hesitated. Then he asked again for confirmation, this time looking at his aunt.
"Did I truly speak Parseltongue?" he asked nervously.
"I don't know," Aunt Petunia said. "But I fear we finally have the confirmation for our guess…"
Harry now fully turned to her, his eyes wide and frightened.
"So… so Uncle Res was right and I… I…"
"Yes. But don't worry. We will find a way. After all we planned for this for years just for the eventuality that we would need it…" Aunt Petunia said.
"Oh… right… okay," said Harry, looking relieved.
"And now to your punishment," inserted Uncle Vernon in that moment. "Go to your room and stay there for today! And no dessert tonight, understood?"
"Yes, Uncle Vernon."
"We will send your evil twin-uncle upstairs as soon as he arrives," Aunt Petunia added and Harry groaned. He just knew he would be chewed out by his uncle – and he hated to be chewed out by the evil twin! There was a reason why he was called the 'evil twin' after all!
"Yes, Aunt Petunia," he said and fled to his room.
How could he have been so stupid to forget that he was in public today?!
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July 19th, 1991
Still Dudley's birthday
But somewhere in London
Dear baby brother,
The game has started. I was told the Hogwarts' letters will be send in a week's time. Make sure that everything is in order so that no one will find out the truth about the last ten years even if they start looking.
Your brother
P.T.
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Dear brother,
I spoke with Caspet. They will change everything so that The White King will never even think that something could have gone wrong with his plan, don't worry.
Your baby brother
R.A.
P.S.: Could you take the SOB-STORY for some time? He's kind of going on our nerves while we prepare.
SsSsSsSsSs
Don't you dare to send the drama queen to me before I have to look after him anyway!
P.T.
SsSsSsSsSs
Too late.
R.A.
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Why does everyone always call me a drama queen? I am not even female!
THE SOB-STORY
SsSsSsSsSs
Because you are one, just look at your name, SOB-STORY!
P.T.
SsSsSsSsSs
I'm still not female.
Your brother
Rissy-Ris-Ris (no SOB-STORY there now xP )
SsSsSsSsSs
You are definitely a too huge baby, drama queen.
Sincerely P.T. and R.A. (the real brothers.)
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The evening of that day was passed with a chase around the neighbourhood. Thank Merlin the chase took place in the middle of London – and the Londoner had seen weirder things than a little boy with flaming red hair chasing another little boy with golden hair and an adult with black hair through the streets of London.
