The Vow And It's Consequences

Chapter 2

Returning To Cokeworth

The Dursley family made a ruckus as they lumbered from the house towards the car. The past few months had flown in, at least it had for them, for Harry every single day was an eternity. While Dudley played games, with toys and had friends over, Harry was either in his cupboard or being forced to do things no child should. Polishing and dusting furniture, mopping floors, hovering, grabbing things the Dursley's wanted. Such as drinks, food, magazines and even the remote control that they were too lazy to get themselves. Pretty soon both boys were going to be at Primary school, once the summer was over with.

Dudley had already been attending the nursery, which he hated. He always got into trouble for stealing the other children's food and hurting them, because they wouldn't give him the toys he wanted to play with. He spent lots of time in the 'naughty corner' as the nursery teachers called it. Telling Petunia had just fell on deaf ears, she didn't believe or care what they had to say. Dudley though was starting to become more cunning when dealing with the nursery teachers. Harry hadn't attended nursery, but both adults realised he had to go to school. Much to their disgust, but at least they would get peace from dealing with the freak.

"Piers!" yelled Dudley, waving his hand at his best friend, his mouth filled with crisps. He dropped the empty packet, as his friend came running towards him. Piers had a power ranger's bag on his back; he was already opening it revealing his game boy within. Grinning widely they opened the door just about to climb in, when Patricia Piers yelled her son's name.

"Piers come here for a minute sweetie!" she demanded, smiling at her five year old son. She had been worried about letting him go with Petunia at first, since he was so young. Petunia had convinced her, and really, what sane mother would pass up the opportunity for a week of peace? Especially during the summer holidays. None would. Grabbing a handkerchief she wiped her sons face, of the remainder of chocolate on him. The rat faced child protested his face going red.

"Mum!" whined Piers; did she have to do that here? Dudley was going to laugh at him now.

"I want you to behave; I don't want to hear a single bad thing has happened while you are there. I will ground you for the rest of the summer if you get up to mischief. Listen to Petunia and Vernon okay? And no wandering off." said Patricia crouching down by her son her anxiety showing.

"I promise," said Piers dutifully, as his mum fussed some more, when Dudley's mum approached he made his escape. Running for the car, he gave his mum a wave before climbing in beside Dudley, as Dudley's dad buckled them in for the ride.

"You have my numbers? If anything happens get in touch, we will come down right away." said Patricia, "This is some spending money for him." she gave over one hundred pounds without blinking. Her husband made more than enough for them to live comfortably, while she herself was a housewife.

"Everything will be fine, I'll call when we get there, let you know we have arrived safely." said Petunia soothing the worried mother. She understood she was a mother herself, its just too bad she wasn't a better aunt.

"Thank you," said Patricia smiling sweetly, once again waving at her son, who was deeply engrossed in his game boy. She handed Petunia a small suitcase that held her son's clothes and few toys he'd wanted to take.

Petunia walked away, putting the case in the boot, once that was done she only had one more thing to do before they could get on the road. It was early morning and they wanted to be there before lunch, so they could go to a nice little restaurant and have something to eat.

Petunia closed the front door behind her, not wanting the others to see where she hid her nephew. "Boy get out of there!" she yelled her voice shrill and filled with hate, something little Harry was familiar with.

"Yes Aunt Petunia," said the little boy his voice barely above a whisper. He had learned long ago to keep quiet. He was hit when he spoke, unless he was spoken to first. Even at that he was still punished for a lot of different other things. No his voice did no good, it wasn't like Dudley. He didn't get what he wanted by yelling. The exhausted little boy hoisted himself up and exited the cupboard.

"Have you packed?" Petunia asked sneering at the freak; he was the biggest waste of space in her house. If it wasn't for Dumbledore's threat she'd have dumped him in an orphanage the night he was left on her doorstep. She had actually had to defend the freak to Vernon that night.

"Yes ma'am," said Harry his voice low, staring at the floor as if it was the most fascinating thing in the world. He never looked at his family's faces; he didn't like to see the scorn and disgust on them. He heard it enough in their voices, and Petunia hated looking at his eyes. Harry didn't understand why, but he avoided looking at her now.

"Then go get it!" she hissed shoving him back into his cupboard, Harry stopped himself falling completely by holding onto one of the shelves. He was surprised when she didn't slap him, but he grabbed his plastic bag quickly. Holding his bag in front of him like a lifeline. Inside were all the clothes he had, or rather had been given. They were far too big for him; Harry had never been given anything new. He had never received a birthday or Christmas present from them.

Curling her lip, she strode back down the hallway, ready to give the freak to Mrs. Figg. She couldn't stand the woman personally, she was weird, and had far too many cats it was disgusting really. She did watch the brat, so she was thankful for that at least. She just opened the door when ringing started up.

Sighing in frustration, she turned back, jerking Harry out of the way, causing the malnourished four year old to slam into the wall silently. He made no sound, just stood there like a statue as Petunia answered her house phone. Picking it up, despite the scowl on her face she answered it with a cheerful voice.

"Hello?" said Petunia answering the call.

"Hello Petunia, I'm sorry I haven't called before, I cannot take Harry for the week. I'm in hospital; I was transferred here earlier today. The doctors want to run some tests." said Figg a rattling cough tearing through her.

"But...you promised!" said Petunia gaping at the next wall completely stunned.

"I know, I'm so sorry," said Figg breaking out in a fresh bout of coughs.

"Its fine," said Petunia lying through her teeth, "Thank you." she hung up the phone without even wishing her well. She glared at Harry, her eyes conveying a deep loathing that made Harry wonder if he was about to be beaten until he lost consciousness again. He was peeking at her through his long messy fringe. Petunia cut it for him, she as always never spent a penny on him.

She stomped outside, making a bee line for Vernon who was talking to a neighbour that was hanging out his window in evident curiosity. Petunia gave him a tense smile before turning to her husband and hissed to him quietly, "Figg can't take the brat! Vernon what are we going to do?!" she was very angry with these turn of events.

"We will have to take the freak," grimaced Vernon not happy about it either, but nobody else could take him. His sister refused after Ripper bit him, insisting the freak was bad blood. Petunia's friends were all on holiday, Figg had been their last option and she had backed out on them.

"Boy!" yelled Vernon as Harry appeared at the door, "Get in the car." without another word, Vernon and his five flabby chins entered the car slamming it loudly. Petunia got in as well, leaving Harry to hop in by himself. His small fingers struggled to put his seatbelt on, but he managed after a few struggles.

"MUM THE FREAK IS IN THE CAR!" screeched Dudley, his face filled with sadistic glee; the freak was in for it now. He wasn't allowed out the house, never mind in the car. He was sorely disappointed when his mother said nothing to the freak. He loved it when the freak got beaten, even more when he did it.

"I know sweet tums," said Petunia ignoring Harry's existence as they drove out of Privet Drive and into London's busy streets.

Harry watched the scenery going by, amazed by the colours and different noises he heard. He didn't twitch when Dudley began to cry that he was hungry twenty minutes into the journey. He did watch the two boys longingly as they ate the food Petunia had brought with her. He didn't get anything, he'd have loved a piece of chocolate, and it must be lovely judging by how quickly they ate it.

It took them an hour and a half to get to their destination; normally it would only take an hour to get to Cokeworth. Unfortunately it was summer, and tourists were flocking in and people were going places. Vernon found a parking space as close as they could get to the hotel, and they found themselves on their way to it. "Stay here, I'll pay for the room, keep the brat out of sight." grumbled Vernon as he lumbered to the hotels reception to sign in. He didn't want to have to pay for the freak, and he couldn't care less about the boy having a bed.

"I'm here to check in, it's Dursley." boomed Vernon loudly and proudly.

Vernon quickly paid for the room, grabbed the key card and walked away without so much as a thank you. He jerked to his family, and they made their way up to their room, Dudley and Piers were jumping up and down with childish abandon. Harry walked with them, like a ghost but his wide green eyes were glancing around with amazement. He'd never been anywhere other than Privet Drive. He was definitely glad Figg couldn't look after him...just a little bit. Figg was okay, she did look after him when his relatives went on holiday. She was always curt with him, he could tell she didn't like him, but merely tolerated him. He had no idea she had been sent to watch over him, and that she was failing at her job glaringly so.

Dudley and Piers began jumping up and down on the bed; Vernon put their cases at the bottom before going to have a sit down. Just as he did, his work phone began ringing. It was a work phone, because nobody ever called him on it other than his work. He had no friends, merely acquaintances' and people he was trying to take on at work.

Petunia listened to the conversation; her heart sank with each word he spoke. She knew he would be leaving, and she'd be stuck looking after three children on her own. "What's going on?" asked Petunia stiffly.

"I have to leave for work, the Rainers contract has been moved up. I've worked at this for months, if I don't leave now someone else will get my reward. Pet, with this contract signed I will have a company car, a pay rise, a better position. My pension will be increased as well." said Vernon looking cross between excited and unhappy.

"How long?" asked Petunia looking deeply unhappy.

"A day or two, at the most." promised Vernon, "I will drive back straight after I promise."

"Alright, don't be too long!" said Petunia, warming to the idea of more money, a company car each year and plenty of money when Vernon retired. It was more for them to spoil their beloved son with.

"I won't!" claimed the obese man beaming proudly. Grabbing his phone, car keys, house keys and anything else he thought he'd need before leaving.

There we go! got my laptop up and running once more so here is the edited version. So what do you think of it this far...and why will our hermit be out of his dungeons :P

okay so I was extremely torn between both story ideas and damn you guys didn't help at all lol half and half were the votes! So once again you are getting two stories. This one will be sev raises Harry okay? Good.

now if I do start a vampire slash story here is what's on offer.

Number 1 - Severus isn't a Potions Master teacher at hogwarts but a very renowned vampire from the prince line when he came to his inheritance after voldemort died (he was draining their magical powers). He basically begins a third side. Now Harry is either given to Severus by Dumbledore to gain their alliance (no prophecy) or at least it wasn't heard the potters were attacked for being order members like all the others were. Or he is rescued (your choice). Harry will be sixteen summer before his sixth year.

Number 2 - Severus is a potions master at hogwarts and meets Harry before the child goes to hogwarts. At the age of ten, and ensures Harry's life is easier by threatening the dursleys and spending time with him and telling him about the wizarding world. He's very possessive of Harry as he knows the boy is his mate. When Harry turns fifteen he ensures Harry knows and understands his 'place' as it were. He doesn't treat Harry wi contempt just a normal student. Harry can either be in ravenclaw or slytherin but if you prefer he can remain in Gryffindor. They will bond when Harry's sixteen turning him during the summer.

Number 3 - sev sees him when he's eight and takes him to a wizarding family and he grows up sev visiting him etc... Aware that he is Severus mate.

dumbledore will have no control over him and he won't be playing the hero in either of the stories okay?

Which one do you want? Don't worry last time I'm doing this lol