Chapter 6:
Disclaimer: Still don't own HP, no profit is being made by this.
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"Warning": I don't really know anything about the English kindergarten system, all that I know, I learned from the internet, so please tell me if I got anything wrong.
The years just seemed to fly, birthdays, Christmas came and went. Harry still lived with the Dursleys and even Vernon had grown quite attached to the boy. Dudley and Harry however, as different as they were, had become closer than brothers. Wherever one went the other would follow. The two boys would spend hours crawling through the whole house and when they got older chasing after each other, until they were exhausted, after that they would settle down, panting, to work on one of their puzzles or try to steel the cookies from the table. They got quite creative, too.
All in all they were quite a handful. But Vernon and Petunia couldn't have been more proud of them, both of them. They could be annoying and difficult, especially since they learned to speak properly and now kept pestering the adults, but they were two absolutely lovely boys.
Still, even if they loved Harry as well he remained just their nephew. Right now he thought it to be normal to live with his aunt and uncle, for he was to young to know better, but Petunia knew that one day he would ask for his parents and oh how she feared that day.
Soon enough Dudley's third birthday came and went. They had a little party, just the four of them. They went to the zoo. Now that he was three it was time for the older boy to go to the kindergarten. At first the Dursleys had planned to keep Harry at home for another year, for he was really small and scrawny for his age, and yes, maybe Petunia was still trying to separate the boys as much as possible, fearing what would happen when Harry would get his letter, but the tantrum both of the boys threw after hearing of those plans, quickly convinced her to change those plans.
A few weeks later the time had come, it was Dudley's AND Harry's first day at the kindergarten. Both boys woke up early, pretty excited for they didn't know what to expect.
At six a clock the Dursleys were awoken pretty rude, by two little "monsters" jumping on their bed.
Sighing they gave in and got up. After a small breakfast the two boys went to play a bit and half past seven they finally got to go.
Petunia set them down at the kindergarten and then left them.
The little boys looked around in wonder, they had never seen so many other kids in one room before. In one corner a little boy and a little girl sat, drawing pictures, a few girls were playing with a doll's house, most of the boys sat in the other corner, playing with cars and marbles.
The caretaker called them all together, introducing the little boys.
"This is Dudley and this is his cousin Harry", she told them.
They were greeted by a chorus of "Hello"'s and the other kids trying to introduce themselves, by shouting their names, drowning out each other.
"I'm Arthur!"
"I'm Molly!"
"I'm Tim!"
After a while the racket died down and the caretaker left them to their games. Dudley and Harry joined two other boys at the marbles.
"I'm Tony and this is Piers", one of the boys introduced. "One day I want to be a detective like my dad."
"My dad is a banker, but I don't want to be one, I want to be a fireman! What about you?", Piers asked them.
"I'm Dudley and this is Harry, my dad is a director of his own company. But I would like being a detective better", Dudley answered.
"Cool!", Tony cheered.
"What about you, Harry?", Piers asked.
"I don't really know anything about my parents, I live with my aunt and uncle. But I want to be a superhero one day", the boy answered shyly.
"Are you stupid? Superheroes don't exist!", Piers sneered.
"Do!"
"Don't!"
"Do!"
"You are really stupid, is that why your parents didn't want you? No one who is normal lives with his aunt and uncle!", Piers taunted further.
At that Harry was at the verge of tears and Dudley stepped in.
"Stop it!", he commanded. "Or I'm gonna eat your marbles!"
That shut Piers up effectively. Sulking he went away and left the three boys on themselves. Soon they were joined by John, who wanted to be a doctor! and the rest of the morning went by with peaceful playing. The boys got along well enough and soon they all had forgotten about the incident, all except Harry.
He just couldn't get it out of his head. He lived with his aunt and uncle, did that really mean, that he wasn't normal?
As soon as Petunia came to get her boys Harry flung himself in her arms, crying freely.
"Auntie, why do I live with you, didn't my parents want me? Am I not normal?", he cried.
Petunia looked at the little boy in her arms, the green eyes, so much like his mothers, filled with tears. What should she tell him? It scared her, how much truth was in what he said, for indeed this little boy was anything but normal!
What should she tell him?
Cliffie, right? :))))
Well, sorry about that, buuuuut this just had to become a two parter ;) it fit to well.
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