Chapter 2: The Unexpected Guests
It was nearly midnight as Harry Potter lay awake thinking about how to go along with his task. The task that was made for him and the same task that Dumbledore had helped him start. It was this very task that got Dumbledore killed. "Stop thinking about that," he thought. The truth was that he kept revisiting the Astronomy Tower in his sleep almost every night just like when he witnessed the death of Cedric Digory. Harry kept thinking about how to finish the task to find and destroy all of Lord Voldemort's horcruxes to keep his mind off of the death of Dumbledore.
As Harry kept going over the things in his head he also pondered where they could be. He had guessed one place already and thought that Lord Voldemort put his last horcrux there after he killed Harry's parents, Godric's Hollow, the place where Harry's parents lived. He eventually fell into another uneasy sleep and awoke the next day to Mrs. Dursley's bickering.
Harry hade entered the kitchen at 9:00 that morning to see that once again Aunt Petunia bickering about Harry.
"Sleeps in so late thinking he runs the place well I'll tell you I won't have it," she complained. Harry thought that these accusations were quite unfair considering that Dudley woke up at about noon at the very latest. Harry sat down and ate his bacon in a hurry so that he would not have to endure another rant of hers. After breakfast he went up stairs. There he lay on his bed throwing owl treats to his pet owl Hedwig. Then at that moment he heard a loud crash. He went down stairs to investigate to find Dudley sitting on the floor with a look of utmost surprise on his face. Scattered about the room were bits of broken wood. Dudley appeared to have grown so big that he had now manage to crush his chair to bits. Dudley was enormous. In addition to the width of him he had grown about a foot since Harry had seen him. He was now 6'1 and 536 pounds. Harry had taken to not coming into swinging distance of him. Harry looked at Dudley and laughed.
"Shut up," screamed Dudley. "It's not funny."
"Yes it is and why don't you make me."
And with that Harry bolted from the house feeling pleasure spread about him. He had now loved making fun of Dudley so much. He was fast and more agile than him by a long shot. And if he was cornered he had his wand he was prepared. What was the Ministry of Magic going to do? Throw the CHOSEN ONE in jail and make everyone moral even lower. Harry had walked around the neighborhood by now. He thought that he would stop in at Mrs. Figg's house for a little while. He had no desire to go home yet and he visited Mrs. Figg often now that he knew that she had at least known about the magical world. It was mid-day and when he was there at mid-day she would usually make him something for lunch and then they would sit and watch some TV for a while.
When he arrived at her house he knocked on her door and she answered and let him in.
"Well hello Harry how nice to see you my dear. How are you," she exclaimed.
"I'm fine, do you mind if I come in and visit for awhile."
"O sure you are welcome anytime."
Harry walked in and sat down at the table. She was making some roasted chicken with mashed potatoes. After they ate they went into the living room. They watched some TV for a while and talked about certain things that were going on in the wizarding world. At about 4 o'clock Harry went back to the Dursley's. He went inside and went into the living room to watch some TV. And there he saw something that he did not expect to see in a million years.