Feel free to hate all you want I just a break to read stories so this story wouldn't die because I didn't have enough ideas.
By the way listen to "over my head" by the fray while reading.
Harry ran all the way to the house and turned on the radio not even caring the station it was on.
He just had a funny feeling music would help him and he needed all the help he could get. Harry felt like Matilda only this time his powers would help him save his life. All the cleaning supplies started to do their duty in tune to the song.
Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time. Harry was so busy keeping up the magic that he didn't notice the car parking in the driveway.
Vernon only wanted to come home to a clean house that was freakless after all he just had a bad day at the movies. The one that they wanted, halfway through the movie had just stopped no explanations or anything the mangers just guided to the next theater. It happened to have "My little Pony" showing.
It was very unnatural film, girly pink and purple horses talking to each other. It was these types of ideas that led to the problems today. It only a step away from being like "those people". It wouldn't surprise him if "they" already had one.
Seeing the boy in freakish colors that should never be on any human set him off.
Harry wasn't called the boy-who-lived for nothing. He lived through the killing curse and (what some student's called more deadly) Snape's wrath. So it no surprise that Harry lived through this beating but it was a close call.
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Severus Snape was glad when Harry hadn't come to school Thursday, it meant that his potion had worked. After all a Potter wouldn't be caught dead looking like a snake. While it sickened him for Potter to wear his noble house colors but was for a good cause, getting back at Potter.
By Friday he was so happy that he forgot to give homework.
By Monday his happiness was wearing off, his potion should worn off by now. After all his skills were in question. They were the only good he could do in this world.
By Tuesday he was worried but with no clue why.
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Harry spent the rest of Wednesday healing in the haven of his cupboard.
By Thursday he was done resting and at midnight he ran away.
By Friday he was in London having the time of his life.
It was unerving walking through the house without cleaning anything but what scared most was that he might die by his family's hands. Out on the lawn he said to good-bye to his living blood. And walked on. Before he left he took Mrs. Pelter's calculator and Mr. Snape's toothbrush, the only people who would care if he ran off.
"Who knows maybe they might bring me luck?"
Harry wanted to go away from Surrey so that his "family" could never find him. So he got on the first bus he saw. While he never had been on a bus he knew how to stay invisible from years of practice. He sat next an young lady who kept putting on makeup. He looked like the perfect brother who was going to ruin her date. He soon got sleepy and the healing magic he had been using had tried him out.
He fell asleep and missed the Bus driver saying "Last stop, last stop".
The Bus driver parked the bus in the London lot. It goes with saying with saying that Harry was surprised, but not in a bad way. For the first time no one was yelling at him to do chores first thing in the morning.
By the way Happy Birthday to me, Happy Brithday to me Happy BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITHday to MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Happy Brithday to me.
I turn older this 19th.