Chapter 6:
A few weeks earlier:
Harry, Michael, and Jonathon were all working outside. Harry was gardening, while Michael mowed. Jonathon had just gotten out of the hospital again, so he was resting in whatever shade he could find.
Jonathon was just about to fall asleep, when three shadows appeared. Actually opening his eyes, the child smiled. Mary, Lauren, and Alana had come over to visit. These three girls lived a few blocks away, they were next door neighbors of each other, and were the only friends of the Potter boys. When Dudley had tried to chase them away, Mary, being a year younger than Jonathon, cried to her mother, saying how Dudley was trying to beat her up. Mary's mother then called Mrs. Dursley and yelled about how Dudley was a hooligan.
That had not ended well when the three boys had come back from school, but they did get friends. These three girls were very loyal and they could always be counted on. Also, their parents were the only adults alive that Harry and Michael did not consider, complete idiots.
Upon first meeting the blonde haired, model figure, and body builder father of Alana, the boys realized that they (the girls' parents) were not complete dunderheads. They did start to open up to these adults and Mary and Lauren's parents, when the six adults had finally started to put clues together.
They had started to see bruises on Harry and Michael's body and starting questioning the two. Both would deny it, and Harry would go as far as to mention that he was not five and could take care of himself.
When repeated bruises appeared, they had informed the authorities, who were then paid off. The only result was the worst beating any of them had ever experienced. Later on, all six had written and did oral apologies to the children for getting them hurt even more. They had made a truce then and started to gain a little trust from the boys, who had previously never trusted any adult.
Lauren looked down at Jonathon and flopped down next to him. The brown haired, blue eyed girl looked at her friends with a 'well what are you waiting for' look. Mary smiled and Alana smirked. The two looked at each other, then started to tickle Lauren and Jonathon. When Jonathon started to have trouble breathing, they immediately stopped.
For the next half an hour, the three girls and Jonathon had a fun conversation, before having to leave. Before leaving, Alana gave Harry a kiss on the cheek and Lauren did the same to Michael. Both blushed and told them to hurry up because their uncle would be home soon.
The next day, Harry went to get the mail and noticed two identical letters. One was addressed to him and the other to Michael. The strange thing was that they were addressed to their room too.
When he walked into the kitchen and handed the mail to his uncle, he gave Michael his letter. Michael gave a disbelieving look before starting to open the letter. He didn't get far though. Dudley had seen the two letters and stole each, giving them to his father.
Vernon looked at the letters, before dropping them, and losing all color in his face. Petunia bent down to look at what was wrong, before shrieking and running from the room. Vernon and Dudley soon followed, neither remembering to grab the fallen letters.
Once out of ear shot, all three boys started laughing hysterically because they had never seen that reaction from their 'family'. Jonathon bent down and picked up the letters, before giving them to his older brothers. Without hesitation, the two tore open the letters.
Once done reading the letters and letting Jonathon see them too, the boys laughed even harder. They hadn't known that there was a place to learn magic, but they did know a few things. First, the Dursley's hated even the word magic. Second, magic was real. Yes, they had discovered early on that magic was real.
Flashback:
Harry was hurting, badly. The five year-old could barely lift his head because of the last beating that had occurred. The boy was covered in burns, bruises, and whip marks. All he had done was ask about his parents. The answer was the beating.
The pain that he was in did not come close to the pain, his four year-old brother was in. John-John was sick again and looked like he was going to die. Michael, who had been outside doing his share of chores at the time, was crying his eyes out. This was the only time that he cried. Never in front of anyone, except his brothers.
Getting angry, Harry yelled, "Darn it. I am not going to die and neither is John-John. We will pull through this. Michael, you have to help though". He desperately tried to reach out to his brother, but he couldn't reach.
Suddenly, a small hand, similar to his own, latched onto him. Looking up, he saw that Michael was still crying, but had grabbed both his and John-John's hand. There was also a determined look in his eye.
On intuition, Harry said, "Michael, heal us. Heal John-John and then me. Okay?". Michael looked doubtful, but nodded anyway.
As if in a trance, Harry looked deep inside of him, and felt something. Something strong. Something powerful. He could sense it in Michael and John-John too, but not nearly as powerful as his. Knowing that this could help them somehow, he looked at Michael again.
"I will help you Michael, just look inside yourself. Pull on me and use me as your strength. Relax and I will help you".
Over the next hour, John-John was brought from the brink of death, Harry was semi-healed and wouldn't die of loss of blood. All three of them fell into a comfortable sleep
End Flashback
After that day, Michael healed whenever he could. Harry, explored everything and anything he could do, while teaching John-John when he was not sick. Harry could now do many things involving, levitating, exploding, and even changing things.
So it was no big surprise that a few weeks later, they received letters saying that they were wizards and could attend a wizard school. That just meant that they could learn more and one day get out of this torture hole.