Harry had finished at last to wash the dishes without any soap. He had cursed Voldemort many times as he had to struggles to remove the stains. Of course, his aunt would review his work carefully to be sure her standards of cleanliness was achieved, which was of course as easy to achieve as walking out of a class with his least favourite teacher Snape without having any points taken away from Gryffindor during the class. He was trying to conceal his hand shaking from fear as he was walking to the living room. He knew that Voldemort could come back in any moment and he needed protection. If he could only get his wand! But all his wizard stuff had been taken away from the first day of vacation and carefully locked away in his old cupboard. Hedwig had still Voldemort's wand but his uncle would let Harry to step close to her.
He was mostly as revolted as he was scared. "How my uncle could have thought this dark wizard was my friend!" he almost shouted this sentence. If he hadn't been that worried about getting caught and murdered he would have shouted to Vernon. But he hadn't; he was too shock by his misfortune. One thing was sure; he wouldn't wait here unsafe without doing anything!
He stood in the living room and waited patiently for the commercial before beginning to talk, because he knew from experience that interrupting a movie was unforgivable.
"Pétunia, I had washed the dishes" he said.
Pétunia reluctantly acknowledge his presence and nodded back. He stood between his uncle and the T.V. and he reclaimed his owl.
Vernon got up from the cough and stared with hatred to the young man. "No way your are getting this ugly owl back! Not as long as you told me why and to whom you were talking to in the kitchen!"
Harry decided he might as well tell the truth. Whatever he would say, Vernon would be mad at him.
"He came to threaten me" he said calmly as though he was still shaking. "I need to get Hedwig to warn…others"
"Well I sure don't care about your quarrels with others! Didn't you notice that the curtains were open! What would our neighbours would have thought if they had seen him" replied Pétunia. She was loosing her cool.
Meanwhile in the Burrow
Mondigus appareted in a room filled with member of the phoenix. He was livid. Everybody was silent except Dumbledore and the professor Snape. This professor was too busy planning how many assignments he could give to his students without arousing the suspicions of others teacher that he was in fact a heartless tyrant.
Mondigus began to talk with difficulty.
"It it was my turn to guard him and I found Tongs, She was dead!"
The room remained silent. There were all worried and was waiting Mondigus to say more.
"She was laying in the garden. I did not see Harry, however, according to how loudly he was screaming at his relatives he is alright. Well…I offer to trade my turn with Remus, he knows magic better than I do."
"Thanks a lot" replied Remus, sarcastically. He was not looking forward to risk his life without more information.
Molly seemed almost crying with worries, "How about Harry? He should come here, we could protect him!"
Arthur tried to reassure her and left to consult Dumbledore.
Harry stepped from the living room. He had no time to waste to explain to people who didn't believed him. He had to flee and fast. He couldn't get Hedwig and all his wizard stuff had been carefully taken away in the cupboard that he had lived in for 11 years. He tried to break the door 3 times but he couldn't. It was painful to think how close his wand or his Firebolt was without being able to get them because of a stupid door. He sighed. Fortunately for him, he had found Voldemort's wand in the floor of the kitchen.
It was slightly revolting to rely on a wand that had served to kill so much people and that was precious to his former master but he had no choice.
He went outside and began to run.
Arthur apparated in the room while Dumbledore was busy reading a parchment. He excused himself for bothering him and told him the news.
Dumblodore looked at him sighed and began to talk, " It seems that Voldemort had found a way to enter this house. I told Harry why he had to stay with his relatives. While he can still call home a place where his mother's blood dwells, there you cannot be touched or harmed by Voldemort. But I didn't tell him everything, I hadn't wanted to scared him unnecessarily. Voldemort can't harm him but that doesn't mean that he cannot come.
Arthur didn't looked reassured" What if he knows that! What if he came to Harry only to threaten him hoping he would try to rejoin us! Where is he!"
It was Dumbledore's turn to be sick with worries.
"I'm going there to find him"
Dumbledore arrived at Privet 4th . He began to look for Harry.
He was too late, Harry had already left…
I am sorry, I made a mistake; this story was written after I read the fifth book, but before I read the sixth book.
A special thanks to animegur 1088, my first reviewer that gave me faith about this story! I thought no one read it.