I wouldn't let me update! WWWAAAHHH! Just when I start writing you can't update! DARN IT! I WOULD SWEAR BUT MY PARENTS ARE READING THIS AND THEY WOULD FAINT!DARN IT ALL!
By the way this story has the same kinda things as Dudley goes to Hogwarts A change of mind by shattered crystal but I'm gonna change it so its nothing like the story that I have on my favs list, id go read that story if I were you, its good!
Anyway, here's chapter 2
Chapter two - Yep, I going
'Oh boy, this sure isn't a good day' thought Harry as he looked around for a suitable weapon to use against the most feared group of wizards in centuries.
"Do not move or we will kill these muggle's" yelled one robed Death Eater as he pointed towards the Dursleys that were huddled in a corner, Vernon was 'protecting' them by standing in front while Aunt Petunia and Dudley were cowering behind him (as if Dudley could even fit behind Vernon! Eh, well it is a fanfiction).
Harry looked at his relatives. No matter how much he hated them and how much they abused him, he couldnt send them to their deaths by the Death Eaters hands.
One of the Death Eaters got impatient with his silence "Stupify!" Harry dodged out of the way of the oncoming curses and down the stairs into the kitchen were he grabbed a frying pan. 'This'll do, though Aunt Petunia will kill me for hurting her 'poor frying pan'. '
Harry went to the entrance and looked into the livingroom then whipped it back in as curses and spells were fired at his head.
'Alright, only one way to do this. Just... go. Okay, On the count of three... one... two ... three!' He dashed into the living room and towards the Dursleys ,along the way bashing some of the Death Eaters in the head with the frying pan and knocking out four of them.
He stood in front of the Dursleys with no wand and only a frying pan to back him up.
'Oh ya Potter, S-M-R-T move there' he berated himself while blocking out the Death Eaters laughs.
"And how is that supposed to protect us boy?" yelled uncle Vernon, his mustache ruffled and his face pale. Terrified, Vernon Dursley was terrified.
The Death Eaters started to advance on the small group just to be repelled by a small weak shield. It wasnt much, but it would give him enough time to think of a way out of this mess. How had they gotten through the wards?
The Death Eaters laugh and then suddenly stand to the side in a circle and at attention. There were two pops and then in the middle of the small living room in Number 4 Privet Drive were Wormtail and Lord Voldemort himself. At seeing Wormtail the shield strengthened in anger and then weakened by the throbbing of his scar. He started to sweat but kept the shield up.
"Hello Mr. Potter" said Voldemort's cold voice that made the Dursleys behind him shiver. Harry just glared and continued to struggle to keep up his shield and not fall to the floor in agony from the throbbing in his scar with every heartbeat.
"Voldemort." Harry hissed between clenched teeth.
"In a bit of pain there?" He laughs "I can now freely come and go as I please through this household, no longer am I held back by that irritating ward because of your blood ties." he looked wonderously at his hand like it was a priceless work of art. "You see, when I was reborn with your blood in my veins it cancelled out the blood wards." Looking triumphent he sneered "But it seems you liked it so much you tried to make one of your own? Sorry to say but its a bit small Potter" All the Death Eaters laughed obediently at their masters joke then shut up when he raised his hand for silence.
"Now to finish what I started 16 years ago." Voldemort raised his wand but then faltered and said "We shall meet again Potter. Mark my words!" He then disapparated along with his Death Eaters and Wormtail.
Harry let down his shield and fell to his knees clutching his scar that was burning so much it felt like his entire head was on fire. Voldemort was obviously mad that he didn't get to kill him, torture him, etc.
Suddenly the pain stopped and his scar wasn't even tingling. Harry frowned. What had happened to make Voldemort THIS happy?
A swarm of muggle police barged into the house and surrounded them.
"Come outside with us and keep your hands above your head!" Announced the policeman in front of them. They obliged and marched outside, Harry stumbling along behind the Dursleys. Apparently one of the neighbors had been trying to get some gossip and had heard Aunt Petunia's scream then called the police. The Dursleys were very embarrassed and told the police that it was a robber but ran out before they came and got away.
Later, when the police left, Harry got the ear lashing of his life.
"WHY IS YOUR KIND COMING HERE!?" Yelled uncle Vernon
"They found a way to get inside the house" mumbled Harry who was sitting quite awkwardly on the couch. Uncle Vernon was standing above him and spitting on him while Dudley and Aunt Petunia watched from the other couch on the other side of the room.
"I WONT STAND FOR IT!" More spitting. 'Wow, maybe, if he keeps spitting I can slide into the floorboards.'
"I can't stop them" said Harry quietly.
"IVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU! GO TO YOUR ROOM!" yelled uncle Vernon and he pointed towards the stairs.
Harry got up to leave and was almost to his room when a knock was heard from the front door. He paused at the top of the stairs and watched as Uncle Vernon opened the door to see Professor Dumbledore standing in all his wizardy glory.
"May I come in?" Vernon was about to answer but Dumbledore walked in without waiting for an answer. "Thank you, now I need to talk to your family for a moment please" he said as he made his way to the living room. Uncle Vernon turned purple and followed the wizard into the living room. Harry smiled 'Leave it to Dumbledore to put Uncle Vernon in his place.' he stood to go to bed but then Dumbledore's voice echoed into the stairs. "Please come in here harry, you're a part of this family too" Harry froze and listened carefully, he should be in bed and would be in big trouble if he was caught on the stairs. In the background you could hear Uncle Vernon "He's in his room, he can't hear you"
"Of course he can! Harry I need to talk to you, you wont get in trouble." Harry could almost hear the twinkle in his voice.
'Dumbledore's here, I don't need to worry about the Dursleys wrath until after he leaves, but maybe he wants me to come with him?' Harry though hopefully as he took an undecided step down the stairs
"Now, Harry" said Dumbledore's stern voice, the lilting tone from before vanished and was replaced by a warning command. Harry walked the rest of the way down the stairs and into the living room where he stood at the door. Dumbledore smiled pleasantly and motioned to the seat on his right. "Ah, nice of you to join us Harry. Have a seat."
Harry sat down on the too hard chair with the Dursleys on his right on the sofa.
"I heard from my friend on the muggle police that you were robbed?" said Dumbledore shaking his head "Tell me the truth" he folded his hands in front of him and leaned forward.
"Well you see-" Harry was cut of by Uncle Vernon.
"We were robbed. That's all."
" Harry?" said Dumbledore, not even acknowledging that the other man spoke, training his eyes solely on Harry.
Harry nodded in thanks "We were attacked by Death Eaters." He said simply, meaning to leave some things out, he didn't want this getting out and him being put on a pedestal for taking on a dozen Death Eaters." and Voldemort was with them."
Dumbledore nodded and leaned back "So he found a way. Interesting….." said Dumbledore before closing his eyes and mumbling to himself in deep thought.
"WHAT!" Uncle Vernon finally yelled, he had heard quite enough "YOU MEAN THAT FREAK CAN COME HERE AND THREATEN MY FAMILY! I WILL NOT STAND FOR IT!" He bellowed, Harry had never seen that colour of purple before.
"And neither will I Mr. Dursley. That is why I think you and our family should go with Harry to Hogwarts when he leaves tomorrow." Said Dumbledore, he stands up "I now think I should be going now, I have things to arrange at Hogwarts." He walked out of the house and appararated to Hogwarts while Harry and the Dursleys at there staring at where he once sat.
"WHAAAATTT?" yelled uncle Vernon, now turning an even prettier shade of purple, though undubtedly bad for his health.
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Redone on March 8, 2007. Gosh I had alot of spelling errors and missing periods!! Now I know why people redo some chapters! This one was almost embarassing!