Previously in the last chapter:

I started seeing black spots in my vision. I was swaying my head around. Harry was looking at me concerned, and I lost consciousness. I felt someone catch me before I hit the concrete floor and I fell into deep slumber.

Back to the story:

Harry's Point of View:

Katie was looking extremely pale and she looked like she was on the verge of passing out. "Katie…you alright?" I said, breathing heavily. I was extremely scared for Katie. She was like a sister to me. She fell forward and I caught her before she injured herself. Wait, was she injured from Piers pushing her to the ground. I saw her hit her head against the wall until Dudley pushed me down. And she was also rubbing her head. Was she injured?

I checked her head and sure enough, there was a sort-of deep cut on the right side of her head. I clenched my fists. I want to kill Piers so badly. And Dudley too. He pushed me so I couldn't check up on Katie. I wish I was stronger than them. If I ever do become stronger than them…I'll make them pay. I thought. When I was in deep thoughts, Uncle Vernon waddled over.

"Boy, what happened to Kat? Why is she passed out? EXPLAIN BOY!" Uncle Vernon yelled. "We're going home now." He made a motion to get up. I lifted up Katie in bridal style and followed Uncle Vernon, who was going back to Aunt Petunia who was with Dudley and Piers. Dudley and Piers were shaking. Not. They were just faking it. I looked down at Katie, who had a small streak of blood that was slowly drying out on the side of her forehead.

We went to the car, with Uncle Vernon at the front with Aunt Petunia. Pier's mother was at the zoo after Aunt Petunia called her about the vanishing glass. It was extremely weird. How did the glass vanish? Dudley sat it on the right side of the car, right behind Aunt Petunia. I sat with Katie on my lap with her head propped against my hand which was leaning on the window ledge. Dudley kept making eye contact to Katie and I, then back to the road. I don't dare say anything back at him. Uncle Vernon was most likely mad at me. Probably like 99.99% mad at me.

"What was happening with that vanishing glass?" Dudley suddenly spoke. Oh great, how are you supposed to explain to a stupid grade six boy that knows nothing about a glass suddenly vanishing? What, it was a magic trick?

"Diddykums, I'm not sure either alright? Maybe it was him that did something…" Aunt Petunia's hyena-like voice spoke. I instantly knew right away that she was talking about me. The family—no I wouldn't call them family, but I have to…but my family doesn't call me by my name, Harry. They refer me to boy or I don't know. They call Katie…well, Kat. Because they don't like to say her full name, unless they're mad at her.

"Harry, weren't you and Katie talking to the snake?" Dudley said, smirking. I knew where this was going. Dudley was making Katie and I get in trouble. I sighed softly as I held Katie, adjusting her position because I didn't like having my body parts numb and it's hard to move a bit. (Like when you stay in a position and your body parts feel numb) Uncle Vernon looked at me from the side mirror and he looked…mad. Like extremely mad. Like the one that your head is about to explode mad.

We reached home and Uncle Vernon got out of car and slammed the door. He opened my door and Katie nearly fell out of my arms. I quickly glared at him before returning a blank stare. I carried Katie, following Aunt Petunia who was helping fat Dudley out of the car. I wouldn't be surprised if he was stuck at the door.

Aunt Petunia looked at Katie and said, "What happened to Katie? BOY, TELL ME." She was screeching and I bet that my eardrums were broken and the ghosts that were in the neighborhood could hear her.