Disclaimer:Harry Potter is copyright J.K.Rowling & Warner Entertainment. No commercial use intendend..just fooling around ;-)

Authors Note: Thanks a lot for reviewing.. I frankly did not expect to get any reviews for the first chapter of my first story at all... the more pleased I was.
I am sorry the formatting for chapter 1 went all wrong, but I reposted and I am hopeful, this wont happen again...muggle technique and magic stories don not always get along, i am afraid... to cut a long authors note short, I hope there are no more posting pixies meddling with my story and You enjoy chapter 2.. if You do.. I would not be averse to any review ;-).. nor to an critical review...

Chapter 2
It was later the same afternoon...
With a sudden pop a dark figure appeared right in front of Privet Drive No4.
Inside an irate voice was yelling insults.
With a disgusted look, Snape rang the doorbell. It took some moments, than a rather big blond boy opened the door and stared at him.
"Well who is it?" a rather fat sweating man inquired.
"Dunno Dad. He looks kinda like Batman..."
"Send him off. We aren't expecting anyone"
The boy tried to close the door, but at a barely perceptible flick of Snapes wand, the door flew wide open, right in Dudley's face, who promptly started to howl.
Snape gave him his meanest glare as he strode past him into the living room..
"GET OUT! THIS INSTANT!" Vernon Dursley bellowed
"I am here for Your nephew..Harry Potter"
Snape's temper didn't improve by the smell of beer on Dursleys breath and at Hogwarts every student would have taken care not to be at the receiving end of the potion masters foul mood.
Vernon Dursley however wasn't that clever, even though he felt a slight queasiness in his stomach at the sight of this dark intimidating stranger with that cold silky voice.
"Potter? We know no Potter, do we Dudley?"
Dudley opened his mouth, shut it abruptly and just shock his head.
"Headmaster Dumbledore sent me to fetch Mr Potter for..an extended holiday excursion...
Would You now have the kindness to bring the boy here?"
"Excursion? Holiday?" Vernon snorted
"I do not have all day and I can reassure You that no harm will come to Your nephew..."
Snape was a little bit irritated by Dursleys broad grin.
"That freak is bad luck and I will remember the day I saw him for the last time...No good, that boy... he and his parents... a bunch of freaks ..the lot of them... PETUNIA! Get that boy down here right now... with his ruddy stinking bird and all..."
He took a hearty swill from his beer bottle.
"And You're his teacher..aren't You? Did that boy some good..your teaching...did it...eh?"
Before Snape could answer him, a shrill voice interrupted him.
"IIIIIIIHHHHHHH"
"But Aunt Petunia..please..."
"This disgusting bird! I wont stand this anymore! Not in my house!"
"Please..."
"What the heck.." Vernon muttered and rushed up the stairs as fast as his bulk allowed.
Suddenly a white owl fluttered wildly into the living room, a broom hitting the wall right behind her.
"Hedwig! Please ..don't!" a young voice cried out.
""You misbegotten freak!" Vernon's bellowing was followed by a thudding noise.
"I told You once and for all not to let that ugly bird out of the cage!"
Another thud.

"I ever see that bird here again and it's DEAD! Do You understand me?"
"Please Uncle Vernon..."
A trunk flew down the stairs. landing right in the middle of the room..its contents spilled all around.
The very next moment, Harry Potter came tumbling down the stairs, obviously pushed by someone up there. He tried to regain his balance, but was heading straight for the big ugly vase, standing in the corner.
With a flick of his wand, Snape caught Harry in mid air, right in time before the boy crashed into the vase and the wall. Slowly he lowered him down.
Dursley came down the stairs, an oily smile on his face.

"He tripped.. just plain stupid that boy..."
"Tripped..I see..." Snape raised an eyebrow " And not for the first time I suppose..." He sounded disgusted, but Dursley didn't notice.
Meanwhile, the white owl had settled on a door, feathers ruffled indignantly.
"Hedwig?" Frantically, the boy looked around for his owl. "There You are.." He sighed with relief, as he saw the bird safe and sound. Only then he noticed who the visitor was, that had prevented him from falling. As he recognized Snape, the boy went pale .
"Oh no...not You..." he muttered.
"I will pretend not to have heard that. Professor Dumbledore sent me for You. Circumstances beyond his control make it necessary that You spent some time with me.."
"With..You?" Harries face fell.
"Yes. So its seems. Now will You get ready please?" Harry scrambled to his feet.
"What about Hedwig? Can I take her?"
The bird seemed all Harry cared about about, Snape wondered. He had expected more of a fight.
"If You must." Another flick of the wand sent Harries belongings back in his trunk and Hedwigs cage floating downs the stairs toward Harry. Carefully the boy tried to coax her inside and finally succeeded.
As he closed the cage door, his face was distorted with pain.
"What is it, Mr Potter?"
"N..nothing..really.."
"Come here..." The potions master ordered. Cautiously Harry came closer. Snape got hold of his writs and Harry cried out with the unexpected pain.
"I see...this will need some treatment..." Snape let go of Harries arm and glared disgustedly at the fat man.
"You will hear from Professor Dumbledore about this..." His voice boded no good.
Another short movement of the wand and a murmured incantation sent Hedwigs cage and Harries trunk hovering. The owl flopped her wings with an indignant hoot, but the cage hovered gently next to Harry, his trunk to his left. Snape put his hand on the boys shoulder and all at a sudden came the already familiar nausea of disapparating.