"Up, get up now" yelled Harry's aunt Petunia, who was already in the kitchen preparing her husband's coffee. It came as a surprise to her when he answered, "Why don't you make auntie dear". Harry sat in the cupboard as he said what he knew would make her livid. Silence reigned supreme for a moment when he heard her mutter, "I'll let Vernon deal with him when he wakes up to no breakfast".
Has he heard, a few moments later, his overweight uncle thunder down the stairs, he steeled himself for the confrontation he knew was sure to he could help grin at the thought of what he was going to do to that fat muggle.
"BOY, get in here!" He heard his uncle thunder. As he walked into the room he noticed how heavy his uncle was breathing, and a plan was already fully formed in his mind. "Explain why I shouldn't flay you within an inch of your life." " I am not your slave, and I will not act as such!" He yelled while discretely use his magic to stop his uncle's already stressed heart. As his uncle gasped out for his wife to call for an ambulance, his face quickly blued as he fell to the floor with an deafening thud, harry noticed hid cousin was standing behind him as his father died on the very floor he forced his nephew to scrub daily.
"Mommy, what's wrong with dad?" his cousin questioned, causing his Aunt to burst in to tears, realizing fully what happened.
All the while harry stood in the same spot relishing the fact that his plan was finally set into motion, after years of planning.
AN: well there you go a new chapter.