Disclaimer: Sadly, I am not J.K. Rowling or a book publisher or someone working with the movie company or anyone involved with Harry Potter. Therefore, I do not own Harry Potter.
Harry Potter and the Haunted House
Chapter 2
"Aunt Petunia," Harry said uneasily as they set the table for dinner.
He had only been home for a few days now and he was lucky that Dudley would not be home until later in the week. Uncle Vernon was working late that evening so he and his aunt were alone for another hour or two. This seemed like the perfect time, if there was one to tell her about Sirius.
"What is it?" She snapped, a little nicer than she would have if Uncle Vernon was home.
"This year at school," Harry ignored the look Petunia gave him for mentioning something that related to magic and continued. "I met my godfather."
"What?" His aunt almost dropped the plate in her hands.
"His name is Sirius Black. He was the convicted murderer that escaped." Petunia went pale. "It was all over the news months ago. He was proven innocent recently. You knew him, didn't you? And you never told me?"
"Do not mention your school or that man again!" Petunia suddenly yelled. "You know not to speak of your kind while you're here! You are lucky I won't tell Vernon. After all I've done for you and you're going to bring up a freak like you! Now finish the table and go up to your room!" She slammed her plate down, making the whole table shake.
"No," Harry said softly.
"What did you just say?" The woman turned to him.
"I said no," he repeated. "Why couldn't you tell me? You knew everything! You could have at least - " Harry was stopped by a stinging pain in his cheek.
His aunt had slapped him. She gasped softly as Harry brought his hand to his cheek. Petunia had never hit him before. Every now and then she would push him a little too roughly or ignore Vernon when he would threaten to punish Harry with a belt, but they had never actually hurt him before.
"Go to your room," Petunia's voice shook, probably fearing that he would use magic against her.
Harry set the silverware in his hands down roughly. "I was only going to tell you that my godfather is going to adopt me! I'll be leaving here soon! Now you won't have to see any freak ever again!" He turned around and left the room.
A note from the author:
Another really short chapter. Sorry. But thanks so much for reading! And for reviewing the first chapter! I'll try to update often if anyone still wants to read. I promise the chapters will get longer soon.