Chapter 2: Throughout the Years

The six year old Harry Potter sat in his roomy cupboard, very angry. He really didn't break Dudly's arm! He didn't! Dudly fell down the stairs when Harry dodged Dudly's punch.

Harry's undeserved punishment was being locked in the cupboard for a week, coming out only for meals and the bathroom. All of Harry's toys (four small horse figures that went through years of abuse from Dudly) had been taken away.

"That little brat, Dudly is!" James exclaimed sitting down next to his son.

"Poor Harry," Lily shook her head.

...

Harry, at age eight, sat in the principal's office quietly waiting for the principal to speak.

"Potter," the principal with a gray combover and thick eyebrows said harshly, "Of all my years teaching at this school― thirty years, might I add― never have I had a student go this far to cause trouble. You are in great trouble, boy! Whatever possessed you to think that it would be perfectly okay for you to climb to the roof of the school? What makes it okay for you to do that? Tell me that!"

"Sir, I―" started Harry.

"Don't you dare interrupt me!" exclaimed the principal. Although he had not interrupted, Harry remained silent. "I'm calling home to your parents right now!"

"Sir, I don't live with my parents," Harry said awkwardly.

"Oh, er... Yes. That's right," the principal grumbled, showing, for a small second, sympathy for Harry, "I, um, I meant I'll er... Call your aunt and uncle!"

"It's a shame he didn't call us," James remarked, "Because if he had, and of course if I could, I would've hexed the man!" James shook his head in disbelief.

"James!" Lily scolded her husband, but couldn't help smile at his lust to cause trouble on earth and in heaven. "The muggle doesn't know any better! For all he knows, Harry did it for a bit of entertainment."

"But it's not as if he can control his magic!" James exclaimed.

"But it's not as if this man knows a thing about magic!" Lily shot back, "Of course it's unfair, but what can he do? Of course I'm mad that Harry is in trouble over nothing, but really, James, it's not as if there's anything we can do. Harry will find out soon enough."

Harry sat awkwardly for a full hour before his aunt showed up.

The principal sent Harry home with Petunia, and she didn't hesitate to scold Harry once they had reached the car.

"Why do you think it'd be okay to climb to the top of the school for a bit of fun?" Petunia scolded harshly, "Do you know how much inconvenience this has caused me and my entire daily schedule? Do you think I want to have to drive three miles to pick you up because you thought it'd be fun to mess around and climb on the roof? Glad you're not my son. I don't know how I'd live knowing that my son was bringing such shame to the family! What did I ever do to deserve having you dumped on my doorstep?"

"That little―!" James began.

"James!" Lily scolded her husband.

"Lily, don't you hear what she's saying to our son? She's cruel!" James exclaimed, outraged.

"I don't like hearing it either, James. I really am ashamed of Petunia."

"I'll tell you what I did," Petunia continued her rant, "I did NOTHING! Absolutely nothing to deserve this!"

"Aunt Petunia, I swear!" Harry exclaimed in an upset voice, "I didn't climb up there! I was running away from... from some people, and I just ended up on the roof! Like magic!"

At the last word, Petunia lost control of the car. She swerved into the opposite lane, missing a car by inches, and she slammed the breaks on.

"You little fool!" She spat, "Believing in magic! Magic isn't real! I don't care what all the movies might tell you! You..." her voice trailed off and she continued driving.

When they got back to 4 Privet Drive, Petunia sent Harry straight to his cupboard and locked him in.

James shook his head. "Three years, son," James murmured, "Just three more years and you'll be where you belong!"

Lily smiled, "He's going to love it! I remember how it felt when I first went! I felt so many emotions! I was nervous, excited, absolutely terrified, -"

"Totally and completely lovestruck by the dar-haired, impossibly handsome handsome eleven-year-old boy sitting down the table," James interrupted with a sly grin.

"Oh, good, you get it," Lily teased.

…

James howled in laughter as Dudly's chubby face filled with fear when he fell through the glass at the zoo. "Serves him right, the little prat!"

"James!" Lily said, trying to suppress her laughter.

Harry's laugh was a mix between his mother's and his father's – if he weren't suppressing his laughter it would have sounded identical to James's.

"Dinky didder-dums!" Petunia exclaimed.

"Harry was talking to the snake," a short boy drawled, with an evil grin.

When they finally returned to 4 Privet Drive, Vernon and Petunia were fuming.

Petunia, with her arms wrapped around Dudly, rushed him upstairs, wrapped in a towel. Vernon, however, showed much more interested in interrogating Harry.

"What'd you do, boy?" Vernon demanded, "What'd you do to the glass?"

"I didn't do anything, I swear!" Harry shouted back.

"LIAR!" Vernon bellowed and shoved Harry in his cupboard.

"Just a few days, Harry," James said excitedly, "I can't wait!"

Lily didn't even attempt to hide her excitement, "James, he's going! He's finally going to the place where he'll find who he really is! He's going home, James."

James nodded, "He is going home, isn't he?"

So here's chapter 2! I didn't wait for reviews, because a few people favorited the story and subscribed to updates for it. So why wait, you know? Please review, I know exactly where I'm going and have a few chapters written already, so it just all depends on when I publish them.

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