Chapter 3: Kiss of the Snake.

Petunia didn't have to wait for long. a day after ironing the clothes, Vernon was fully prepared for his trip, suitcases being filled, bills paid, Petunia food money, Dudley his pocket money, and Harry locked in his cupboard. Petunia secretly packed her own suitcases, hiding them in the bushes where Vernon never looked. Petunia was getting ready to go to the wizarding world, for the first time in 6 years. Petunia sighed as she remembered those months.

Petunia had hated Lily, but after a get together on Lily's part, Petunia had changed her mind. She had a new appreciation for how Lily lived. After the fence had been mended, Petunia and Lily talked seriously about the issues of the wizarding world. Lily had spoken about her inner fears, saying she didn't see eye to eye with Dumbledore, and mistrusted him greatly, his idea of the 'greater good' made Lily want to punch him half the time.

Lily had been right. half her fears had been real. they been betrayed, and killed, and their son was definitely in the wrong hands at the moment, and Petunia knew it. She had known it from day one when she had opened the front door to stare in wonder at her nephew, on her doorstep, with no more then a blanket, basket, and a letter. Petunias first course of action was to get the babe changed, and washed. Harry's forehead had been cut badly, and dried blood was all over his hair. After cleaning Harry, Petunia read the letter and had to stifle her cries. Her sister was dead! Despite all the misgivings Petunia did still care, especially now. Reading the second letter inside made Petunia's blood boil. that long haired no brained goat had asked her to harm Harry! Never ever! Unfortunately, Vernon read the letters and was all too happy to comply...

"PETUNIA! MAKE ME SOME DINNER!" Vernon's yell from downstairs brought Petunia out of her memories, she then washed her face and hands and went downstairs, avoiding a slap from Vernon for being late.

Harry had been let out of the cupboard to do evening chores, and was rushing about, Dudley tried to trip Harry a few times, but it didn't work. Vernon snapped at Harry for almost spilling red kool-aid juice on his clothes and Petunia scowled into the oven. The day that Harry snapped, she wouldn't hold him back.

As it was, Harry was already at his breaking point. He had a bad day, being hunted by Dudley and his gang, and was ready to snap at the next person who yelled at him, Vernon, Dudley, or not. His pet snake was egging him on, whispering sweet nothings and thoughts of the Walrus out of his life, and the beach ball on a leash tied to mum. Everyone sat down for dinner before Vernon left to the airport.

"Now, Petunia, there won't be any issues this time will there? no funny buisness trying to run from me?" Vernon growled at Petunia.
"No, there won't be, love. I'll stay in my place."
"There's a good Pet." Vernon said using his pet name on his Pet-unia. "And you will not go easy on the freak, letting him slack off, or when I return I will beat both of you within an inch of your lives. Dudley, keep an eye on them. Vernon growled again.
Harry surprised a grin, Vernon reminded him of a bulldog, all bark, and a bite to go with it.
"Yes Vernon." Petunia said resignedly.
"Yes Daddy!" Dudley sat up a bit straighter and watched both of them.
Harry stared at his small plate of food.
"And you, boy, will be learned how to do ALL the chores around here soon enough!" Vernon banged his hand on the table.
"yes." Harry answered.
Vernon grabbed Harry by the back of his neck. "Yes, what?" Vernon questioned Harry.
"Yes, sir." Harry said a bit begrudgingly.
"Good." Vernon sat back.
Harry sulked down. $"Serena, can you bite him without being seen?"$
$"I thought you would never ask."$ the snake hissed back and slid down from Harry's waist down the table.
During the rest of dinner, Vernon would twitch, scratching at his legs. Harry grinned, This would be easy.

Vernon left, getting to the airport on time, and took his seat. He felt ill. he went to the bathroom and vomited a few times. he considered going home but the plane took off before he could fully make up his mind

By the time the plane landed in New York, America, Vernon Dursley was dead in his seat, with a considerable amount of snake venom in his system.

Petunia was a free woman again.

Thats it for me for now, gotta run to class! Bye everyone! forgive all the spelling errors! i was rushed! i wrote this in an hour!