Sand wizards: chapter 2

Harry Potter

I don't own Harry Potter or Naruto...yet.

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God, I hate it when it's Dudley's birthday.

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When was the last time I had a birthday?

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Oh right, never. I ha-

"GET UP BOY!"

Harry woke up with a jolt, hitting his head on the ceiling as he sat up. He started to rub his head to try and get rid of the pain, when suddenly the door burst open and he found himself grabbed by the collar and banged against the wall.

"WHEN I TELL YOU TO GET UP, YOU GET UP! I DON'T WANT DUDDER'S BIRTHDAY RUINED! SO GO FRY SOME EGGS!" Uncle Vernon spat.

"S-sorry..." Harry apologised. He studied Uncle Vernon. He was a large man with no neck, and a huge moustache. Harry was the opposite. He was a small, skinny boy with knobbly knees, messy jet black hair, green eyes and glasses. And on his forehead, there was a lighting shaped scar, which, according to Aunt Petunia, he got in a car crash when he was young. Unfortunately, his parents died in the car.

Uncle Vernon let go of Harry's collar and pointed at the kitchen door. "Go. Make. Dudley's. Breakfast. Now." He said angrily. Harry muttered, "Yes," and speed towards the kitchen. He cracked the eggs and placed them in the fry pan, with some bacon on the side. Over on the kitchen table, Uncle Vernon was reading the newspaper.

"Bloody Teenagers... again? God, they are horrible this year. Have you read the paper, Petunia?" He said to his wife, who had just entered the room with Dudley. She had a bony fingers, a long neck (Like a giraffe's), and curly blonde hair. Dudley looked exactly like Uncle Vernon, except he has several chins and blonde hair like his mother.
"No, honey," Petunia replied. She had her hands covering her son's eyes, so he couldn't see a gigantic pile of presents stacked against the wall. "Can I open my eyes now?" Dudley asked, grinning from ear to ear.

"Okay Dudders, you can open them now," Petunia told him. Dudley opened his eyes and stared at his presents. The smile on his face was gone, and replaced with a frown. "How many are there?" He demanded, turning to face his father and mother. Uncle Vernon smiled. "36," He replied.

"36? That's two less than last year!" Dudley cried. Harry resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"Some of the presents are bigger than last years'. Did you see Aunt Marge's-" Uncle Vernon was cut off. "I *sniff* want *sniff* more *sniff* PRESEEEEEEEEENTS!" The birthday boy screamed. Aunt Petunia tried to hold her son's hand, but Dudley slapped it away. Uncle Vernon tried to calm Dudley down.

"Listen son, we'll get 3 more presents when we're at the zoo," He reassured Dudley. Dudley nodded and smiled. Harry tore his eyes off his relatives and glanced at the fry pan. The eggs and bacon were ready. He placed them on a plate, and dragged his feet towards the table.

"Here," Harry mumbled, placing the plate in front of his cousin. Petunia raised one eyebrow up when she saw Harry. "Comb your hair," She screeched. Harry replied, "Yes, Aunt Petunia."
"And get the mail," Vernon added, not bothering to take his eyes off the newspaper. Harry left the room and checked the door for any mail.

"Bill... Bill... Bill..." Harry stopped. His heart skipped a beat. In his hand, there was a letter addressed to him. To him. Harry Potter. He never got mail. And yet here was a letter addressed to him:

Mr. H Potter

The Cupboard under the Stairs

Little Whinging

Surrey

Harry flipped the envelope over. There was some sort of logo on the back; a lion. A raven, a serpent and a badger surrounding a H.

"What are you doing, boy? Checking for letter bombs?" Vernon chuckled. Harry glanced over his shoulder. "C-coming," he called out. Harry rushed back to the kitchen. He handed out the bills to his uncle, and then walked quietly towards the bench. He was about to open his letter when suddenly Dudley burst out, "Dad! Dad! Harry's got a letter!"

He snatched the heavy letter off Harry and ran towards his dad. Vernon sneered. "Now who on earth would write to you?" He checked the letter. He paled when he saw the logo. "P-Petunia, it's t-them..." Petunia rushed towards her husband, and paled when she saw the letter too. They started to whisper to each other, forgetting that Harry and Dudley were still there.

"Dad! I want to see the letter!" Dudley cried out.

"It's mine!" Harry yelled.

"OUT! Both of you get out," Vernon ordered. Dudley scowled. He didn't like being told what to do.

"But-"

"OUT!" Vernon roared. He pushed both of them out of the kitchen and slammed the door shut.

Harry and Dudley immediately fought over the key hole. Dudley won, so Harry lay down and pressed his ear against the door. "Vernon, what are we going to do? We tried to stamp it out of him," Petunia was saying. Harry pressed his ear harder. "I don't know. Look at the address. They must be following us," Vernon gulped. "I just don't know."

Vernon walked towards the kitchen door. Harry and Dudley quickly jumped out of the way, and Dudley raced upstairs. The door opened, and Vernon came out wearing a forced smile, and said to Harry, "Me a-and your aunt have been thinking... you're getting too old for that room... so... we're giving you Dudley's second room."

Harry widened his eyes. "Why? What was in that letter?" He asked. Vernon turned into a violent shade of purple. "Don't ask questions!" He barked. "Uh, I mean... go get your stuff and put them in Dudley's second room."

"Why-"

"GO!" Vernon shouted. Harry sprinted to his cupboard and got out all of his belongs, and then carried them upstairs. When all of it was upstairs he closed his bedroom door and lay down on his bed.

I wish I knew what was in that letter, Harry thought as he rolled over on the bed. What does that logo mean? They tried to stamp what out of him? Who are they? He stared at the mirror. His hair covered his scar. Harry pushed his fringe up so he could see it. The lightning shaped scar was the only thing in the house that had anything to do with Harry's parents, Lily and James Potter. "Tomorrow. I'll check the mail box again tomorrow," he said to himself. "Then I'll get all the answers."

This chapter was shoooooooort. 2 pages long. ...kinda bad.

If any of you have any pairings you would like to see in this book, tell me and I might fit it in. NO YAOI OR YURI. And the only characters from Naruto that I'm having in this story are Sand sibs, Yamato, Kazekage and the Akatsuki (Not in the sand wizards, but I'm making sequels to sand wizards, I'll add them in that... 'Cos they are the best).

HELP! What does it mean when you update? I went to search harry potter/Naruto fan fictions, when I saw sand wizards, and it said that I published it on the 10/01/11, and I updated it on the 10/01/11, but I added a new chapter today... help. I sound really stupid, but I'm new, and I can't find an update thing anywhere.

Oh, and I would like to say thanks again to Panda123, you're awesome! I read some of your stories, they're awesomely awesome.

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