(just wanted to throw this up. just to let you know it hasn't gone through my BATA yet. I'll re post when i get it)

Chapter 5

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Dudley was on his second helping ah eggs when harry arrived for breakfast dropping the mail on the counter as he passed to grab a bowl and some cereal. Sitting down at the free space at the table harry quickly finished only looking up once to see the disgusting sight of Dudley's eating only to look back at his own food slightly less hungry. Finishing his breakfast harry made for his room his mind focussed on what lay ahead. Because he was distracted he didn't feel the pudgy hand of his cousin reaching for his letter which was sticking out of his back pocket.

"Father, father harries trying to steal the mail" said Dudley, afterword sticking his tongue out at harry. Normally this would have been tantamount to suicide if he had done this to any other sith. However Revans instructions were clear he wasn't to kill them till later. But if they kept pushing him heed show them what true fear was.

"I didn't steal anything, it's addressed to me." He stated in a matter of fact tone.

"Preposterous who would send you a letter." Vernon humphed with and turned the letter over to read the address. After only a few seconds his face paled then regaining his composure simply stated. "Just junk mail, nothing important."

Harries eyebrow stated to twitch and his anger was starting to get the better of him. "You're lying, and I would appreciate if you would give me my letter." He said with barely controlled rage.

Vernon's eyes widened slightly, harry had never spoken to him like that before, and he wasn't going to let the little freak get away with it now. "What did you say to me?" Vernon asked in a low threatening voice.

"I said you're lying and you should return my letter to me." Harry was starting to lose control. Much more of this and he might very well snap (snap some ones neck).

Vernon was starting to go purple in the face. How dare this freak speak to him like that. With that Vernon lost it and charged up to harry giving him a hard backhand to the face. Unfortunately for Vernon harry was as weak as he use to be. The only indication that Vernon had hit him was a slightly turned head.

"That was a very stupid thing to do" harry stated in an almost too calm voice. In truth all the anger and hatred he had been building up over the years was ready to erupt and end the miserable life of every one in his so called family. Drawing deeply in the force, harry could fell everything around him and with a simple wave of his hand his uncle went flying across the room.

Sailing head first into one of the cupboards his vision started to go blurry, darkness starting to overcome him. But before he could fall in to unconsciousness he felt himself being lifted off the floor. Looking down all he could see was harry staring up at him with his outstretched. Then suddenly he felt a 

pressure growing at the back of his neck, growing stronger and stronger until the blackness at the peripheries of his vision won out and there was nothing but blackness.

The only thing that saved his uncles life was his master mentally scolding him for his lack of control. Finally releasing him from his force hold harry gathered his letter and left a horrified petunia and Dudley sitting there in shock looking from harry to the unconscious lump that was Vernon Dursley.

As he entered his room he saw his master sitting opposite him just staring at him.

"I'm sorry master I should of been able to control myself better." harry kneeled at her feet awaiting his punishment.

"Yes you should of, but what's done is done and at least you didn't kill him. Perhaps this will all work in our favour in the end." There was no emotion in her voice just a cold intelligence that harry knew to mean she was thinking of all the possible scenarios that could arise from this. Harry may hay been doing well in tactics bur he was nothing compared to Revan, where he thought five steps in advance Revan thought a hundred. "We must act quickly there still in shock so now is the time to make demands."

"Yes master. What should we demand?"

"Hmm ... a good question. This is what you will do. You will go out there and ..."

Vernon was just starting to wake up. He found himself on the floor with by far the worst head ach he had ever had. Slowly sitting up his memories came flooding back to him. Looking around the room all he saw was his wife and son leaning over him. Just then he felt a shiver run down his spine, looking to the door he paled at the sight before him. Standing in the doorway was harry, but he wasn't wearing his normal cloths. Instead he was warring what looked like a vary intricate and vary black robe (see link in my profile).

"Ah good you awake." Harry started speaking all the while keeping a small smile on his face. "I think that we should discus my current living conditions, and by discus I mean I talk and you listen. First iv decided that I'm going to move into the spare bedroom up stairs, second I'm no longer going to do chores around the house I've far better things to do with my time and lastly if you tell anyone a bought what happened here I'll make you beg for death." All the Dursley could do was staring at the ominous form standing in front of them. Not even waiting for a reply "thank you for your cooperation in this matter and I hope that we will not need a repeat demonstration of my power because I assure you I it becomes necessary one of you will not walk away from it alive." With that harry turned around and moved all his meager possessions to the room upstairs.

Later that night harry was sitting on the floor meditating while levitating some of the broken toys that Dudley had stored in the room. Revan meanwhile was sitting in a corner contemplating what the nights actions might mean for her plans, so long as the Dursley's kept their mouth shut there shouldn't be a problem but she couldn't shake the feeling something was going to happen.



Just as harry finished his exercises he remembered the letter that started all the commotion. Taking it out of his pocket he quickly scanned it, then looking up at Revan he asked a simple question.

"What the heck are wizards?"

A/N

Well there you go chapter five. A bit more action in this one then in the past, still new at this, hope I did it right. Amway I'm going to try and throw the Jedi in there somehow after all lightsaber battles kick ass, just have to think of a way to do it. Anyway diagon ally next. As always give me reviews I want to know what you think good or bad (though good reviews get virtual cookies).