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By the end of the fifth course Harry was just plain uncomfortable. He had finally caught "Mr. Riddle" staring at him at about the end of the third course.
Harry brought out the dessert, and his Uncle Vernon just drawled on and on about the power drills that he was supposedly selling to their guest.
Harry bustled about the kitchen preparing to bring out the dessert. The dessert was a double layer chocolate devil's food cake that Harry had spent over an hour working on. The icing and the cake were all made from scratch. It was set beautifully on a crystal dish, and it almost looked like it came from a bakery.
As usual, all the compliments of the meal went to his aunt. All the people that had ever visited weren't even aware the Dursley family had a nephew.
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After everyone had finished eating, " " finally spoke up.
"Why Mr. Dursley. I do believe that was the best meal that I have had in quite sometime." Mr. Riddle complimented, "You are lucky to have found a wife that is such a fine cook."
"Why thank you. My Petunia is the best cook in three counties. Just the other day….."
Uncle Vernon just kept talking on and on about what neighbors said about his wife as they made their way out to the sitting room.
"Servant! Hurry up! We are ready for tea!" Uncle Vernon shouted.
Harry was trying to hurry and clear the table quietly so he could wash the dishes. When Uncle Vernon shouted Harry was startled and dropped the stack of plates that he was carrying to the sink.
Vernon heard the dishes shatter. He stopped what he was saying and his face turned beat red. Someone was going to get into trouble.
"I'll be right back" He said to his guest.
Quickly Vernon stomped his whale feet out to the kitchen. When he got out there he saw the food and dishes all over the floor.
"What have you done!" Vernon snarled
"I'm sorry, Sir!" "I didn't mean to do it. The dishes just slipped. I'm sorry!" Harry pleaded
"That was my grandmother's china! You are going to pay for this starting right now!"
Vernon took off his belt, and Harry backed into a corner. He knew what was coming.
"Uncle Vernon, Please don't do this. I said I was sorry." Harry was starting to get terrified.
Uncle Vernon was turning that dangerous shade of purple that only meant one thing was coming, and a lot of it. Pain
"Get over here, Boy!" Vernon stood there holding out his belt.
Harry knew that if he didn't obey that the pain would be ten times worse.
The belt was poised up in the air, and it came down with a resounding "SMACK" onto Harry's back.
Harry didn't make a noise any louder than a quiet whimper. He had been living with this
his entire life and was used to it by now. But as Uncle Vernon continued to hit Harry, it
became harder and harder to keep quiet.
"Shut up!" Vernon shouted.
At this point the had completely forgotten about his need to be quiet because of the company on the other side of the door.
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Mr. Riddle was completely bored. He had been listening to the fat muggle go on and on about power drills. He only vaguely remembered what those were from his time in this world when he was a child.
He wanted to have the stupid tea so he could move forward with his plans. He had already murdered the real muggle that was supposed to come that night. He had left the body by a dumpster so the police would find it later.
The fat muggle had disappeared about 10 minutes ago when they heard a loud smash. Now he heard what sounded like a loud whimper, and a loud "Shut up!"
"Mr. Riddle" decided to go see what was going on in the kitchen. He didn't care that the skinny horse-like muggle was trying to get him to sit back down.
He opened up the door, and what he saw gave him a small twinge somewhere deep down inside of him. Somewhere in a place he had forgotten existed.
He was not expecting to see the Boy Who Lived being beaten by a belt. It brought back a memory or two from a time he had buried long ago.
This changed his plans. But now he saw an opening that he hadn't had before. He saw a chance to get the boy to trust him.
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Just as the belt was about to strike Mr. Riddle got out his wand. Uncle Vernon turned pale
Harry heard a muffled Stupefy. He thought he was imagining things at first, but then he didn't feel anything.
His uncle was hunched over frozen on the floor. Harry was just laying on the floor in shock. He couldn't believe what had just happened.
"Mr. Riddle" took the opportunity to cast a spell Harry had never heard before.
All of a sudden, Harry a loud CRACK. Blue lights exploded outside the window, and
Death Eaters came barging into the house. Harry was shocked to see them all assemble in the kitchen.
By now Harry was 100% positive that this was none other than the Dark Lord.
First thing, Voldemort took care of was stunning the rest of the horrid muggle family.
Then he went and bound Harry Potter, and knocked him out.
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The next thing that Harry was aware of was a soft bed. Then he heard the noise of glass clinking together.
Harry slowly opened his eyes, and took in the canopy bed that he was laying in. He got a big surprise when he looked over to who was taking care of his back.
It was Professor Severus Snape. That was a huge shock!
"Professor?" Harry croaked.
"Do be quiet, Potter. I have to finish healing this so you can go to the Dark Lord."
Quickly, it all came back to Harry. The dinner, the dishes, the belt, the explosions.
He realized that he had been kidnapped. He started to panic. He tried to get up to run, only to realize that he couldn't move.
"Really, Potter." Snape said, "Did you really think we would bring you here, just to let you run?"
"You are a prisoner, and you are not to go anywhere unattended." "And don't even think
about trying to run. You wouldn't make it past the end of the hallway."
Snape stood up and cast a spell. Harry realized that he could now move.
"Alright, stand up. We need to go to the study." Snape drawled.
Harry stood up and followed Snape without questioning. At the moment, all he could comprehend is the lack of pain in his body.
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"Potter, do pay attention. Go in!" Snaped snapped(A/N: hehe) at him.
Harry hurried to obey. He knew better than to try Snape's patience.
When he got through the double oak doors, he took in the books lining every wall.
Eventually his eyes came to rest at the huge desk in the middle of the room.
"Ah Mr. Potter, you're awake now. Please, do come in and have a seat." Voldemort said.
Harry was extremely reluctant to obey, but Snape's words about escaping being impossible still sounded in his head. So he sat down in the chair.
All Harry could wonder about is, "What is going to happen to me now?"
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A/N: Here is the reedit of Chapter 3. Hope you enjoy it. I will have the rest done soon I hope.