Chapter 1 - Concerns and Suprises
Submitted May 30, 2006 Updated March 25, 2007 Status Incomplete | I have written this story for my best mate so here goes.... ...Harry returns to Hogwarts, but Lord Voldamort is in the process of turning Harry's life upside down. Enjoy reading
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Chapter 1 - Concerns and Suprises
Chapter 1 - Concerns and Suprises
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Harry sat starring out of the window. It was one in the morning and he had not been able to sleep. Many thoughts were swirling round his brain. He had not had a very good summer holidays so far, although they were normally nothing to get excited about. But this summer things were different.
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Harry was a slightly weird child as he went and learned magic for nine months of the year at Hogwarts School for Witch Craft and Wizardry. Harry was also weird, in that he enjoyed being at school and dreaded the summer holidays. Since he was a baby Harry has had to live with the Dursley's his only remaining relatives. Lord Voldamort, a very evil and powerful wizard, murdered his parents Lilly and James Potter. Harry who had been a year old at the time had somehow managed to survive the curse used to try to kill him, which is the reason his name is famous. He was the boy who lived. Harry knew quite a lot about his parent's death, as every year he had been at Hogwarts, so far, he had found out something new. First of all he knew that his father had died first trying to hold Voldamort off to give his son and wife a fighting chance. Voldamort had killed him. He then told his mother that if she stepped aside to let him kill Harry her life would be spared. Lilly however had not and died defending Harry. Voldamort had then turned his wand on Harry, who had somehow survived the curse that no one normally survived. Harry had been left homeless, parentless and he also had been left with a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. Harry had then been taken to his only remaining relatives, his mother's sisters. Harry had had to grow up being treated as if he something disgusting someone had stepped in. From and early age he had acted as a punch bag for Dudley, a slave for Aunt Petunia and a thing to shout at for Uncle Vernon. The Dursley's acted as if they did not have a second child living in their house, and Harry was happy about this as most of the time they left him be, but he did not like it when they said he went to a school for incurably criminal boys.
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Harry looked into the starless sky. The orange street lamps could be seen all around, not just from his own road but others too. Harry had not slept at all last night, which was not entirely unusual as Dudley and Uncle Vernon's snoring usual was the cause of little sleep, but this night was different. Harry had not had a very pleasant holiday so far, he had already been subjected to the joys of aunt Marge who loved to bring her vicious bull dog round and enjoyed watching it torment Harry. Harry had had little contact from his friends too as he had been banned from sending all messages to them. This however had been changed since Sirius, his godfather, had sent a letter to Uncle Vernon saying that if he did not let Harry send any messages he would have to pay him a visit. For the past week Harry had been sending letters via Hedwig to Sirius, Hermione and Ron telling them why he had not replied to their messages and why he had not written to them. Harry had sent these letters a week ago today and Hedwig was not back. Now normally he was not worried but he had not had reply from any the letters he had sent. Harry was feeling very lonely being shut of from the world he loved, the world he could not even mention in the house. He missed having the company of Hedwig even if she was making a lot of noise, at the Dursley's she was the only friend he had. Harry had not even had a reply from Sirius, which was most unusual.
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Harry looked over at the clock hanging on the wall above his desk it was now two in the morning. He decided that he would try and get some sleep.
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Harry awoke late the next morning, although he was still very tired. His sleep had been disturbed by different thoughts going through his head. He was curious to where Hedwig was. He was wondering if Sirius had received his letter. Harry listened to the commotion going on downstairs. It sounded as if Dudley was throwing a wobbler about something down below Harry's room. Harry decided to leave the Dursley's be as he did not want to give Dudley another reason to get stroppy about and something for the Dursley's to blame.
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About an hour later when Harry heard his aunt calling him down and he decided that he could not delay his trip downstairs any longer. Ashe walked down stairs he saw the living room full of presents that had already been unwrapped. How had he forgotten. It was Dudley's birthday. He was in for it now. He would have been expected to get up earlier to help Aunt Petunia with the breakfast. Harry slowly walked into the kitchen dreading the greeting he was going to meet.
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“Where have you been!” shrieked Aunt Petunia “We have been waiting for you for ages! You ungrateful little toe rag! I thought I made it clear that you do exactly as you are told when you are here, even if that means getting up in the morning!”
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“Um, sorry,” said Harry
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“Do not um your aunt!” shouted Uncle Vernon
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Harry turned round standing behind him was uncle Vernon. He could see Dudley, although it was hard to see round Uncle Vernon, as he was so huge, smiling in the background. He looked as though he had got the present he had wanted, Harry to be shouted at.
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“You will respect your aunt and I while you live here and if you dare put a toe out of line while staying here you will be locked in that cupboard again and I will prevent you returning from that despicably school of yours. Ever since you were a baby we have taken you into our home and treated you as if you were one of ours-”
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“No you haven't!” said Harry loudly before he could stop himself “Since when have you ever treated me like Dudley?”
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“Why …how dare you!” said Uncle Vernon, his face turning purple “You ungrateful little brat! Don't you ever comment on how we have brought you up. Most people would have taken you to a orphanage but me and your aunt felt that that was cruel,”
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“Yeah you felt you could do better by locking me in a cupboard and punishing me in your own way for being alive. Since when have you been kind to me?”
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“You are the worst child I have ever met. Where are your manners?”
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“Where are my manners, look at Dudley if he does not get what he wants he throws a wobbler. That's what a toddler does. And don't even get started about how grateful I should be towards you and aunt Petunia for bringing me up cause I am. I am grateful that I did not turn out like Dudley and overweight toddler who likes to get his own way. A spoilt brat!”
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He had done it he had thrown Uncle Vernon into a frenzy he grabbed Harry by his arm very hard and dragged him out of the kitchen. He pulled him up the stairs and threw him into his bedroom.
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“You will stay here and till I can say you can come out! You will not have any lunch or dinner tonight and you will clean the bathroom tomorrow. You will then go and tidy Dudley's room up and then you will do anything else your aunt would like you to do. Do I make myself clear!”
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“Yes!” said Harry grumpily
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Uncle Vernon stormed out of the room slamming the door. Harry sat on his bed breathing hard. Why…why…why did the one family he had left have to be the Dursley's and why had no one replied to his letters!
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Harry spent the rest of the day lying on his bed thinking about returning to Hogwarts. Thinking about how he would be leaving the Dursley's in two weeks. Thinking how he would not have to see them again for nine months. But this did not cheer him up.
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Harry did not know what time it was when he was called down. He was not that bothered. He regrettably walked out of his room and down the stairs into the sitting room. Uncle Vernon was sitting by the fire watching Dudley playing on his new games consol.
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“You boy, come hear!” he said loudly “You will go and help your aunt in the kitchen and I better not hear a complaint,”
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Harry walked into the kitchen to find aunt Petunia slaving away over the stove. There was tomato sauce splattered up the walls of the kitchen.
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“You will clear this up and I want it to look as if no one has ever cooked in here before,” said Aunt Petunia stiffly
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“Your joking, how can I make it look spotless?” asked Harry
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“You will stay here until it is clean and my say so will be the final word. So get to work!” said Aunt Petunia
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Harry went to the cupboard to find a bucket and a mop and began to clean the kitchen.
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After four hours he went to find the Dursley's. They were sitting round a fire watching television, Dudley's choice. He had chosen a violent movie that had a lot of shooting in it. Aunt Petunia flinched whenever a gun went off.
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“I've um finished,” mumbled Harry
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“Speak clearly boy!” shouted Uncle Vernon
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“I have finished cleaning the kitchen,” said Harry
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Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia stood up and walked into the kitchen. Harry followed. They walked around the kitchen four times, obviously looking for something that was wrong.
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“Not good enough!” said Aunt Petunia
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“What,” said Harry bluntly “It's spotless. You point out what' wrong with it,”
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“Don't you speak like that to me Harry Potter!” said Aunt Petunia stiffly
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“Well tell me what's wrong, so I can make it better,” said Harry annoyed
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“There is a mark on the wall by the sink,” said Aunt Petunia
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“That's where Dudley threw his bowl of soup when he was five it has never come of because that is a chip out of the wall where the bowl hit!” said Harry
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“Are you implying I am stupid?” asked Aunt Petunia
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Harry did not know how to answer this question. He did think that the Dursley's were slightly stupid but he knew it would be wrong to say this.
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“Well?” asked Petunia
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“No,” said Harry
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“Right then clean this mark off,” said Petunia
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“It can not be moved, it is not a mark it is a chip,” said Harry
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“Remove it!” shouted Uncle Vernon
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“I can't!” said Harry
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“I said remove it!” screamed Uncle Vernon
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“I can't believe you are being like this. It is a chip in the wall it can not be removed, or are you too stupid to see that!” shouted Harry
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He had gone to far. Uncle Vernon had turned on Harry he unbuckled his belt and twisted it round his wrist. He was going to strike Harry. Harry decided to run for it. Uncle Vernon ran after him. Harry pelted up the stairs and tried to barricade himself in his room. But uncle Vernon's weight for once played an advantage he burst open the door. He was extremely purple in the face.
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“I should have done this a long time ago. The troublemaker should have been beaten out of you from a early age,” said Uncle Vernon through gritted teeth.
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Harry backed towards his face. Uncle Vernon walked towards him slowly breathing deeply. He was going to smack Harry with his belt. He was actually going to hit him. Uncle Vernon was now towering over his hand held in the air ready to strike, but Uncle Vernon never got the chance. A huge crash and a scream from downstairs made his lower his arm. There was a sound of thundering feet coming up the stairs. Uncle Vernon began to head towards the door but it was bashed open. Harry looked at the person standing in the doorway. It was Sirius, his godfather.
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Harry sat starring out of the window. It was one in the morning and he had not been able to sleep. Many thoughts were swirling round his brain. He had not had a very good summer holidays so far, although they were normally nothing to get excited about. But this summer things were different.
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Harry was a slightly weird child as he went and learned magic for nine months of the year at Hogwarts School for Witch Craft and Wizardry. Harry was also weird, in that he enjoyed being at school and dreaded the summer holidays. Since he was a baby Harry has had to live with the Dursley's his only remaining relatives. Lord Voldamort, a very evil and powerful wizard, murdered his parents Lilly and James Potter. Harry who had been a year old at the time had somehow managed to survive the curse used to try to kill him, which is the reason his name is famous. He was the boy who lived. Harry knew quite a lot about his parent's death, as every year he had been at Hogwarts, so far, he had found out something new. First of all he knew that his father had died first trying to hold Voldamort off to give his son and wife a fighting chance. Voldamort had killed him. He then told his mother that if she stepped aside to let him kill Harry her life would be spared. Lilly however had not and died defending Harry. Voldamort had then turned his wand on Harry, who had somehow survived the curse that no one normally survived. Harry had been left homeless, parentless and he also had been left with a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. Harry had then been taken to his only remaining relatives, his mother's sisters. Harry had had to grow up being treated as if he something disgusting someone had stepped in. From and early age he had acted as a punch bag for Dudley, a slave for Aunt Petunia and a thing to shout at for Uncle Vernon. The Dursley's acted as if they did not have a second child living in their house, and Harry was happy about this as most of the time they left him be, but he did not like it when they said he went to a school for incurably criminal boys.
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Harry looked into the starless sky. The orange street lamps could be seen all around, not just from his own road but others too. Harry had not slept at all last night, which was not entirely unusual as Dudley and Uncle Vernon's snoring usual was the cause of little sleep, but this night was different. Harry had not had a very pleasant holiday so far, he had already been subjected to the joys of aunt Marge who loved to bring her vicious bull dog round and enjoyed watching it torment Harry. Harry had had little contact from his friends too as he had been banned from sending all messages to them. This however had been changed since Sirius, his godfather, had sent a letter to Uncle Vernon saying that if he did not let Harry send any messages he would have to pay him a visit. For the past week Harry had been sending letters via Hedwig to Sirius, Hermione and Ron telling them why he had not replied to their messages and why he had not written to them. Harry had sent these letters a week ago today and Hedwig was not back. Now normally he was not worried but he had not had reply from any the letters he had sent. Harry was feeling very lonely being shut of from the world he loved, the world he could not even mention in the house. He missed having the company of Hedwig even if she was making a lot of noise, at the Dursley's she was the only friend he had. Harry had not even had a reply from Sirius, which was most unusual.
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Harry looked over at the clock hanging on the wall above his desk it was now two in the morning. He decided that he would try and get some sleep.
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Harry awoke late the next morning, although he was still very tired. His sleep had been disturbed by different thoughts going through his head. He was curious to where Hedwig was. He was wondering if Sirius had received his letter. Harry listened to the commotion going on downstairs. It sounded as if Dudley was throwing a wobbler about something down below Harry's room. Harry decided to leave the Dursley's be as he did not want to give Dudley another reason to get stroppy about and something for the Dursley's to blame.
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About an hour later when Harry heard his aunt calling him down and he decided that he could not delay his trip downstairs any longer. Ashe walked down stairs he saw the living room full of presents that had already been unwrapped. How had he forgotten. It was Dudley's birthday. He was in for it now. He would have been expected to get up earlier to help Aunt Petunia with the breakfast. Harry slowly walked into the kitchen dreading the greeting he was going to meet.
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“Where have you been!” shrieked Aunt Petunia “We have been waiting for you for ages! You ungrateful little toe rag! I thought I made it clear that you do exactly as you are told when you are here, even if that means getting up in the morning!”
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“Um, sorry,” said Harry
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“Do not um your aunt!” shouted Uncle Vernon
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Harry turned round standing behind him was uncle Vernon. He could see Dudley, although it was hard to see round Uncle Vernon, as he was so huge, smiling in the background. He looked as though he had got the present he had wanted, Harry to be shouted at.
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“You will respect your aunt and I while you live here and if you dare put a toe out of line while staying here you will be locked in that cupboard again and I will prevent you returning from that despicably school of yours. Ever since you were a baby we have taken you into our home and treated you as if you were one of ours-”
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“No you haven't!” said Harry loudly before he could stop himself “Since when have you ever treated me like Dudley?”
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“Why …how dare you!” said Uncle Vernon, his face turning purple “You ungrateful little brat! Don't you ever comment on how we have brought you up. Most people would have taken you to a orphanage but me and your aunt felt that that was cruel,”
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“Yeah you felt you could do better by locking me in a cupboard and punishing me in your own way for being alive. Since when have you been kind to me?”
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“You are the worst child I have ever met. Where are your manners?”
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“Where are my manners, look at Dudley if he does not get what he wants he throws a wobbler. That's what a toddler does. And don't even get started about how grateful I should be towards you and aunt Petunia for bringing me up cause I am. I am grateful that I did not turn out like Dudley and overweight toddler who likes to get his own way. A spoilt brat!”
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He had done it he had thrown Uncle Vernon into a frenzy he grabbed Harry by his arm very hard and dragged him out of the kitchen. He pulled him up the stairs and threw him into his bedroom.
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“You will stay here and till I can say you can come out! You will not have any lunch or dinner tonight and you will clean the bathroom tomorrow. You will then go and tidy Dudley's room up and then you will do anything else your aunt would like you to do. Do I make myself clear!”
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“Yes!” said Harry grumpily
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Uncle Vernon stormed out of the room slamming the door. Harry sat on his bed breathing hard. Why…why…why did the one family he had left have to be the Dursley's and why had no one replied to his letters!
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Harry spent the rest of the day lying on his bed thinking about returning to Hogwarts. Thinking about how he would be leaving the Dursley's in two weeks. Thinking how he would not have to see them again for nine months. But this did not cheer him up.
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Harry did not know what time it was when he was called down. He was not that bothered. He regrettably walked out of his room and down the stairs into the sitting room. Uncle Vernon was sitting by the fire watching Dudley playing on his new games consol.
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“You boy, come hear!” he said loudly “You will go and help your aunt in the kitchen and I better not hear a complaint,”
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Harry walked into the kitchen to find aunt Petunia slaving away over the stove. There was tomato sauce splattered up the walls of the kitchen.
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“You will clear this up and I want it to look as if no one has ever cooked in here before,” said Aunt Petunia stiffly
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“Your joking, how can I make it look spotless?” asked Harry
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“You will stay here until it is clean and my say so will be the final word. So get to work!” said Aunt Petunia
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Harry went to the cupboard to find a bucket and a mop and began to clean the kitchen.
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After four hours he went to find the Dursley's. They were sitting round a fire watching television, Dudley's choice. He had chosen a violent movie that had a lot of shooting in it. Aunt Petunia flinched whenever a gun went off.
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“I've um finished,” mumbled Harry
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“Speak clearly boy!” shouted Uncle Vernon
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“I have finished cleaning the kitchen,” said Harry
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Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia stood up and walked into the kitchen. Harry followed. They walked around the kitchen four times, obviously looking for something that was wrong.
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“Not good enough!” said Aunt Petunia
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“What,” said Harry bluntly “It's spotless. You point out what' wrong with it,”
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“Don't you speak like that to me Harry Potter!” said Aunt Petunia stiffly
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“Well tell me what's wrong, so I can make it better,” said Harry annoyed
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“There is a mark on the wall by the sink,” said Aunt Petunia
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“That's where Dudley threw his bowl of soup when he was five it has never come of because that is a chip out of the wall where the bowl hit!” said Harry
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“Are you implying I am stupid?” asked Aunt Petunia
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Harry did not know how to answer this question. He did think that the Dursley's were slightly stupid but he knew it would be wrong to say this.
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“Well?” asked Petunia
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“No,” said Harry
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“Right then clean this mark off,” said Petunia
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“It can not be moved, it is not a mark it is a chip,” said Harry
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“Remove it!” shouted Uncle Vernon
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“I can't!” said Harry
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“I said remove it!” screamed Uncle Vernon
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“I can't believe you are being like this. It is a chip in the wall it can not be removed, or are you too stupid to see that!” shouted Harry
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He had gone to far. Uncle Vernon had turned on Harry he unbuckled his belt and twisted it round his wrist. He was going to strike Harry. Harry decided to run for it. Uncle Vernon ran after him. Harry pelted up the stairs and tried to barricade himself in his room. But uncle Vernon's weight for once played an advantage he burst open the door. He was extremely purple in the face.
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“I should have done this a long time ago. The troublemaker should have been beaten out of you from a early age,” said Uncle Vernon through gritted teeth.
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Harry backed towards his face. Uncle Vernon walked towards him slowly breathing deeply. He was going to smack Harry with his belt. He was actually going to hit him. Uncle Vernon was now towering over his hand held in the air ready to strike, but Uncle Vernon never got the chance. A huge crash and a scream from downstairs made his lower his arm. There was a sound of thundering feet coming up the stairs. Uncle Vernon began to head towards the door but it was bashed open. Harry looked at the person standing in the doorway. It was Sirius, his godfather.
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