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Chapter Two- Goodbye Torture

  Harry opened his eyes to see the cobwebs of the cupboard under the stairs. He saw his familiar bed, the tiny spaces and the small dim light of the bulb. Suddenly he was greeted with the familiar voice of his aunt screeching through the door, “Get up! Get up you insolent boy!”

  Harry got up and opened the door to see the livid face of his aunt. “Do you know what the time is? Who will make us food! It’s time for Dudders to go to school!” she shouted.

  “Sorry” Harry muttered as he set off to the kitchen. “Don’t you dare turn your back to Petunia you stupid, non-deserving boy.” said Uncle Vernon. Harry felt a surge of anger and unconsciously his magical reserves lash out. Harry still having the powers of his older, horcrux free self felt his aura grow to his fullest power. Uncle Vernon having felt it looked scared. Harry laced some malice in his voice and said in a voice which was like the calm before an epic storm, “Don’t you dare call me any names. I have a name and it’s Harry. I will not work for you and if you refuse to keep me in the house for it then fine. I’ll leave myself.”

  He left a shocked Vernon and Petunia to his wake. Dudley looked as stupid as ever but he had a small sense of admiration on his face which was quickly masked in a second. Harry still seething went out to the garden. He had arrived in the proper time but there was no way on earth that he would be subjected to all this torture again. Harry stormed back into the house. The Dursleys were still in the same positions Harry had left them in. “You leave me no choice.” He said.

  “I no longer call this place my home.” He said in a powerful and strong voice. There was a small shimmer in the air and then there was a faint pop. It was as if time had frozen. The Dursley's were sitting there unblinking and statue like. Then, Dumbledore was standing there in all his glory.

  He turned his piercing gaze towards Harry with surprise. “My name is Professor Dumbledore. I am the headmaster of a very special school Hogwarts which is a school for wizards and witches.  You, my dear Harry, are a wizard too.” He explained. “I know” said Harry to a very surprised Dumbledore.

“How?” he asked.

“The unexplainable things which happen to everyone around me. The ways I always seem to escape, the times when whatever I want happen, etc. There was only one explanation for all of that… It was either that I could do magic or I was an alien from outer space…” The twinkle in Dumbledore’s eyes was the same as Harry remembered it.

  “Well done my boy. A good use of intellect.”

  Harry opened his mouth to say something but then hesitated. Dumbledore saw this hesitation and asked him why. Harry couldn’t reply. He was torn. Should he tell Dumbledore? Or not? He recalled Dumbledore once telling him in the dream after Voldemort killed the horcrux in him that he shouldn’t be trusted with power. The power of the possible future was big, but something in his mind which urged him to tell everything. All of a sudden everything tumbled from Harry’s mouth and he told the whole story to Dumbledore.

  He finally finished a few hours later and Dumbledore sat there wide-eyed. “I died? Everyone died? No…” Harry sighed and said, “That’s why I’m here. To change all those wronging’s and to save everyone. Including you sir.” Dumbledore gave a smile to him then got up.

  “Then it would come to the conclusion that you will not stay here anymore.” Harry look in surprise over to Dumbledore. The time spell was cancelled and then the Dursleys were moving. “You idiot boy how dare you talk to us like that!”, “You have no right in this house!” When they stopped in fear and looked at the great wizard standing in front of them. Dumbledore was as calm as a snail when he said “Harry will no longer live here with you. He is being taken to another safe place where he can be loved and treated like a normal human being.”

  “Harry go and pack whatever belongings you need.”

  Harry nodded and went to his cupboard and packed his small amount of belongings and headed back to the main room. The Dursleys were standing there awkwardly and Dumbledore was humming an unfamiliar tune. Once he saw Harry he stopped and bid the Dursleys a good day.

  Harry looked back at the people he called family. “Goodbye” he said as he headed off. He would most likely visit Dudley if everything went well later. It wasn’t his fault that his parents were so cruel…

  With a whirl and a flash of light they apparated out of Little Whinging.

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