Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Again) *spoilers*

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Harry peered out of the small dewy window on the back wall of his room at Number Four Privet Drive. Staring at the dark silent street did nothing to ease his mind, as he longed to see his favourite place in the world again, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

He missed his best friends Ron and Hermione dearly. He also missed his half-giant friend Hagrid, and all his teachers too, especially Albus Dumbledore whom he would never see again. Harry's scar burned with the thought of Dumbledore's slayer Severus Snape, whom he had vowed to find last year.

Harry could not decide whether or not to go back to Hogwarts, he would miss his firends, but Harry knew it was his destiny to fight voldemort, and secretely he felt it was this year he was going to do it. So he must be ready.

Now Harry heard his aunt calling from downstairs.
It was time to eat dinner with his least favorite family, the Dursleys...

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Petunia Dursley called upstairs to Harry, "Harry, it's time to eat!!" She looked at her fat husband, with his walrus moustache, and his red face. "Oh dear, he'll be out of our hair soon."

 

Dudley grabbed a large ham in his ham sized hand. Took a bite and squealed when he saw Harry. He was dreadfully scared of Harry.

 

Vernon bulged his fat purple face in madness. "Finally Harry! The next time you're not hear when we call you, you wont be eating any supper for a week!," having said that his face stopped swelling and turned to his normal colour, red. His double chin went flaccid with the thought of Harry starving to death.

 

Harry slowed on the stairs. Vernon's flacid second chin did nothing to hide his anger.

Harry grabbed his plate. "I'll eat upstairs..."

Harry had decided to pack for Hogwarts, the train left in only 3 days. He'd have a head start on his packing so that his decision could be made easier.

 

Vernon gobbled down the rest of the ham. A string of fat dripped from his lips. He quickly sucked it in and helped himself to some more potatoes.

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Once in his room,Harry threw everything he could find into his trunk, accidently knocking Hedwig's cage on top of some clean underwear. Luckily, Hedwig was out hunting.

After Harry finished and had sat down at his bedside desk, he started to think. He thought about his friends at Hogwarts, and the more he thought about Hogwarts the more Harry longed to go back. Harry felt empty here, sitting alone in his room, surrounded my muggles. Harry knew he would atleast have to say goodbye to Hogwarts before starting his quest to find Snape and Voldemort.

Just then, Harry heard the thudering thumps of his uncle Dursley climbing the stairs to his bedroom to check if he was asleep.

Harry quickly turned out the light, and crawled under the covers of his unmade bed. Harry hid himself under the sheets and pretended to be asleep. The only thing visible was his dishevelled jet-black hair, and lightning bolt shaped scar.

Harry lay still, eyes wide open, as light poured into his room from the slowly opening door...

 

"Don't think you can fool me Harry!" Vernon said storming into Harry's room. Vernon's second chin now was quite erect and throbbing with anger. His cheeks puffed out and were coloured an off-blue. His hair, or what hair he had left, was standing straight from his receding hair line. On his shaking lips was another string of fat that was spinning wildly as he spoke. "Harry get out from under those covers!" As he said this the string of fat flew off his lips and onto Harry's forehead. Vernon ripped off the covers and stood Harry up in front of him. He now spoke directly into Harry's face blasting him with his putrid, rancid breath. "You are not going this year my boy!" With that Vernon picked Harry up carried him all the way down stairs, tied him up, and threw him on the couch. Vernon was determined to not let Harry go this year so he had planned out the whole thing.