The Forgotten One

Chapter 9 : Different feelings

When the ambulance arrived, the staff rushed into the house and took Harry from the floor and placed him onto the stretcher and took him into the ambulance parked outside #4 Privet Drive.

Petunia was nervous. What if Harry did not make it? She hoped and prayed that Harry would make it bad promise to not abuse him again.

When she walked out from the kitchen, she saw Dudley standing at the stairs, looking pale.

"Mum? What's wrong with Harry?" He spoke nervously. Petunia realised that Dudley must have seen Harry with a bloody head.

"Nothing Dudley. Your cousin is alright." She spoke nervously.

"No! He's not alright! I saw him! He had blood all over his head!" Dudley screamed.

Petunia was about to answer when a woman came in.

"Are you going to follow us to the hospital?" She asked.

Petunia, yet again, has been cut of. But this time from Dudley.

"Yes. Of Course we're coming."

The woman nodded and walked away.

Petunia turned around and told him what happened.

"Dudley, when Harry was done with the dishes, he asked me for help for putting the them back into the kitchen cabinet. I told him no and told him to take a stool and climb it. When he did, I walked back into the living room. After 5 minutes, I heard a crash and saw him unconscious, and bleeding from the head."

When she finished, Dudley was looking at her like she had grown a second head.

"How could you do this!? That is terrible! What if you imagined it was me that asked you for help? Would you refuse as well!?" Dudley yelled.

Petunia looked at him with a guilty expression.

"I'm sorry."

Dudley was about to respond when a nurse walked in.

"Alright, he is stable but we still have to take him to the hospital. Are you ready to leave?" She asked.

Petunia nodded and gestured for Dudley follow her into the ambulance.