Where I Belong...

Chapter 2

A/N:

I'm so terribly sorry for the unnecessarily long wait! I still couldn't think of anything that will be of any high standards so please forgive me - I just had a quite a busy year with studies and whatnot. Hopefully this part would be enough as I just thought of this right on the spot. Apologies in advance if this isn't meeting your expectations.

I do hope you enjoy the rest of your day and, once again, thank you all for reading my work.

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Keys:

"Speaking"

Flashback

Parseltongue

'Thinking'

Messages or letters

- Changes of place / time -

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- Number 4 Privet Drive - 21:23 -

It was an especially dark, peaceful and normal night. With no unnatural occurrences and an unneeded burden brought to the family of spiteful magic haters - the pathetic excuse of a perfect family of three. The Dursley family consists of the most delightful combination of species; a cranky horse, an exploding killer whale and an overfed otter, who is on the verge of becoming an enormous beach ball. It was not until a few hours til the long-necked creature, also known as Petunia, checked upon her burden, who coincidentally lived in that very same household. Of course no one cared enough to have caused a chaos, but there definitely was enough to create a commotion. Added with the given fact of that there was a very dumb-looking owl perched upon one of their precious windowsills. Vernon, better known as the whale, bellowed indecipherable threats to the inattentive mammal, even going as far as trying to stab the nonchalant creature or throwing bits and pieces with his suspiciously bad aim. One may just wonder how it got to the point where the Dursley patriarch had trouble lifting his own flabby arms and saggy muscles. 

Anyhow, the furry animal got so bored to the point it decided to drop the mysteriously large package, landing it with a thud on the unscathed wooden table. Inside it contained: a parchment paper, an expensive-looking watch, boxing gloves and a shining bracelet. Vernon, Dudley and Petunia reach for each of the respective items (not including the parchment) before putting it on, bathing themselves in their greed, completely forgetting that it was from the magical world - or "the freaks" as Vernon Dursley would put it as. Being so focused, they didn't remember of the letter beside them until stick-face, with the obvious duty of a housewife, cleared everything else, ready to read the paper.

Dear Vernon, Petunia and Dudley Dursley,

I just want to congratulate you all for living such a long life already. It confuses me as to how the males have not passed from obesity yet, and how the thin one did not get snapped in half or blown away already.

There is not much dawdling to do so pay attention. You have been proven guilty of the crimes of: child neglect, child abuse, thievery, harassment and many more. Punishments have been set out accordingly. The accessories within the packaging were there to test you. If you find yourself in a new location don't worry because it will only happen once you put on the products. Your greed will be the end of you as it will be proof once we await to greet you to a welcoming environment that will also be your home for the rest of your short lives.

By the time you have read to here, I would like to say, "Please do not keep us waiting any longer," as you will soon meet your end. See you soon as we will find you, one way or another.

Sincerely,                                                                                                                                                                            Your nephew,                                                                                                                                                                Harry James Potter