Secrets In Blood

Ch: 3

A Harry Potter Fanfiction

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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

A/N: If you don't like, don't read. It's that simple.

Last Chapter: 'Ash set the story right on my parents too.

The story about them being drunks and not caring about me just makes me mad every time I think about it now.

They died protecting me.

I hated how they had drug their names through the mud, when they couldn't be here to defend themselves.

Karma would get it's due from them though.

It always did.'
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Harry's POV (9 years old):

My eyes blink open and my body does a wake-up stretch.

I smile.

Ash has his arm around me in his sleep.

It's really nice to be cared about.

I don't want to ever lose that again.

Ever since my magic brought him to life he's been protecting me.

In a lot of little ways mostly.

He probably doesn't think I notice.

Sometimes I imagine him being like a guardian.

He acts like a mix of the family that I had before they were stolen away, and I don't think he realizes it.

He tells me stories about them and I think he emulates my dad and uncle Siri the most, but also mum and uncle Remi, in the way he protects me.

He doesn't know I think about it, or that I think he acts like an uncle.

I think mum left me a family member on purpose.

She'd want me to be taken care of, since she isn't here to.

She's still protecting me, even after being gone for so long.

I'm so glad I got to know the real story about my family.

Ash made me realize what it is, and these roomates as he calls them, aren't it.

I don't consider them my family anymore. I don't know why I ever did.

I think doing so would only insult my actual family, and they don't deserve that.

After the incident was over, Ash told them we wouldn't be dealing with them treating us like that anymore and laid out a few ground rules.

They were too scared to not agree.

They had been mannequins for over a week and by the time they had turned back to normal, Dudley had developed claustrophobia as well as PTSD.

-(A glimpse into Dudley's head)-

He just remembered being frozen and not being able to move or control anything.

His parents were way too close to him and he watched as the freaks went around the house and time seemed to change, until finally he could move again.

He avoided the kitchen as much as possible now and preferred to eat in his room.
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The other two Dursley's started avoiding us as much as possible and stopped ordering us around.

Ash made Dudley give us the second bedroom and the other rules were pretty much to just leave us alone and that the mistreatment would stop, unless they wanted to be turned into mannequins again.

***Nothing edited past this point just yet (: ***

After we make the farm animals food, I walk back to our cupboard. Theo follows me. I grab out our backpack and sling it over my shoulder. Then we head out of the house. Theo hands me a piece of the toast I made for both of us. I take it and munch on it as we walk. Theo munches on his too.

We walk in a comfortable silence to the school and we get there in no time.

We walk to the classroom and we are the first ones here as usual. I walk to my seat. I lay down my backpack and sit down, scooting over so Theo can sit beside me. He sits beside me as I pull out our binder. I sit it on the desk and I take out a piece of paper. I grab one of my pencils and start to draw something. I can tell Theo's watching me. I think and absentmindedly draw a picture.

I'm so focused on the drawing that I don't notice that class just started, until Theo taps me on my shoulder.

I look up and he motions for me to put my drawing away. I nod. I put it away, glancing at it as I do so. I drew Theo sleeping. I smile as I put it away.

The teacher starts his lecture. "Now I know this is the last day but... "

-Time Skip to the end of the day-

Theo and I walk back to the house, talking to each other as we go. Theo is carrying our backpack this time.

We get back to the house soon. Theo puts our backpack in our cupboard and then we start on our chores. We start with the outside ones and work our way to the inside ones.

We finish doing my chores in about three hours. Then Theo helps me start dinner and then we head upstairs to wash up.

-Time Skip cuz I don't wanna bore ya-

We head back downstairs after we change and then we work on making the rest of dinner.

Vernon gets home at six thirty. By that time, Theo and I already have dinner made. We even ate already. We made roast with gravy, peas, and potatoes.
We have the table set and the food laid out and everything.

Theo and I had already cut up the large roast so we could go ahead and eat. Our stomachs are quite full, so we go back to our cupboard. We wait for the barn animals to eat dinner, so we can do the dishes.

In the meantime, Theo and I glance over the summer reading list packet, given to us by our teacher.

We find that we actually have read all of the stories already, so I fill out the packet with Theo's help.

We finish filling it out just as the sound of chairs scraping across the floor becomes audible. I sigh slightly. Time to go do the dishes.

I put the packet in my bag, and then Theo and I get up to go do the dishes.

I walk out of our cupboard first, then Theo follows me. We pass by the farm animals on the way to the kitchen.

We get there and the table does in fact look like some barn animals ate all of the food there. There really isn't anything to save as left overs. So Theo helps me throw away the remainder of the food and then we get to work cleaning the dishes.