Distortion

The Conversation with the Boa Constrictor

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Years had passed since that fateful Halloween. With the dark wizard vanquished, peace had been restored in the wizarding world. The wounds that the war had inflicted healed over time. After years of relentless reign of terror the empire of joy had been restored. Those present at Godrics Hollow had raised happy families. The two children in the crib then, were now no longer infants. One of them, Harry James Potter, was sitting in the dining room enjoying breakfast with his family, unaware of the actual events that took place ten years ago.

"Today we'll pick Daniel up at Kings Cross Station and visit Petunia and her family at the zoo tomorrow.", mum announced and they all groaned at this.

"I know how much you hate the Dursleys, especially Vernon but he's my sister's husband, so you're gonna have to bear with him." mum said.

"It better not end like last time , Brenda said. 'Cause I don't even want to remember."

"It involved a kunfu- spoon-fork fight between dad and uncle Vernon and a pasta explosion." he said grimly, "We never darkened their doorstep after that." he said cautiously and received a dangerous glare from dad.

"No need to remind us about the tragical event, son." dad said bitterly. Harry's father, James Potter was an amusing man to most. Tall, raven haired with good looking face having elegant features and round glasses perched on his nose, his second Harry resembled him the most out of his three children. He was comical at times, even the most inappropriate ones. But lately, he'd been developing a serious man streak which his mother described as the completion of his maturing in his thirties.

Only she was glad he has this phase going.

The hassle of pretty much the whole day was to pick Daniel up from King's Cross Station. The station was only a short stroll away from their home so around five in the evening Harry, mum and Brenda went to pick Daniel up. When they reached the station, he saw a familiar skinny looking boy who had a mix of both his mother's and father's facial features with messy brown hair.  Three boys, two with red hair and freckles and another with dark skin and dreads bid goodbye to him. They must be the Weasley twins Fred and George and Lee Jordan who he's heard a lot about in his letters.

"I got selected for next year's quidditch team." , he said hopping on one leg since his other was wearing a cast.

"Daniel what happened to your leg?" Mum asked.

"Oh yeah broke my leg during the quidditch match " Daniel said happily showing off his leg in a cast. "Will give you the details at home." He hopped in front of all of them and that was impressive, considering that he only had one leg intact.

Back home at dinner, Daniel had a lot to boast about. He explained how he got the chance to play quidditch in his first year in the last match because the previous chaser had been injured and his practices.

"That Slytherin got soo mad that he lost to a first year, he kicked me out of the broom and I went through the largest hoop and broke my leg." he said proudly and mum , dad and Harry laughed about it.

"Pretty sure that getting your butt kicked by a Slytherin, literally, is nothing to boast about.", Brenda said sarcastically .

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME???THAT WAS AWESOME!!" Daniel exclaimed, completely ignoring her sarcasm since he was absorbed in his own excitement. "So I'm getting a broom when we go to Diagon alley, aren't I?", he squealed.

"You sure are son, proud of you" dad said.

After dinner Harry and Daniel went to their room and he told me a lot about Hogwarts the teachers, the ghosts, the classes his friends and pranks, you name it. There seemed to be only one thing he didn't like.