It was Uncle Vernon, still purple-faced, still mustached, still looking furious at the nerve of Harry, carrying an owl in a cage in a station full of ordinary people. Behind him stood Aunt Petunia and Dudley, looking terrified at the very sight of Harry. You must be Harrys family! said Mrs. Weasley. In a manner of speaking, said Uncle Vernon. Hurry up, boy, we havent got all day. He walked away. Harry hung back for a last word with Ron and Hermione. See you over the summer, then. Hope you have -- er -- a good holiday, said Hermione, looking uncertainly after Uncle Vernon, shocked that anyone could be so unpleasant. Oh, I will, said Harry, and they were surprised at the grin that was spreading over his face. They dont know were not allowed to use magic at home. Im going to have a lot of fun with Dudley this summer.... ~Bellatrix
Posted on: Tue, 05 Nov 2013 12:45:00 +0000
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