[The scar's glow immediately dies down, and the camera pans to see Harry who is now 10 years old, still sleeping. Then, the light turns on outside his bedroom cupboard under the stairs]
"YOU MADE MY SON SLEEP IN THE CUPBOARD UNDER THE STAIRS?! HOW COULD YOU PETUNIA?! I WOULD HAVE THOUGHT YOU WOULD HAVE AT LEAST ACTED CIVIL TOWARDS HIM!" Lily yells hotly.
"AND YOU DUMBLEDORE! SHOULDN'T YOU HAVE GONE TO CHECK ON HIM?! AND DON'T TELL ME YOU HAVE CHECKED ON HIM! AND WE TOLD YOU IN OUR WILL THAT YOU ARE NOT TO PUT OUR SON IN MY SISTERS CARE! HE WAS SUPPOSED TO GO TO SIRIUS OR REMUS AND IF NOT THEM THEN MCGONAGLE!" Lily again yells only this time she has a wand (that I provided her with,) in hand.
"You know this time I'm not even going to try to calm her down," James muttered.
[Petunia: Up. Get up. (She knocks on his closet door repeatedly) Now! (Smack's door of a closet and walks into the living room)
Harry wakes up, turns on his bedroom light and puts on his glasses with tape on the bridge, indicating that it was partly damaged. A large, tubby boy, Dudley Dursley, suddenly comes running down the stairs above the closet. He stops half-way down and goes back, jumping on the staircase.]
"You are a no-good rotten boy! Jumping on the stairs like that! If you were my child or even grandchild, you would be across my knee with a paddle on your butt." McGonagall says crossly.
"YOU ARE NOT TO THREATEN MY CHILD YOU FREAK!" Petunia yelled.
"Oh please, that is not a threat. A threat is something that could harm a person, the lump you call your child probably wouldn't even feel it." Snape drawled, a hint of a smirk on his face as he watched Petunia sputter angrily.
[Dudley: Wake up, cousin! We're going to the zoo!
Harry looks up to the join works of the stairs with small amounts of dust rising. Dudley laughs come down the stairs and run for the kitchen. Harry tries to come out of the closet but is pushed back in by Dudley. Petunia is in the kitchen, where Dudley has gone.]
"And you condone of that behaviour? I think you need to read a few parenting books of your own" McGonagall stated dryly. And with that, she also muttered a silencing spell over the Dursleys so everyone else would have the bliss of not hearing their high pitched voices.
"It's a wonder how Harry never turned out like them," James said.
"I just do the exact opposite of what they call 'normal' really" Harry answered his father's question.
[Petunia: Oh, here he comes, the birthday boy!
Vernon: Happy birthday, son.
Petunia and Dudley giggle together. Harry comes into the kitchen, dressed in outgrown clothes.]
"Couldn't they have at least bought you clothes that fit?" Fred asked Harry after he had been quiet since the cupboard was revealed.
"I'm not sure, they never have" Harry stated.
Fred looked at Harry in shock, he knew that Harry's relatives weren't the best- the rescue from Harry's second year and everything they just watched proved that- but he didn't think they were that bad as to not buy him clothes that fit when they obviously could, though he didn't know why he thought it.
[Petunia: (to Harry, unpleasantly) Why don't you just cook the breakfast, and try not to burn anything.
Harry: Yes, Aunt Petunia.
Harry then gets to work on cooking the bacon]
"THEY MADE YOU COOK! JUST HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN THEY STARTED DOING THAT?!" Hermione yelled
"I was about 6? When I started cooking, so really since I was high enough to reach the stove." Harry muttered reluctantly.
"What! I wasn't even allowed to cook until I was 12! And even then that was sparing" Hermione responded shocked.
"Different houses different rules" Harry muttered.
[Petunia: I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day.
Vernon: (to Harry, who is taking his time placing the bacon on the plates) Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy!]
"He's not a house-elf/slave" was the general mutter from various people.
[Harry: Yes, Uncle Vernon.
Petunia leads Dudley over to the family room, where there are a vast amount of presents. Dudley stares.
Petunia: Aren't they wonderful, darling?
Dudley: How many are there?
Vernon: Thirty-six. Counted 'em myself.
Dudley: Thirty-six?! But last year I had thirty-seven!!
Vernon: Err yes, well, some of them are quite a bit bigger than last year.
Dudley: I don't care how big they are!
Petunia: (calming him down) Oh, now, now, now. This is what we're going to do, is that when we go out, we're going to buy you two new presents! How's that, pumpkin?]
A few muttered angrily at this. 'How can she condone this?! He would be over my knee and not receiving anything if he was my child' was the consecutive thought running through all the parent's heads.
[Outside the house in the morning. The happy family is heading to the car.
Petunia: This will be a lovely day at the zoo. I'm really looking forward to it.
Harry then goes to go in the car, but Vernon stops him, pointing his keys at him.
Vernon: I'm warning you now, boy. Any funny business, any at all, and you won't have any meals for a week. Get in.]
"THEY STARVED YOU" Snape yelled shocked. And he thought his childhood was bad- which it was don't get him wrong- but at least he was able to do accidental magic and not be worried about not getting fed for a week.
"No? Yes? I don't know, but what I do know is that for every punishment I get I deserved it." Started Harry, though his response left the adults speechless.
"No you didn't Harry, you'd never deserved that, not now not ever" Fred whispered to him with determination, secretly taking Harry's hand in his.
[At the London Zoo. The family is in the reptile house, looking at a large Boa constrictor.
Dudley: Make it move.
Vernon taps the glass of the cage.
Vernon: Move!
Dudley taps the glass much harder, and Vernon nervously winces.
Dudley: MOVE!
Harry: He's asleep!
Dudley: He's boring.
Dudley and his parents head over to another enclosure. Harry is left with the snake.
Harry: Sorry about him. He doesn't understand what it's like, lying there day after day, having people press their ugly faces in on you. (The snake looks up and blinks.) Can you...hear me? (The snake nods) It's just...I've never talked to a snake before. Do you...I mean...do you talk to people often?]
"You're a Parclemouth?!" The Potter patriarch exclaimed.
"Yes I am"
"Wait! That's a Black family trait that seemingly skipped all the new generations! You must have got that from the Black genes!" The Black lord shouts.
"Well his grandmother was Dorea Black, so he does have a close relation to them, so I guess that solved where he got that from"
"Wait, I was told that it from having Voldemort's-" The pureblood's (except the obvious few) shivered. "-power's transferred to me from the failed killing curse?"
"No, the only way that could happen was if you're Voldemort's Horcrux, and even then it's rare for that to happen," Sirius explained. At this Dumbledore paled and unknown to him McGonagall was watching him. (and for those of you that want to know how Sirius knows about the Horcrux's I'm going to explain it at the end)
'What's wrong with Albus? There's something going on and I'm going to find out what' McGonagall thought.
"Oh" was all Harry had to say.
'Damn! They're ruining all my carefully built plans! Soon Harry is going to find out that I was lying to him the whole time!' Dumbledore thought
"Uh, what is a Horcrux exactly?" Hermione asked, always ready to learn something new.
"A Horcrux is a piece of very dark magic. A person has to kill someone with so much hate that a piece of there soul is split, then the person transfers that piece of the soul into an object or thing that has some importance to them. If Harry is indeed a Horcrux then he would have to have been an accidental one 'cause as far as I know Harry has no importance to Voldemort." Sirius explained, shocking many people with how much he knows of the subject.
"And just how do you know this, my boy?" Albus asked, afraid for all his plans that now seem to be going down in flames.
"That is a conversation for a different time Dumbledore and not one we will have here" he responded.
[(The snake shakes its head) You're from Brazil, aren't you? Was it nice there, do you miss your family? (The snake turns its head in the direction of a sign which says, Bred in Captivity) I see. That's me as well. I never knew my parents, either.
(The now awake snake has attracted Dudley's attention. He comes over to the glass, knocking Harry to the floor.]
"You watch who you're shoving there you great lump! That's my friend you're shoving around!" George yelled making almost everybody jump.
"Merlin! I forgot you were there!" Neville and Alex exclaimed, after being in shock from the movie- though Alex was just really into the drama that was going on a rounder her- they kinda forgot that there were people around them.
[Dudley: Mummy, dad, come here! You won't believe what this snake is doing!
Dudley puts his hands on the glass wall. From behind Harry glares at him. Suddenly, the glass disappears, causing Dudley to wretch forward, losing his balance.
Dudley: Whoa! Ahh! Ahh!!
Dudley falls into the snake enclosure, sputtering in a pool of water. Harry snickers at what he saw. The snake gets out of the exhibit, stopping in front of Harry.]
Everyone, except the Dursley's, laughs at this, with the twins and the two childish Marauders rolling on the floor.
[Snake: Thanksssssss.
Harry: Anytime.
The snake slivers off to the exit.
Man: SNAKE!
There is a lot of screaming as the snake heads for freedom. Dudley gets up to get out, but the glass is now back over the enclosure. Seeing that he is now trapped, he pounds the glass in panic.]
"Yes!" Almost everyone yells happily
[Dudley: Mum, mummy!
Petunia: (notices him in the exhibit) AHH!
Dudley: Mum, help! Help me!
Petunia: My darling boy! How did you get in there?! How did you get in there? Dudley, oh, Dudley!
Harry grins and snickers, Vernon notices this and glares down at him. Harry stops smiling, knowing that he is in trouble with Vernon.]
"You better not hurt him Dursley because if you do you won't know what hit you." Remus and Sirius growl, protective of their pup/cub.
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Okay for Sirius knowing about Horcrux's. Look at it this way, though he didn't like it and he ran away from it he still grew up in the House of Black, a house known for being primarily dark. I personally feel that as a Horcrux is some of the darkest magic, they will teach it to their children. So even though in the sixth or seventh book it says that not a lot of people know of Horcrux's I doubt Dumbledore meant that as a whole in the wizarding world, as there are really dark families that teach the darkest of the dark magics to there kids.