3 For a better tomorrow

Harry wake up by the sound of the bell, looking at the window and seeing the sun he thought that someone had woken him up just as he started his nap. He hope it wasn't some of his crappy neighbours, if they were he was going to give them a piece of his mind.

It was with a grumpy face that he started to walk to the door.

The moment he open it up he heard "Are you alright? It's the third time I came here".

Harry look at the person speaking and saw that it was the officer of just this morning, a little puzzled about why he was here he asked

"Didn't you were going to come tomorrow?"

The officer looked at him and with a questioning face he asked

"Is tomorrow champ, Already 9 am".

Harry opened his eyes in surprise he had slept for more than a day.

The officer seeing the surprised look asked with a smile "Did you fall asleep since yesterday?"

Harry nodded his head with a little embarrassment. It was the first time he had slept so much!

"Okey, nothing to worry about, did you eat yet?"

Harry shook his head, the officer, on the other hand, smiled and showed him a bag that said Wc Dunald's Harry open his eyes in surprise, it had been hundreds of years since he had eaten something from Wc.

Seeing the Wc logo he think of the tragic end they had after the Burguer War Revolution of 2228, it had been a messy war, so messy that it was forbidden to even talk about it.

Harry invited the officer in, now that he could use magic he wasn't scared not as anxious as yesterday.

The officer looks at the sparkling kitchen and then look at the kid "You really are good at cleaning".

Harry smiled "I been cleaning since four years olds, you should see the roses! They prick my fingers a lot but they are still pretty!"

Hearing this the officer took mental notes, the Dursley's were going to have a really bad time.

After eating breakfast, the officer look at Harry and said "Okey Harry, now that you are full, we need to talk some things regarding yesterday"

Harry nodded his head in understanding.

"The first is that your uncle Vernon will go to jail, probably for a year but we need to wait for the trial.

"Your aunt will be held on probation, she will live here with you with constant visits from child service.

"The last thing is your cousin, he might go to juvenile jail until he has better conduct".

Hearing all of this Harry frowned a little, yesterday he wanted to drown the Dursley's in the deepest hole on the hearth, but now, with his head a little more relaxed…he didn't like it at all, he was 356 years old, and that makes him have another look to the world, one with less pettiness.

He didn't regret about Vernon, he was a right bastard but his aunt was different, he knew that Petunia would probably send him to an orphanage if she had the chance, but she was also completely terrified of Dumbledore's, Petunia's hatred didn't come for only jealously, wizards had killed her parents and sister, and seeing one of them living with them had the poor woman bonkers.

She was also the last blood connecting to his mother, and for Magical's, blood ties were really important.

Dudley, on the other hand, wasn't really at fault, he was only a kid that grow with bad parents and sending him to juvenile jail leave a sour taste in his mouth.

Harry look at the officer and said "I don't think is my cousin fault, I don't mind about Vernon, he is a bad man, but my cousin isn't really at fault"

The officer looks at the kid while thinking 'the brat is more mature than I thought.' Still, the fact was that his cousin even if it was thanks to a faulty upbringing, was at fault after speaking with some of the school parents and their son… the complaints had been severe.

"Okey, do you have any idea for your cousin?"

Harry nodded his head fast and said "You need to scare him! Send him one day to real jail and make someone be mean to him and then tell him that next time he is going to jail!"

The officer look at Harry and chuckle a little, what he just said was a t.v program for rude teens. Still, it may have some merit, he will need permission from the mother.

The officer nods his head and said: "Anyway, your aunt will come to the house later around 14hs if something happens you need to call the police, okay? Even if you don't call there will be someone coming to the house this week".

Harry nodded his head, still thinking how he would interact with his aunt from now on.

The officer had already left the house.

Harry use the next couple of hours to unbound the last shackle to his magic core.

Closing his eyes he appear again inside of his core, this time he didn't need to send a burst of magic, the third one would probably be the quickest of the three.

Looking at his core he could see that the cracks that it had were completely gone, the wards, on the other hand, we're getting a little stronger, having sufficient magic to use, still, it wouldn't be a problem.

He started to send thin tendrils of magic towards the core, slowly cutting the charm.

*snap* the last bound sounded like a snapped rubber band.

Harry who was still looking at his core, open his eyes wide.

His core started to expand fast, and from the normally bluish colour that it had now it also have two more, one was completely green, while the other was of a bluish-black and silver, the colours made Harry think about his Parselmouth abilities, while the second one making remember the days when he had tried to become an Animagus.

He never understood why he had lost the Parsaltonge abilities after Voldemort death.

The same was for his inability to become an Animagus, he had made the ritual, and tried countless others, yet something was missing, still, he remembered that whatever animal he was it was completely black with bright blue eyes, the silver colour thought was completely new.

He understood what had happened, the Wards had killed his Animugs and Parsetonge abilities.

Having this new discovery Harry made teeth showing smile.

Seeing the time it had been around four hours, though most of the time was Lost looking at the colours, still, he had only two hours left until his aunt was home and he wanted to have a clear mind before speaking with her.

Harry again started to cast cooking charms towards the fridge and cupboard, from it, eggs, flour, olive oil, garlic and basil, flew towards deferents bowls or to the sink to wash.

This time his magic was really smooth, making him sigh in bliss.

Seeing his smooth magic the happy Harry had a fun idea, something he didn't do since he was 26-years-old after travelling to India to visit the Patil's twins, In there he learned Tantric magic and his favourite one Musical Charms.

Seeing the ingredients floating around, he cast another spell, this one was towards the pans and spoons, instead of cooking the pans started to play the percussion.

Harry seeing this smiled more and cast more spells towards a pillow making it transfigure into a monkey while the entire couch transfigured into an elephant.

The elephant started to make the sound of a trombone with his trunk, while the spoons were hitting the frying pans, the kitchen drawers were open and closing also following the tempo of the song

The monkey who had the hair like Elvis started to sing

Shooby doop dobby doop dobby dah dah doo dap

Shooby doop dobby doop dobby dah dah doo dee ap

Shooby doop dobby doop dobby dah dah doo dap

Do bop she doo, whoo!

Shooby doop dobby doop dobby dah dah doo dap

Shooby doop dobby doop dobby dah dah doo dee ap

Shooby doop dobby doop dobby dah dah doo dap

Do bop she doo, whoo!…

While the song was loudly covering the noises of his cooking, Harry was also dancing.

Harry choose this song in particular, as it had a lot of good memories in it.

He had said that he was going back to be happy, and he meant it, he would have fun, and yes vengeance was a thing, but in the end, he was strong enough to just go the fuck away should he need it.

And honestly, seeing his uncle in jail and his Animagus power, he was happy right now, so it was with this that Harry the old man, was dancing while cooking and singing. The dance moves were fast and followed the tempo as if showing the world 'Look! My bones don't hurt anymore!'.

This went on until the food was ready.

After the song finished everything flew back into place.

He sit at the table and started to eat the simple but delicious spaghetti and pesto, his favourite food.

While eating Harry drop a tear, this time the tear wasn't for everything that he had lost but for happiness. Thinking about the future he started to laugh out loud, the laugh making him have a hiccup, this only make him laugh more.

It was with the sound of a laugher and hiccups that Harry waited for his aunt.

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At 14hs the sound of keys was heard.

Harry who was still eating looks towards the door, hearing more steps he saw his aunt looking at him with eyes full of rage.

Harry saw that she was going to start screaming making him roll his eyes, instead of making things worst he said to Petunia

"There is another plate of Pesto for you if you want"

This make his aunt confused, Harry wasn't looking at her scared but instead spoke to her in a calm tone, and did he say Pesto? When did he learn to cook that?

Guessing his Aunt thoughts he said again "I learned in the school Library, but as you never give me the chance to actually enjoy cooking I never make it".

Petunia, hearing this scowl his face and said "Library with your grades? What would you read in there?".

Still, she went and grab a plate of the pesto, it looked nice, like those Italian chefs on the tv.

"Reading. And you know that I have bad grades because of you right? Or did you forget the beating I had after the teachers call you for Dudley bad grades?"

"You cheated from my Diddykins!"

Harry hearing this chuckled a little making his aunt open his mouth, but again he interrupt her,

"Then why is he still having bad grades? Please don't tell me it's my freakiness, you know that magic doesn't work li that, right pets?"

Hearing the name of how her sister called her plus the world magic Petunia paled in fright and while stammering she said

"H-how did you know about magic!? I did everything to hide it from you!"

Harry only shook his head and instead of answering he snap his fingers making the dirty pans with pesto levitated to wash by themselves.

Petunia pale more, this time she was really scared.

Harry looking at her straight in the eyes said "You know that Dudley is going to the juvie right? They started to ask school kids about him, apparently, he wasn't so well behaved as you said.

"Not that it was his fault to grow up here with people like Vernon and you".

Petunia fear of magic was covered by the rage of those words and yell,

"I'm sure it was you and your lies! We raised a perfectly normal boy! Not like you and you freakiness!".

Hearing his aunt in denial, harry grab his T-shirt and pull it off making all the scars seen

"Normal? Look at this Petunia! Look what you did to a child! To a fucking kid! To the son of your sister!" Harry was angry now and yell at Petunia.

Petunia moved his head to the side, not wanting to look at his back.

"You don't even dare to look at your work! Cowards, what you lot are!"

This time his Magic pulse in anger making all the glasses break.

Petunia grabbed his head in fright and hide under the table.

Harry seeing this calm himself and look at her with disappointment in his eyes.

He go to where his aunt was and looking at his trembling figure he said in almost a whisper to her,

"You knows, I don't want to be here right?"

Petunia didn't respond while looking at the ground.

"And you are not the only person that had lost things to magic, I lost both of my parents, my grandparents, everyone who loved me, death thanks to magic.

"I still, even till this day, can hear the screams of both of my parents before they died"

Saying this Harry start walking off the kitchen, looking back at her aunt he said this time with an angry tone full of impotence at not knowing how to talk to her,

"I will grab the second room of Dudley, for this moment onwards we don't know each other, should Vernon, Dudley or you even try to harm me again I will erase you from the earth!"

Harry was fuming in anger and wanted to put the whole situation behind him, so he went to the stairs.

While walking up he said in a booming voice that shake the whole house "You are lucky of having the same blood as my mother! Otherwise, you would be all dead! A child abuser is what you are, Freaks!"

With those words, Harry went into his new room.

His mind was in a lot of turmoil and didn't want to clean the room, so he waved his hand and make all the toys banish from the room, he honestly didn't care about it.

With another wave, he cleans the whole room and opens up the windows.

Seeing the bed without bed sheets or pillows he conjures a completely new set, he pumps enough magic on it to last for at least a week.

He jumps into the bed while looking at the ceiling.

He was thinking about his mother, wherever she was looking at him and with some tears in his eyes he said

"I hope I'm not in the wrong mom, but I really can't stand them, I tried…a little".

A gentle wind enter through the window, the curtains of the rooms slowly waving while for Harry it felt like his mother was caressing his hair.

Harry closed his eyes, he was mentally tired, and the use of magic had made his muscle a little sore, also the air of the recently cleaned bedroom smelled so fresh, it was the perfect moment for a nap.

Tomorrow he would start training his magic more, he still needed to see his mental library and his Animagus form, maybe look for any Parcel Magic Books, he didn't know if he had any. Still, thinking about his new toys to play with makes him feel giddier for tomorrow.

Petunia on the other hand was still sitting on the floor, she was thinking about the last words of the freak 'Child abuser' Thinking about it she started to cry, he was right they were cowards and freaks.

It was with this thought on his mind that Petunia went to his room, thinking if Lily and his parents were looking at her, she hoped not to, because if yes…she didn't want to know the beating that it was waiting for her, beating? Like if go anywhere else Thant hell.

Petunia throw herself on the bed looking at the ceiling, the air of the room felt stuffy, she really hated the paper walls that Vernon choose.

She chuckle a little, maybe this was her own hell.

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Another chapter, hope you all like it.

We had closure with the Dursley's, next chapter will be about his Animagus, plans for the future and then a good time skip to July 31.