Back to Privet Drive

Vernon as usual wore an angry expression on his face clearly disgusted by the fact that he had to come a pick up a 'freak'.

Witnessing him with that expression, Harry could not help but remember the prank he had pulled on his uncle. He had told Vernon about his godfather, Sirius Black and that he was an absconding 'murderer' and was maintaining regular contact with him and checking on him.

Vernon along with Petunia had been horrified. For the fear of his 'murderer' godfather, they had treated Harry well this summer vacation compared to the other years.

Harry's lips widened in a smile, remembering the past. Although this time, he was not going to use the same trick. After living a life of century and half, Harry had more or less forgotten and forgiven his aunt's family. In his life full of miseries, the Dursleys' behaviour was not something he had held in his heart.

But now that he was back, he was going to give the Dursleys some small but definitely well deserved punishment.

He was going to have a fun vacation with his family and he could not help but smirk inwardly.

"Boy," shouted Vernon, who had spotted Harry by now. "What are you doing there standing? Move fast and don't waste my time."

Harry grinned and shouted, "Uncle...." and ran towards Vernon with an excited face, his steps bouncy.

Vernon was taken aback by the cheerful voice and the excitement on the face of Harry. He wondered if his nephew of this had suffered some kind of illness or maybe a brain damage?

Harry in moments stood before Vernon and cheered loudly, even attracting the attention of few passers-by, "Uncle... you are here."

Vernon looked around and gave an apologetic smile to everyone.

He hushed, "Boy, what are you doing? Have, your brain got rotten? Stop embarrassing me."

Harry's expression turned painful... and he was almost on the verge of crying, "But, uncle… I am only happy that you came to pick me up."

Seeing Harry's expression, Vernon panicked, "No… no... its fine. I just asked you stop being so loud."

Not willing to create a scene, he quickened, "Come with me."

Harry's face lit up in delight, "Thank you uncle."

Meanwhile, Vernon quickly turned around and decided it would be good if he could reach his home first and then deal with this nonsense. Even though his little mind inside his fat face, could not help but wonder, what could have happened to Harry.

On the other side, Harry was laughing like a mad man internally. Oh! Boy he really is going to enjoy this vacation.

Vernon had taken few steps, when he remembered something.

He turned and questioned, "Boy, where is that trunk of yours?"

Harry who was 2 steps behind Vernon jumped ahead and landed next to Vernon, scaring the hell out of him.

"Uncle, I learned a new magical spell," said Harry in delight. "With this I can shrink the size of my trunk."

"Would you want to see it?" Asked Harry with expectant eyes.

Vernon was quick with confusion on his face, "How are you going to show me? Aren't you prohibited from doing those freakish things outside your school?"

In his normal life, Harry would have gotten extremely angry hearing the word 'freakish.' But now knowing, how those purebloods treated the muggle born, this word sounded respectful to him.

He leaned in and whispered, "Uncle, I have learned some tricks. I can now freely use magic outside the school."

The look of horror which appeared on Vernon's face made Harry extremely happy. He was struggling hard to not to cackle in front of Vernon's face.

Vernon, finally regained his breath and stammered with wide eyes, his index finger pointing towards Harry, "You... you... can now do magic outside the school?"

Harry grinned and nodded happily; his face filled with joy. Vernon's fear increased even further.

Vernon was in no mood for any conversation and he hurried his pace. He wanted to reach his house as soon as possible. Harry followed him behind.

During the entire journey, Vernon maintained an awkward silence, and while tried to initiate some little conversation, but every time Harry spoke, Vernon was frightened. Afterall he could not forget, what had happened to his sister, previous year. He did not want to float like her, in any condition.

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Vernon entered his house at 4, Privet Drive in hurry. Petunia, who had opened the door for her husband, looked at Vernon in confusion while Dudley was busy in his work, eating.

"What happened," she asked, confusion marring over her face.

Vernon kept quiet looking at Harry.

Petunia still confused looked towards Harry, "Boy… what has happened?"

A look of confusion appeared on Harry's 'innocent' face, "I don't know. He did not even talk to me during the entire journey."

Harry, deciding that he had few other things to complete, said before Petunia could reply anything, "Uncle, I will go to my room. I will talk to you all, later."

With this Harry started climbing the stairs towards his room. Petunia was about to speak something and berate Harry but Vernon took hold of her hand and stopped her.

"Ok," he said giving Harry a small and stiff smile.

Petunia looked at Vernon in confusion. He fell on sofa, after Harry was out of his view, in exhaustion and stammered, "The boy has gone mad. I tell you."

Petunia continued looking at him in confusion until Vernon muttered, "He says that, he can now do these freakish things outside the school."

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