Sounds and Whatnot

Bam.

Crash.

Bang.

"Diddykins, I know you're upset, but there was nothing we could do."

"YOU ABSOLUTELY COULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING, YOU JUST DON'T CARE ABOUT ME!"

"Oh don't speak like that, dear, of..."

I tune out the rest of Dudley's tantrum. I almost want to laugh at how pathetic my aunt is right now, but that would surely mean the belt, so I hold it in. 

"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST THROW THAT FREAK OUT?!"

"You know why, Dudley." She said sternly, then she stomped away.

Huh. That's weird, aunt Petunia only ever used that tone on me. Makes me think, why they decided to keep me in the first place.

Dumbledore did say something about wards, but that can't be it, can it? They could just easily throw me out whenever they liked, they don't care about magic stuff anyway. Plus, it's not like Voldemort would care about them. Or, I could up and leave them now... I wouldn't care if they died, would I?

Really makes you think.