There Was Magic
They knocked on the door and when no one reacted for after a few seconds, they rang the doorbell.
It was mechanical and high pitched.
It…
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A boy in what looked like a robe, was lying on the ground his eyes were empty and cold, A boy was kneeling by him sobbing.
It was in an arena, it seemed like a giant party, it seemed brighter than the candles that lit the place would lead you to believe.
There was screaming, cheering, and sobbing, as everyone had not yet grasped what was happening.
The boy looked up, it was Harry, but… different, older. He spoke through his tears. “Voldemort has returned, and he killed Cedric!”
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…Miss Figgs went to open the door. My head hurt.
My mum as they came in said, “Come on Dudders! … and Harry, were leaving!” Mummy seemed really excited to leave, she even used one of my shorter nicknames. She’ll be even more excited when Harry gets taken away.
Then it will just be us again.
Not like I remember a time without Harry, but that’s beside the point.
I look at Harry with all the hatred I could muster, it was difficult when I remembered those dreams, where he is really sad, but their lies, it’s what Mummy and Daddy said when I tell them about my nightmares.
Their never wrong.
“Freak, come on were going!” The freak looked at me in disbelief, then I remember the bandages he’s got underneath his stupid clothes
The freak doesn’t need that, Daddy, even though he was trying to beat the freak out of him!
It was obviously would never work.
I’ve been trying to beat the freak out of him for years!
Poor Harry was probably going to a freak forever. So, he should just not be here, no point in being beat if it gonna do nothin. Especially as bad as Daddy did it…
Wrapping bandages sucks anyway, I don’t want to wrap them more than I need to, and I had to do two lots of them! Two!
All the bad stuff would leave with Harry, it had too. I just have to wait.
And I won’t have to wrap any more bandages. Which is neat.
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We had gotten home a couple of hours ago, it was getting close to the time when Miss Figg told me to bring Harry to her house… I hope I don’t have to do that… I might miss dinner.
We were all watching tv in the sitting room, except for Harry who was dusting mummy’s china cabinet. He was obviously still sore because he would wince every so often.
Glad I roughed him up so often or he would barely be able to function. Go me!
I start paying attention to just the tv again while eating my chips, the colours just blur together but that’s normal…
I turn my head to look out the window as the TV didn’t really hold my attention for long. I see something that isn’t normal. An owl on the window sill.
It was peering at me. Freaky bird. I could see a lady was walking on the sidewalk by the window, did I know her?
I look at the tv again and all the colours that blur together, my head starts to hurt a bit, but I remember, it’s the cat lady she must be here for Harry.
I turn to Mummy and Daddy, seeing Harry out of the corner of my eye. Squinting at me. “Mummy, Daddy there is someone at the door.” There was a loud knock after that.
I run out of my seat to get to the door.
Opening it I hear my parents make an audible yelp of shock in the background.
They’ll be fine though it’s the cat lady, and she is going to take the freak away, and we can be happy.
The cat lady has a pointy hat, a long cloak with many a frayed edge, and an old-fashioned cane that looks like it was plucked straight from an old folks’ home, and the owl from the window sill was sitting on her hand which held the cane, her hands, also both had what looked like leather gloves.
She then looked at me like I look at bugs and some of my classmates. Were they as Intimidated by my glare as I was by hers, I hope so because I am now very scared.
“The cat lady freak is here f-freak!” I shout out to Harry. He seems confused for a second, maybe he was stupid and didn’t think cat lady was actually coming.
I looked up at the lady and she looked at me bit confused to, ha. Now we have two stupid freaks.
Wait? what does that make me… if I confuse the freak?
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I could hear crying, I looked outside the window.
Harry was still outside in the tree and Ripper was still barking at him.
When are they going to let him back inside?
It was funny at first but now its just been such a long time.
But everyone was still laughing, I was still laughing.
I stopped.
Dad was still looking at me, Mum too, and while laughing they looked at me while she touched Daddy on in waist.
She was touching his belt…
I looked outside, the grass began to wave, the branches went wild.
It wasn’t windy.
I began to laugh again.
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NO! that’s just how freaky she is, that she is confused by normal folk! My Daddy said I’m normal and he’s always right. Every freaky thing in my life is Harry’s fault, and once he’s gone we will be happy.
My dad sounded very red, I heard him shout. “Get away from Dudley you freak.” He pushed me away, He seemed very upset the cat lady was here.
That was because he didn’t know about the cat lady taking Harry away!
The lady looked a bit irritated and said. “I hear you have been hurting your charge.” I shivered, why is she so mad Harry needed it… Its like Mummy said if a medicine isn’t working you go on another one, and this one isn’t working so were going to give him to the freaks!
With a gleam of malice, she looked into Daddies eyes as Daddy shakily grabbed me and took me towards Mummy and Harrys.
I’m starting to think this may not have been the best idea I’ve ever had.
Mummy was constantly shivering, while dad was red hot and as still as a statue, while us three huddled together, and Harry stood close by. While Mummy and Daddy held on to each other and me Mummy said, “How did you know.” Cat lady smiled quite wide and said, “A witch never reveals her secrets.” She’s a freak everyone knows magic doesn’t exist.
…Except that time…
And that other…
Okay magic exists. I’m not stupid!
She looked at us raised a weird stick at Harry and said, “pack your most important possessions young man, try to pack a few changes of clothes.” Harry didn’t move, the cat lady shooed him away.
Harry couldn’t run fast enough.
Then continuing pointing at us she continued, directing Harry, “You’re not coming back here, so anything you don’t take will stay,”
She smiled.
“Until I can make the time to drop by… Again.” Mummy started yelling crying, its like crying but with the added yelling, she does it sometimes when reprimanded at Harry.
Cat lady, squinted her eyes at Harry when he ran to his closet room. She then looked at us again, then introduced herself.
“I am Professor McGonagall, of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. I and the Headmaster, gave Harry to you roughly ten years ago, to keep him safe.
Sneering , she said, “Obviously that was the wrong decision, and I am now rectifying that.” She looked very angry, and then she looked at me. She scared me a lot, she said a lot of words I didn’t understand, and she scared Mummy and Daddy.
I can’t wait for her to leave.
She looked at me again her gaze softened the smallest amount. She said pointing at me. “You pack some of your belongings, you’re coming with me as well.” There were lots of shouts coming from us now, and I started to sob.
This is all Harry’s fault.
“Mummy? Daddy? I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna leave. McGogal can’t make me, she can’t.” Despite it being stressful for everyone else. McGonal gave a little chuckle at what I said. Was this funny to her?
Why can’t the freaks just leave, the aliens the rainbows guys, why can’t they just leave, everything will be much better when they do.
She then said. “Wingardium Leviousa.” It made everything not tied to the floor lift and float. Harry had come out a moment before when he heard the yelling and the cries, and his mouth was just open wide. I also thought It was amazing, but it just made me start crying more, how is Mummy and Daddy supposed to stop someone who can do this? She’s going to take me away and no one can stop her.
Daddy said very reluctantly, after everything had been placed down again “Dudley, you’re going to have to get some stuff get as much stuff as you can, we will find a way of getting you back, okay my boy?” He looked really irritated that he had to say that. Mum was barely standing and had to lean on Daddy for support.
I ran up the stairs. I just couldn’t stop crying. I could barely see, so I bumped into my door frame and tripped and fell onto a toy. It hurt a bit.
I grabbed all my favourite clothes and I managed to pack quickly deconstruct my computer and put it into its box with all its parts into the original packaging and wrapped it with pillows and a giant cloth bag, so it wouldn’t get damaged, also found some of my favourite toys and manuals for the computer and some programming software.
I look at my bed, and I stall for a second.
It’s not my fault I’m being taken away, the freak is the reason.
The Freak is the reason I have those dreams…
He must have smuggled them in my room, I just kept them… so he didn’t have more freaky stuff to make my parents angry with.
I slowly kneel down and pull out an old suitcase from under my bed I used once for a holiday.
I slowly unzip it, I can hear the crinkle of newspaper I used, to make sure they don’t get damaged, they feel important even if their freaky and scary.
I see the three glowing orbs of glass, one could fit in one hand but was heavy with centuries of weight and responsibilities, one was the size of a marble but it practically hissed, and the final one barely fit in the suitcase the dark clouds coiled in this one and made shapes of animals, smaller men, larger women and people mixed with animals, and they all surrounded a child who whispered in their ears.
I hear voices raising again. So, I quickly stuff the things in the suitcase and run down with my two smaller bags with my clothes, toys and … marbles, then run up before she can say anything to me to get the larger bag with the computer.
She looks at me with a look that Mummy sometimes gives Daddy when she is left with the freak for too long. She must have a headache; the freak deserves it taking me from my lovely normal loving family who love me lots.
It would’ve been perfect when Harry left. Now I’m leaving too.
Why did I try and help him? I mean why did I try and get rid of Harry, now I’m stuck with the freaks?
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Harry was running from us, but we caught him.
We hit him a few times and we told him to stay away from all us normal kids, that we don’t want to get what he got.
He cried but walked away, he looked back mad.
But he still walked away.
He doesn’t understand, this is for his own good.
This is how freaks are dealt with.
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I run to parents and start crying again and give them the biggest hug I’ve ever given.
Mummy lovingly strokes my hair and tells me they’ll get me back soon, and to try and be patent.
Daddy after giving me a hug, gives me a firm handshake. Telling me to not let the freaks do freaky things to me.
After the Catogall freak made our bags float, she told us to hold on to her,
I refused. I didn’t want to go with her.
But she just grabbed me by the ear and told me to stop being difficult.
The next moment we disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
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We all appeared in what looked like the nurse’s office at school, but in an old castle?
An older, more grandma like woman appeared from one of the blind blocked beds. She was dressed like a normal nurse, but also had some stuff that I thought only doctors had, at least this one looked nice for a freak.
She uttered good naturedly, after getting a good look at us. “Who are these little folks.” She took one of me and Harrys cheeks as she said this.
She’s worse than Aunty Marge.
The catnaper said “They need to be looked over. Normal troubled children procedures.” The nice freak then looked at both of us with pity,
I don’t need pity.
I’m the one who was kidnapped I just need to go back home…
I guess I deserve a little pity.
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A man walked down a hallway opened a door it had two locks on it and he entered…
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I guess I deserve a little pity.
she looked at Harrys forehead for second, then looked a bit shocked, but she quickly covered it up, I’m not even sure the freak noticed, He was looking all over the room probably looking at all the freaky stuff they have in here.
The nice freak takes my hand and brings me to one of the beds, she speaks to the freaky prof. “I’ll look at this one first, you can have a little discussion with Harry Potter.” She then closes the curtain.
Now where closed in.
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“Who do you like best?”
“Of course, the best person is me…but you would be a close second Piers.”
“…Thanks.” He coughed.
“But I meant the girls.” Oh
“You shoudla said… Sally, room 4.”
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I’m scared now. I close my eyes.
I hear a soft chuckle.
And I feel something soft on my lap.
I open my eyes. The nice freaks hair is waving around like it’s trying to get out of her skull. Even a freaky child would get scared of that what she’s doing.
She grabs a stick from her waist waves it and her hair stills.
I look down and… Mr B?
She actually laughs, “I think that cat likes you must have snuck into one of your bags.”
She chuckles again. “I don’t see many young ones that have that particular little accident.”
Seeing my confusion, she clarified. “It’s pretty rare.” As if that would help.
I ask confused, “What accident?” She looks confused for a second. Then answered me.
“Sorry young one I wasn’t aware you didn’t know...” She gestures towards me with her hand an excited look her face. Is she asking for my name? Why did she know Harrys then? Why is she excited?
I tuck away those curious thoughts away, Mummy and Daddy wouldn’t like it.
I decide to answer the implied question. “Dudley.”
She seems almost more excited, which I dint think was even possible, for what she’s about to say.
She says. “In simple terms.” She smirked.
Then she ruined my life. “Dudley – Yer a wizard.”
I’m a what.
I then scream at the top of my lungs.