Young Harry sat on the sofa in the hotel room, he knew he'd be sleeping on this sofa tonight, Dudley had refused to sleep in the same room as him. He cradled his left arm, Uncle Vernon might have broken it. Again. He didn't know how his body kept getting better on it's own but it made Uncle Vernon mad each time.
"Can I do it?" He heard Dudley's voice come from his parents bedroom
"No Dudders" Aunt Petunia's voice replied "you might ruin your clothes. Besides, your dad is going to do it"
"Yes" Uncle Vernon's voice responded "now remember Dudley, you are never to do anything like this ever. The freak is the only exception to the rule."
"Just hurry up and get it over with" Petunia's voice responded
"Fine" Vernon said as he opened the door and saw the freak staring at the blank TV, he had forbidden the freak from watching. He didn't want him to break the TV because he sure as hell did not want to pay the bill. "Stand up boy!" He ordered and the freak jumped to his feet like a well trained dog "Now, you...you've caused me a lot of trouble over the years" He said with a gleam in his eye
"I'm sorry" Harry replied softly "I..."
"Shut it!" Vernon back handed Harry, causing him to fall on the floor "Don't interrupt. You see, I've had enough of you and you're freakishness. I am going to end it, do you know how?" Harry shook his head to say 'no', he didn't want to risk talking again out of fear of getting hit "With this!" Vernon exclaimed as he pulled a knife out
"NO! I..." Harry was cut off by Uncle Vernon slamming his spare hand over Harry's mouth, pushing a flailing Harry down on to the ground
"Quiet freak!" He hissed "You should be grateful, I'll send you off to join your freak father and your whore mother"
Harry tried to say something but all that came out were muffled screams, Uncle Vernon held the knife up, ready to slam it down on the freak. Harry saw his uncle's arm move before darkness took over.
Harry woke up, he didn't know how long he was asleep. He didn't know how long he was alive, he looked up to see he was still in the hotel room. His aunt was putting a plaster over his uncles face, while his uncle was growling due to the pain. Harry noticed that his uncle had several cuts on his arm, he also noticed that the room was messed up. The TV was broken, the furniture scattered and the walls damaged. His uncle and aunty hadn't noticed he was awake yet, he kept his eyes closed and only had considered opening them the bare minimum for him to see what was going on but decided to keep them completely closed just in case.
"That bloody freak!" Vernon growled "He broke the knife and everything! Look at all this damage!"
"I know" Petunia sighed "It didn't work"
"Don't worry, I have a back up plan" Vernon said with an evil smile.
Harry didn't know how long he played dead, but it was clearly long enough for his aunt and uncle to rearrange the furniture and repair as much damage as they could on their own. Eventually they just gave it up and packed their things, Uncle Vernon grabbed Harry's body and picked him up, he made it look like Harry was just asleep. Though he did his best not to look at the freak, which is why he didn't notice the slightly open eyes of Harry Potter who noted they were leaving the hotel.
A few hours later, Vernon had just returned from a shop and was driving in his rental car. Dudley was clapping happily in the front while Petunia sat in the back behind Vernon, trying her best not to look at Harry who was sat in the middle, still faking unconsciousness, not that she knew that.
"Do you have it?" Petunia asked Vernon, who smiled slightly as he gently moved his clothes to let his wife see the gun he had brought "how much did that cost?!"
"Don't worry Poppet, it wasn't too expensive" He assured his wife
"Hmm, you had better get rid of that once we're free of this freakishness" She snorted
"Worry not, once we're done with it, I'll get rid of it"
"You can't" Harry's soft voice spoke, startling the Dursley's as they didn't know he was awake "you won't be able to get rid of it"
"Why is that?" Vernon scowled
"Because" Harry's face no longer looked like one belonging to an innocent three year old, his voice dropped into a deadly whisper just loud enough to be heard "you won't live long enough to do it"
Harry stretched his arm out and any response from the Dursley's was cut off when Harry summoned the gun to his hand, Petunia shrieked in horror and by the time that Vernon had been able to recognise what happened he was shot in the arm and screamed in pain while Dudley yelped in horror. Harry tossed the gun out of the window before aiming his hand at Vernon, his palm glowed a bright green light before a green beam shot out and struck Vernon.
Vernon's head hit the wheel as his foot now lay flat on the accelerator, Harry was about to deal with Aunt Petunia when his eyes widened as he realised how fast the car was going. Before he could do anything, the car crashed. Harry, unlike Dudley, had his seat belt on. Which proved to be very helpful as the occupants soon found themselves upside down.
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