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Nothing Harry Potter did was right. His Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia had told h
im that for as long as he could remember and after the events of the Tri-Wizard
Tournament, Harry was starting to believe it himself, no matter what his friends
and Professors tried to convince him ofotherwise. It didn't help that almost ha
lf of the school thought he might have murdered Cedric to win the cup. Minister
Fudge also didn't help by refusing to believe in the return of Voldemort and ann
ouncing that there would be a full investigation into Cedric's death, including
how it was that Harry managed to survive.
The aforementioned wizard was currently sitting on his bed in his small bedroom
in Privet Drive. His trunk lay open at the end of his bed with his belongings st
rewn about the floor. The trip home on the Hogwarts Express had been difficult b
ut inviting, as surprisingly, and if asked he would never have believed it himse
lf, he wanted to go back to the Dursleys if only to get away from all the whispe
rs and the pointing from his classmates and the other years. However, nothing ha
d prepared him for the onslaught from his Uncle upon his return from Hogwarts. V
ernon had dragged him and his trunk out of the car and upstairs. He tossed Harry
in his small bedroom, throwing his trunk in after him hard enough to break it o
pen, slamming the door shut and locking it without a word.
That had been four days ago. Now Harry sat dazed . He hadn't eaten since the lea
ving feast at Hogwarts and even then it wasn't all that much. He was weak from l
ack of food and his stomach was very painful. He'd had relieved himself into a b
ucket that had been one of Dudley's unwanted Christmas presents.
What had really shocked Harry was the fact that his Aunt and Uncle had not spoke
n to him in four days. They hadn't come to his room at all. He had heard them mu
mbling outside the door, but he could only catch a general idea from the few wor
ds that he could make out. The gist seemed to be about how they now had a killer
under their roof and what were they going to do about him. It seemed that not o
nly had Minister Fudge told the whole school he was guilty he had written to the
Dursleys as well. Harry had a horrible feeling it wasn't going to be long until
he found out.
About an hour later as it started to get dark, Harry heard a key rattling in the
lock. He looked up as the door opened and his Aunt and Uncle walked in. Petunia
had a bowl of soup and some bread on a plate and Vernon carried a chain and pad
lock. He attached the chain around the leg of the radiator with the padlock and
came over to Harry. Vernon snapped a handcuff around his left wrist and the othe
r end through the end of the chain. Petunia left the tray on the desk and they b
oth walked out. They key rattled in the lock again and then nothing. Not one wor
d the whole time. Harry looked at the food and then turned away. He lay down and
faced the wall and cried himself to sleep
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