Harry Potter and the lightning point!
written by Alaniah R Colts
Harry Potter and the lighteting point!! This book placed before the evil war between Harry and the man who shall no be named!! You'l love it just as much as you love the other books!!
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
2
Reads
507
Chapter 1.
Chapter 2
"HARRY WAKE UP BOY" yelled Vernon as usual calling Harry to the kitchen!
He woke up in his couboard and opened the door and slightly hit Dudley then said "oh my bad Dudley, sorry", Dudley started crying to his father saying "Harry hurt me daddy" Harry was blamed for most things in the house, even for not doing Dudleys chores. He rolled his eyes and dragged his feet to the kitchen getting ready to serve an explanation and an apology. "You arrogant boy, say sorry" cried Petunia willingly sitting Dudley down in her lap as if he was 7 years old. "I said sorry already" Harry claimed! "Liar" yelled Vernon and Harry turned around sharply walking back to his couboard locking his door on the way in. Vernon followed putting a tone in his voice "you hear me boy, you stay in there for the rest of the day" Vernon said through the rusty wooden door.
Time passed, it was eight O'clock and everyone was tired. Petunia was already snoring in bed with Vernon and Dudley was eating muffins, while glueing his fat bottom to a chair infront of the television! Harry peeked out trying so hard not to make a sound. He took a step out and stood up taking a few looks around him, making sure the coast was clear. He didn't worry about his cousin, he was too busy watching muggle things.
Harry walked to the kitchen for a glass of juice, took a glass and opened the silver fridge, gazing at all the food they have. He pored the juice in time for Dudley to fall asleep. Harry was never allowed to watch anything, but he had the chance to now!
Harry sat down beside his chubby cousin and flicked through channels. Harry was fasinated about the graphics that were used. Harry was good in graphics class. He attented a muggle school with Dudley. Dudley could of been a brainy child, but instead it wasn't in his blood. Not in any of the family's blood.
Harry used to bring up the death of his parents quite frequently to them, as soon as he said it though Vernon pointed fingers at him and even frightened Dudley. Petunia didn't care enough to tell him to shut up, at times I think that Harry wasn't afraid but when ever he mentioned his parents, he was afraid.
Harry had enough so he tip toed back to his bed underneath the stairs and hurred along as he heard footsteps coming down. He locked the door again and was quiet for the rest of the night.
It was Petunia sleep walking again, she did that alot and said things about people that weren't very nice.
He woke up in his couboard and opened the door and slightly hit Dudley then said "oh my bad Dudley, sorry", Dudley started crying to his father saying "Harry hurt me daddy" Harry was blamed for most things in the house, even for not doing Dudleys chores. He rolled his eyes and dragged his feet to the kitchen getting ready to serve an explanation and an apology. "You arrogant boy, say sorry" cried Petunia willingly sitting Dudley down in her lap as if he was 7 years old. "I said sorry already" Harry claimed! "Liar" yelled Vernon and Harry turned around sharply walking back to his couboard locking his door on the way in. Vernon followed putting a tone in his voice "you hear me boy, you stay in there for the rest of the day" Vernon said through the rusty wooden door.
Time passed, it was eight O'clock and everyone was tired. Petunia was already snoring in bed with Vernon and Dudley was eating muffins, while glueing his fat bottom to a chair infront of the television! Harry peeked out trying so hard not to make a sound. He took a step out and stood up taking a few looks around him, making sure the coast was clear. He didn't worry about his cousin, he was too busy watching muggle things.
Harry walked to the kitchen for a glass of juice, took a glass and opened the silver fridge, gazing at all the food they have. He pored the juice in time for Dudley to fall asleep. Harry was never allowed to watch anything, but he had the chance to now!
Harry sat down beside his chubby cousin and flicked through channels. Harry was fasinated about the graphics that were used. Harry was good in graphics class. He attented a muggle school with Dudley. Dudley could of been a brainy child, but instead it wasn't in his blood. Not in any of the family's blood.
Harry used to bring up the death of his parents quite frequently to them, as soon as he said it though Vernon pointed fingers at him and even frightened Dudley. Petunia didn't care enough to tell him to shut up, at times I think that Harry wasn't afraid but when ever he mentioned his parents, he was afraid.
Harry had enough so he tip toed back to his bed underneath the stairs and hurred along as he heard footsteps coming down. He locked the door again and was quiet for the rest of the night.
It was Petunia sleep walking again, she did that alot and said things about people that weren't very nice.
