The Dursleys Departing

Thesoundofthefrontdoorslammingechoedupthestairsandavoiceroared,"Oh!You!"

SixteenyearsofbeingaddressedthusleftHarryinnodoubtwhenhisunclewascalling,nevertheless,hedidnotimmediatelyrespond.Hewasstillatthenarrowfragmentinwhich,forasplitsecond,hehadthoughthesawDumbledore’seye.Itwasnotuntilhisunclebellowed,"BOY!"thatHarrygotslowlyoutofbedandheadedforthebedroomdoor,pausingtoaddthepieceofbrokenmirrortotherucksackfilledwiththingshewouldbetakingwithhim.

"Youtookyoutime!"roaredVernonDursleywhenHarryappearedatthetopofthestairs,"Getdownhere.Iwantaword!"

Harrystrolleddownstairs,hishandsdeepinhispantspockets.WhenhesearchedthelivingroomhefoundallthreeDursleys.Theyweredressedforpacking;UncleVernoninanoldripped-upjacketandDudley,Harry’s,large,blond,muscularcousin,inhisleatherjacket.

"Yes?"askedHarry.

"Sitdown!"saidUncleVernon.Harryraisedhiseyebrows."Please!"addedUncleVernon,wincingslightlyasthoughthewordwassharpinhisthroat.Harrysat.Hethoughtheknewwhatwascoming.Hisunclebegantopaceupanddown,AuntPetuniaandDudley,followinghismovementwithanxiousexpressions.Finally,hislargepurplefacecrumpledwithconcentration.UncleVernonstoppedinfrontofHarryandspoke.

"I’vechangedmymind,"hesaid.

"Whatasurprise,"saidHarry.

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