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Harry sobbed, as tears dripped from his emerald eyes. "I'm sowwy Uncle Vernon."


Petunia Dursley watched from the side and shivered. 'What do I do?!' she thought frantically trying to figure a way to protect the poor boy from her husband's wrath.

"Vernon how about we... How about we get rid of the brat?" she stuttered nervously as her husband raised his fist at the child.

The man and stopped stroking his mustache as he considered his wife's suggestion. "Yes..." he said slowly. "Yes wonderful idea Petunia! Get the brat out of our hair."

The woman nodded quickly and grabbed the boy's arm. "I'll um... drop him off and you stay here." she said and dragged the boy off.

"Auntie 'Tunia whewe awe we?"

Mrs. Dursley looked down into her sister's eyes.

"Somewhere where you'll be safe Harry."

Harry nodded though not understanding.

They stopped in front of a large mansion and stared.

"What do you see Harry?"

Harry looked up at her questioningly, but answered. "I see a weally weally big house ma'am ."

Dursley smiled and sighed in relief.

She kneeled down in front of her nephew and looked into his emerald eyes. "Now Harry I need you to go up to the door and knock on their door, tell them your Harry Potter and ask for Charles Gray. Okay?"

"Okay, but when am I gonna see you again Auntie?"

"I'm sorry Harry." sighed Dursley as she placed a kiss on the boy's forehead, but not answering his question. "Off you trot Harry."

The boy turned and disappeared. "I'm so, sorry Lily." whispered Petunia as she crumpled to the ground, her body wracked with sobs.

"I'm so sorry."

I DON'T DO ANGST STOP JUDGING ME WITH YOUR EYES. Anyway I may not update this story in a little, but I promise I wont abandon it.

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