In Loving Hands

Chapter 3. The Crual Dursley Family

My POV: it had been 5 years since we welcomed Harry into our family Harry was now 5 years old and he is a hyper little boy Lillian and I could barely keep up with him everything was going well except for the Dursley's I could not stand them especially for the way they treat Harry it was our turn to have Harry Professor Dumbledore had us taking turns of taking care of Harry I just wished that we had full custody of the boy but I knew that could not happened because wether Lillian and I liked it or not Petunia and her family were our family Lillian and went to number 4 Private Drive ourselves we left the children in the care of their nanny

Oh I just can not wait to little Harry Lillian chimed happily

Yes I know darling I can not wait to see him as well I just hope Petunia and Vernon have not done anything to hurt him I replied

I hope so too I can not stand them especially for the way they treat Harry Lillian said

We pulled up to the Dursley house Miles our chauffeur got out and opened the door to the Rolls Royce Lillian Miles Helped Lillian out first then I got out giving a friendly nod to him before accompanying Lillian to the front door I rang the doorbell and waited passionately after a minute or two the front door opened and it was Petunia

Oh it's you should've known he's in the kitchen Petunia huffed

We walked in and into the kitchen/dining area and what we saw made us angry young Harry was cooking breakfast while Vernon and Petunia were busy paying attention to Dudley I gritted my teeth in anger and Lillian looked disgusted at what we were seeing

Just cook the breakfast and try not to burn anything Petunia spat at Harry

Yes Aunt Petunia Harry replied cowering

And hurry up bring my coffee boy Vernon added

Yes Uncle Vernon Harry replied trying to scoop up the bacon onto the plate

I could not believe what Lillian and I were seeing and we knew James Lily and Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall would not permit this and neither would Lillian and I

Hurry up boy now! Vernon shouted frighting Harry

Vernon you do not dare yell at Harry like that if you want coffee you get it yourself Harry is not your servant I told him

I turned to Petunia who showering Dudley with love and attention when they saw me they glared at me I glared back gritting my teeth in anger Petunia stood behind her son placing both hands on his shoulders glared at me I have never liked her or her son for that matter

And Petunia I do not want to ever see Harry cooking for you again that is your job not his and especially since he is 5 years old I said

You don't have the right to tell me what to do you and lazy life style Petunia replied back

I gritted my teeth in anger growling softly staring at her coldly if she thought she was better then us well she thought wrong I could not believe what I just heard how dare she I looked over and saw Harry looking down in shame

How dare you say such things  you do not know what I and my family have gone through especially me you do not know anything about me or my life so how dare you say such things about me and my family I resorted angrily