Harry Potter and the Sisters Black chapter 2(full chapter)

All four of them appear in an alley not far from #4. The small party makes their way to the Dursleys household. Quickly, they enter through the kitchen door. Harry enters first and immediately assaulted by his uncle.

“BOY WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN BACK HOURS AGO DAMN IT! I WANT THE LAWN MOWED BEFORE YOU GET ANY SUPPER.”

Vernon’s about to continue when there’s a pair of pop’s next to him, he turns to find himself looking down the end of a pair of wands being held by two gorgeous women, one blonde, the other raven haired.

Just as the sisters are opening their mouths, Harry says, “Don’t cast anything on them.”

Both of them have rage clearly etched on their faces as they slowly lower their wands and Bellatrix snarls, “You pathetic Muggle, you should thank Harry because if we’d had our way, you’d be a toad right now.”

Just as Vernon’s setting himself to start up again, Dumbledore walks through the door. “Ah, I see you’ve met Harry’s new protectors. Allow me to introduce you, the blonde is Narcissa Malfoy and the other lady is Bellatrix Lestrange.”

At this point, Narcissa speaks up, “Actually Albus, it’s Black now. Bellatrix and I talked earlier, as soon as it can be arranged, I’m going to divorce Lucius and she plans to be rid of that idiot who calls himself her husband.”

“I’ll arrange the paperwork immediately if you would like.”

“I would appreciate it.”

Albus then directs his attention back to the rather large man standing in front of Harry. “In case you haven’t ascertained as much already, I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Harry’s school.”

Vernon’s face goes pale, “BOY WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN TELLING THESE FREAKS? WE’VE BEEN TREATING YOU BETTER THEN YOU PROBABLY DESERVE. WE_”

During Vernon’s triad Albus’ face grew very grim, finally having heard enough, the headmaster cast a Silencing Charm on the fat man. “Tell me Harry, how long has your uncle been like this?”

“With the freak thing Albus?”

“Yes, let us start with that, although I suspect that there’s more that needs to be discussed.”

“They’ve been pushing the title of `freak’ on me for as long as I can remember.”

His eyes aflame with rage, Albus turns towards the Dursleys, “I was well aware that Harry was less then welcome in this house, but for you to treat him in this manner is entirely reprehensible. I’m glad that the two ladies will be staying here to keep an eye on things, but rest assured, I will be watching.” There’s a soft pop and the ancient wizard is gone.

Vernon once more opens his mouth, but finds himself still unable to speak.

Harry addresses himself to the sisters, “Ladies, do either of you know a good Enlargement Charm?”

Before either of them can respond, Harry feels a hand come to rest on his shoulder and the sisters have their wands out, “Expelliarmus” and “Stupefy” fly over his shoulder and there’s a larger crash behind him. He looks behind him to see his uncle lying in a heap against the wall, he hears a pop and suddenly Bellatrix is standing over him, “Avada-“

“STOP,” Harry voice seems to reverberate with power.

Bellatrix freezes mid-incantation.

“You will not kill my uncle, is that clear?

Bellatrix seems to shrink in on herself as she meekly nods her head.

Harry takes a deep breath to calm himself, “Bellatrix, do you know the spells needed to enlarge a room?”

Her voice is barely above a whisper, “Yes master.”

Harry walks over to her and gently tilts her head up, “Bellatrix, would you please go up and enlarge my room enough that the three of us can live there.”

Bellatrix nods her head again before walking to the door of the kitchen. Harry then turns to Narcissa, “Now, why did you two attack him?”

Narcissa looks down at her feet, “I apologize master, but he had his hand raised and was preparing to strike you. We merely wished to protect you.”

Harry nods his head, “Very well, you’re forgiven, but do try and be less_ enthusiastic when subduing my relatives please.”

Narcissa looks up at Harry and her face lights up like a Christmas tree, “Thank you master. We’ll be more careful in the future.”

“Alright, would you mind waking my uncle up?”

Narcissa contemptuously casts the spell to awaken Vernon.

Vernon sits up with a gasp; he opens his mouth and then scowls at Harry.

“As you can see uncle, my protectors are more than capable of dealing with you. Now, if you promise to behave in a civil manner I’ll have Narcissa here restore your ability to speak.”

Glaring at Harry for a moment longer, Vernon nods.

“Narcissa, cancel the Silencing charm on him please. If he becomes aggressive though, you’re free to do anything you wish to him, barring lethal force and the Unforgivables.”

Narcissa says, “Listen up you damn muggle, I may not be able to use the Cruciatus on you, but there are many other ways to cause you pain.” With that she cancels out the spell striping the fat man of his voice.

Vernon clears his throat but Narcissa interrupts him before he can speak, “Consider your next words very carefully muggle; if you offend my master at this point, I might well turn you into a rabbit and make hasenpfeffer for dinner.”

Vernon’s face is white as a ghost as comprehension breaks through his bigoted head. “Boy, I hope you will continue to get your chores done.”

Harry’s smile is positively evil, “It shouldn’t be a problem Uncle Vernon, now that the ladies are here and can help me out by using magic.”

Vernon’s world suddenly starts to spin at his nephew’s words just seconds before he passes out.

Narcissa looks at Harry with pride written all over her face, “And you call me cruel, master?”

Harry grins in response, “Would you please take my uncle up to his room and get back down here quickly?”

“Of course master,” Narcissa says before casting Mobilicorpus on Vernon and directing him out of the kitchen.

Harry heaves a deep sigh and is just about to sit down when he hears is aunt shriek from the living room. His wand is in hand as he sprints to the aide of his aunt. When he arrives, Harry almost breaks out laughing as he sees what set Petunia off.

At the bottom of the staircase is Bellatrix, holding his aunt at wand-point, with Dudley staring at her stupidly. Unfortunately, Bellatrix seems to have left her robe in his room.

“Bellatrix, what’s going on here?”

The ex-Death Eater swallows nervously, “My apologies master. I’d completed the assignment you’d given me and was coming to see what you wished me to do next, when this female,” she indicates Petunia, “starts verbally assaulting me about my attire.”

“Speaking of which, I thought I told you to put on robes?”

Bellatrix looks down sheepishly, “Yes you did, but I thought it was just so that the fat bastard wouldn’t have a heart attack.