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the problem was, strahings often happened around harry and
it was just he dursleys he didnt make them happen.
o petunia, tired ba the barbers
looking as though he had all, had taken a pair of kit
sd cut his hair so short he was almost bald except for
his bangs, which she left ”to hide that horrible scar.” dudley had
laughed himself silly at harry, who spent a sleepless night imagining
school the day, where he was already laughed at fy
d taped glasses. m, however, he had gotten
up to find his hair exactly as it had beeunia had
sheared it off he had been given a week in his cupboard for this,
even though he had tried to explain that he t explain how
it had grown back so quickly.
aime, auurying to forto a
revoltier of dudleys (brown uff balls) --
the harder she tried to pull it over his head, the smaller it seemed
to bee, until finally it might have fitted a ha
ly wouldnt fit harry. auu must have
shrunk in the wash and, to his great relief, harry wasnt punished.
oher hand, hed gotter
found on the roof of the school kits. dudleys gang had been
g him as usual when, as much to harrys surprise as anyone
elses, there he was sitting on the ey. the dursleys had
received a very aer from harrys headmistress telling them
harry had been g school buildings. but all hed tried to
do (as he shouted at uhrough the locked door of his
cupboard) behirash s outside the kit
doors. harry supposed that the wind must have caught him in mid-
jump.
but today, nothing was going t. it was even w
with dudley ao be spending the day somewhere that wasnt
school, his rs. figgs cabbage-smelling living room.
while he drove, unplai petunia. he liked
to plain about thi work, harry, the cil, harry,
the bank, and harry were just a few of his favorit
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