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Chapter 1 Continuation…

He quickly crossed the street again, went up to his office, yelled at his secretary not to bother him, grabbed his phone, and started to dial his home number when he suddenly changed his mind. 

Putting the receiver thought he was thinking as he sat back down and brushed his mustache. Being foolish. 

The name Potter wasn't particularly unique. He was certain that there.

Many people who called themselves Potter had a kid named Harry. Considering that, He wasn't even certain his nephew was called Harry because of it.

He had never even seen the youngster. Possibly Harvey was responsible. Also Harold. There was no point in bothering Mrs. Dursley because she usually became agitated whenever mention of her sister.

If he had a sister like her, he wouldn't have blamed her, but all

similar to those cloaked individuals...

Drills that afternoon were much harder for him to focus on, and when he left the building at five o'clock, he was still so nervous that he bumped into someone right outside the door.

He muttered, "Sorry," as the little elderly man faltered and nearly collapsed. Mr. Dursley took a moment to notice that the man was donning a violet cloak.

He nearly fell to the ground, but he didn't appear at all disturbed about it.

Instead, a huge smile spread across his face as he spoke in a squeaky voice that caused onlookers to turn to look at him and remarked, "Don't be sorry, my dear sir, for nothing could disturb me today! Celebrate because You-Know-Who has finally left! Even Muggles like yourselves ought to be enjoying this joyful occasion.

"Good day!"

The elderly man then left after giving Mr. Dursley a hearty hug.
Mr. Dursley remained motionless in place. He had received a hug from an unknown person.

Moreover, he believed he had been referred to as a Muggle, whatever that meant. He felt uneasy.

He has never before hoped that he was only dreaming because he disapproved of imagination, but he ran to his car and started driving home in the hopes that he was.

The tabby cat he had seen earlier in the day was the first thing he saw as he turned into the driveway of number 4, which didn't make him feel better. It was currently perched on the garden wall.

The patterns around its eyes were identical, so he was certain it was the same animal.

Mr. Dursley exclaimed, "Shoo!" loudly. The cat remained still. He only received a severe look from it. Was this cat acting normally? Mr. Dursley was curious.

He opened the door to the house while attempting to gather himself. He was still adamant about not telling his wife anything.

To be Continued..,

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