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He hadn't been back to this place in years but Number 4 Privet Drive looked the same. Well except the yard wasn't as immaculate, the house wasn't so pristine, and the rose bushes looked half-dead. Disturbed though he may have been, the Potter boy had unmatched yard- and house-keeping skills.

Neighbors were loitering about the street, but this was his only chance to enter the Dursleys' house while it was empty. Dudley was out picking on 12-year-olds, Vernon was strutting his obese self around his office, and Petunia was stocking up on food to feed her two behemoths. The Potter boy was still at that boarding school for troubled youths, so this was the perfect time for the man to leave Potter a little…present.

A little Notice-Me-Not charm and the wizard was able to avoid the eyes of the neighbors and magic his way into the Dursley's house. 'So much for Blood Wards', he thought as he stomped purposefully up the stairs and stole into the smallest bedroom of Number 4 Privet Drive. He left his "present" on Potter's rickety bed and quickly made his way out of the house. He tossed one more smirk at the house before he Apparated away from the front lawn.

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