To the Guest who didn't even have the bollocks to even give me their name—No you little shit, I will not delete this story. I already have a fan club of haters, you are welcome to join it.

Harry can be as gay as I fucking want him to be.

Now that's off my chest—To the peeps who faved and followed this story, Love y'all 3

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Sadistic

adj.

Deriving pleasure from inflicting pain, suffering or humiliation on others

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Still same day, 11h38

Location- 4 Privet Drive, Living room

Harry POV

I was in the shadows of the living room, curtains drawn slightly shut. All the rest of the occupants in the house were gone out for the day. Dudley was terrorizing the neighborhood with his thugs, Petunia was at her weekly book club with the other snooty mums in the neighborhood. Vernon, obviously, was at Grunnings.

They'd all be back for their midday tea...

I don't mind standing for another twenty-two minutes. As long as the Dursley clan is eradicated off the face of the Earth...

I mentally rechecked my checklist again.

'Sharp Knives? Check.

Workspace? Check.

Other torture devices? Check.

Bucket? Check.

Camera connected to Telly? Check.

Silencing Spells? Check.

Basement? Checkity check!'

I gave a demented grin. I couldn't wait for my fun to begin...

22 minutes later...

I could hear their voices outside. The door clicking open, yet my face stayed impassive. The house was dark, yes, and I had reapplied my Silencing Spells to make sure no one could hear them scream.

"What in the blazes?!"bellowed Vernon in confusion.

"Vernon! Why's it so dark in here? We never leave the lights off!"squeaked Petunia.

"Dad...I'm kinda scared!"whimpered Dudley.

"You should be, Dinky Diddydums!" I said cheerfully.

Petunia shrieked as they made their way into the living room.

"Boy! It's not funny! Get your arse where I can see you!"he shouted.

I gave a chilling laugh. The zoo animals immediately turned to my direction. Dudley squeaked.

"Mum...What's t-th-at thing w-with the red and green eyes?"he asked fearfully.

My eyes were glowing? Huh, cool I guess. Red and Green too? Weird...

No! Don't lose track of what I'm doing, no matter how cool my eyes look.

I already had Summoned a knife non-verbally and silently throughout their blubbering. I took a step forward into the only available dim light in the room. I cackled maniacally.

The Dursleys shrank back in fear. "Why,Dudders!" I said, looking him dead in the eye "Don't ya recognize your own cousin? For shame on you!"

Vernon started going through fifty shades of red until he finally reached puce. He stepped forward boldly (like the fool he is) and said:

"Freak! Stop this nonsense right now or you'll be in deeper trouble than you already are in!"

I giggled. I waved my knife in the air happily and whispered just enough for them to hear:

"Oh no uncle! I'm not the one in shit right now, it's you! I wanna play a game with you guys... Just so you know, none of you filthy bastards are leaving this house alive! I booked a nice spot for you in Resort Hell! It's a beautiful place, by the way. I've spent fourteen years there!"

That was when the screams began. Music to my ears

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