When Harry turned and started kissing Hermione in a similar manner, one of the neighbors yelled out. "We thought he went to St. Brutus's. Dursley has been telling me for years to not let my daughter near him. He said the boy was a no good troublemaker."
"Is zat so? Well I believe if you call St. Brutus and ask if Mr. Potter goes zere, you will discover ze truth of ze matter," Alain replied to the neighbor. "Mr Potter attends a school so selective, zat it isn't even known to ze public. Only zose who are invited may attend," He then looked at Vernon and wondered if the man could get any redder. "Shall we go inside," He asked the overweight man.
Vernon nodded as he thought of what he was going to do to the little man and the freak who was trying to humiliate him once he got them away from his neighbors.
Alain turned to the Chauffeur. "Jean Pierre, would you get zeir bags."
"Oui Monsieur."
When they had entered the house and the door was closed, Vernon rounded on Alain Delacour with his fist raised only to find a wand under his chin.
"Do you think that little stick scares me?" Vernon sneered and tried to grab it.
Alain stepped one step back as a yellow light came from the tip of his wand. When it hit Vernon's hand; he instantly started screaming in pain. As he held his hand out in front of him, everyone could see his fingers were all pointing in various directions.
"Zat was a bone breaking 'ex," Alain said as his eyes focused sharply on the overweight man. "Try to touch my wand again and I'll do much much worse," He looked over at Fleur. "Could you put up some silencing charms? Zis might become noisy."
"Oui, Papa," Fleur replied as she pulled out her wand.
Petunia started screaming at that time, and Alain wave his wand toward her. Her mouth continued to move, but no sounds came out.
"You FREAK!" Vernon yelled. "You undo whatever you just did to my wife."
Alain rounded on Vernon again as his eyes narrowed. He raised his wand threateningly. "Zat word almost cost me my daughters," He said dangerously. "YOU almost cost me my daughters."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Vernon said trying to be defiant but losing ground fast. "I've never met you or your daughters."
"Non, you 'aven't and I'm not going to explain, but if you ever call anyone zat name again, you will not like ze results," Alain said. "Especially 'Arry. Understand zat in ze last few months zat young man 'as save my daughters lives more zan once. 'E 'as become like a son to me. Now if you think I will allow you to ever insult 'im again, you are very much mistaken."
"I don't know what that Frea..." Vernon started only to have Alain's wand pointed at his other hand.
"I can break zem all, and zen your toes and ze rest of your bones in your body and zen start all over again."
"You...you can't," Vernon said as he stared at the wand. "You need us for those blood thingies, it was in that letter."
"Ah, so you know about ze blood wards zat ze 'Eadmaster put up."
"Like I said, it was in that bloody letter that came with the Fr..." Vernon's voice froze when Alain pointed his wand at Vernon's other hand. It took a second for him to regain the use of his tongue. "B..boy. You need us."
"Non, you don't understand," Alain said in a very dangerous voice. "We do not need your blood or ze blood of zat fat cochon," He pointed over at Dudley who was trying to make himself as small as he could in the corner of the room. "I can transfigure the two of you into pigs and put you in a local petting zoo. I only need Petunia's blood," He looked over at the long necked woman. "It is only 'er blood zat matters and even zen I can transfigure 'er into a hamster and put 'er in a cage."
"You can't do this," Vernon cried as he went even paler. Harry noticed a strong smell of urine in the room. "There are laws. We talked to those people when the...the boy blew up Marge."
"Non," Alain replied as he tapped his wand on Vernon's nose causing Vernon's eyes to continually cross. "You see, I am a French Diplomat. I 'ave diplomatic immunity in zis country. I can gut you right now and let you bleed to death and zen go back to my life with no problems."
Vernon's face was as pale as Harry had ever seen him. Harry glanced at Fleur. "Can he actually do that to Uncle Vernon?"
"Non, well ze English government couldn't do anything but ours, I mean ze french would," Fleur explained. "But your uncle does not know zat does 'e?"
"Now I think I 'ave you attention so we shall talk," Alain said as he motioned the two elder Dursleys toward the couch. "If you listen, I will fix your 'and before I leave."
Vernon looked down at his misshapen fingers that were throbbing in pain. He swallowed nervously and nodded.
Alain looked at Petunia. "Can you listen quietly or do I need to leave you silenced."
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