Harry Potter And The Philosopher's / Sorcerer's Stone Chapter 1 (Part 1)

Chapter 1 (Part 1)

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Chapter One

The Boy Who Lived

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Mr and Mrs Dursley of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were completely normal,thank you very much.

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They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.

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Mr Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings , which made drills. He was a big , beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large moustache.

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Mrs Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck , which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences , spying on the neighbours.

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The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere.

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The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret , and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it,

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They didn't think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters.

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Mrs Potter was Mrs Dursley's sister , but they hadn't met for several years ; in fact , Mrs Dursley pretended she didn't have a sister, because her sister with her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be.

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The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbours would say it the Potters arrived in the street.

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The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son too , but they had never seen him.

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This boy was another good reason for keeping the Potters away; they didn't want Dudley mixing with a child like that.

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When Mr and Mrs Dursley woke up on the dull , grey Tuesday our story starts , there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening all over the country.

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Mr Dursley hummed as he picked out his most boring tie for work and Mrs Dursley gossiped away happily as she wrestled a screaming Dudley into his high chair.

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None of them noticed a large tawny owl flutter past the window......

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At half past eight , Mr Dursley picked up his briefcase , pecked Mrs Dursley on the cheek and tried to kiss Dudley goodbye but missed , because Dudley was now having a tantrum and throwing his cereals at the walls.