The sudden banging, crashing and smashing noise was definitely not from Dudley and his trucks. They made loud, fun sounds but nothing that scary. Harry jumped out of his skin and moved back but he was already stuck in the corner, kind of unable to go anywhere. He pulled his legs up to his chest and hugged himself as he looked at the terrifying man with his crazy hair and scary face. He looked like a mad man!

He looked like... like...

The TV man. He was the TV man. The bad one. He just saw him on TV! So had uncle Vernon earlier today when the news was on then - he said men like that deserved a hanging. Whatever that was. Harry gulped as the man looked at him, unsure how to respond to the smile. He heard his aunt shriek in fear and hurry to her son, protectively pulling Dudley away as the Dursleys hurried to safety, making as much distance as they could and happily abandoning Harry as they got into the other corner.

Harry blinked at the strange man, tilted his head to the side and just tired to process this. No point in running. "...Do--Do you know me?"