Disclamer : This is the first story that I have ever published so I'll just ask of you to not be too mean, but I have absolutely no problem with critics, more exactly I'll be happy if someone have anything to say about it, but just formulate it in a way that's not to harsh, please ^^

Another thing, English is not my maternal language, to be honest I'm French, so I deeply apologies if I make some mistakes in my writing, be my guest and tell me I'll make sure to correct it.

I do not own Harry Potter even if that would be awesome

Now, on the story

PROLOGUE

In a quiet district of Surrey's suburb, Little Whinging, a nearly 9 years old girl was waiting for the day where she would be able to leave this hellhole and her so-calling « family ».

For years, she wished for someone, anyone, whether it was a long lost relative, a friend of her parents or even a perfect stranger, to come to her help. That this person would take her away, far away from her uncle, aunt and pig of a cousin. Unfortunately, the more time came to pass, the more she lost hope that this day would ever come.

It wasn't as if the young child never tried to tell what was truly happening in 4 Privet Drive when the doors were closed and no one could see. No, of course no, but nobody believed her and she had to thanks her dear family for that. Indeed, they described her as "disrupted", "a violent child", that she "didn't have all her head" and that she had "a vivid imagination but didn't know the difference between fiction and reality". No need to say that no one listened to her. The few people who listened to her promised to help her, and she trusted them, oh how she trusted them! Stupid childish naivety. Yet nothing ever changed, she had quickly lowered her sights when these people acted like they had never encountered her and, sometime, she wondered if she had truly talked to them, because no one could be this great at acting, but every time it happened she quickly got it out of her mind.

The young girl never tried to make someone believe her ever again after 5 or 6 disastrous attempts. Furthermore, the thrashing she received when her "family" took notice of what she did got her to understand that, for her safety, she needed to keep that to herself. Not forever, no she will keep that for herself until the day she would get her revenge. She was young, certainly, still a child, not even a teenager, but deep down she knew that when she had the means, whatever she had to do to get it, she will make them pay for all these years of torture! And like some people say, revenge is a dish best served cold.

But to come back to our protagonist, today was the day her life would forever change. After nearly 8 years of constant humiliation, hunger, terror and physical and mental abuse in the hands of her mother's family, she was finally going to be FREE. During numerous hours she had imagined she would take all of her few possessions with her and run away for a better life. But despite her age, this child was far more mature than any of her age, she had to to survive, she then quickly understood this was child's dreams and this could never happen if she wasn't prepared in every ways possible. Because, how could a not even 9 years old child could possibly survive alone in the street? Someone was bound to find her and would taker her to an orphanage or worse, back to the Dursley, but if she left that would be for the rest of her life, she absolutely refused to put even a foot back in that house. Well that is not quite true, she would happily go back there to make them pay. So she had plotted, and finally she managed to put a plan together and today was the day she would execute it.

Nobody was home, and they didn't think that she could make any damages in their home since they had locked her in her "room", the cupboard under the stairs. However, her relatives never knew that she was aware of the fact she was different, not like them, and wasn't that a relief, that she was powerful, she was superior to them on this point. The young girl made sure that they weren't aware of what she could do, because she might be more powerful than them, but she didn't have enough control on it to try something against them, she knew for a fact that she was superior to them but she wasn't suicidal after all!

She did exactly as she does when she feels too much hunger, she opened the handle of the cupboard under the stairs, or more exactly she ordered it to open and, just like magic, it obeyed. The lass took the backpack which contained the few possessions she had that she had prepared before hand and got out of her "bedroom" to stock up some food to last her some days, we never knew when something unexpected would happen. Before leaving the place, she made sure that no one was on the street or even looking the neighborhood, you never know with these gossipers! And finally, she left without anyone the wiser, and when people will take notice of her absence, she would already be long gone.

And it is just like this that a young girl began marching to her destiny, a destiny that no one ever thought of, but one that the she was eager to discover because she was going to be great, oh yes she will be, and she will show them all who she truly was and nobody will ever stand between her and her goals for her future.

This is only the beginning, the beginning of a new era, a new era established by one Lyra Edonna Cassiopea Lilith Potter. Beware.