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Ok so I'm hoping this is better than what was originally written in this chapter, I have tried not to change too much… I have tried my hardest to make this better, please review and tell me what you think. If you are a new reader, the first 5 chapters of this fic are being rewritten as they were written a few years ago. If you can get passed them, then you'll find the rest of the fic a hell of a lot better.

Ok this is the rewritten chapter 1

A small dark haired boy peeked out from where he sat hidden on the stairs. He was watching a birthday party happen below, normally this wouldn't have affected him but the birthday party was for his brother and sister the hidden boy had not been invited.

The young boys name was Harry James Potter and he was the youngest triplet of Lilly and James Potter, Lilly and James if asked would tell you they had only ever wanted two children and they had got there wish with the beautiful and will full Amelia Suzanne Potter and the celebrity boy who lived Christopher Remus Potter.

The Potters hadn't always hated there youngest son once they had all lived as one happy family. It seemed now that the reason they hated there youngest son was for a heritage he had inherited by no fault of his own. Harry Potter was an elf. He was only a tiny child looking more like a three year old than the five year old he was. He had long wavy black hair, the most startling green eyes that were even brighter than his mothers and slightly pointed ears; in fact if you didn't know what an elf child looked like you probably wouldn't even realize he was different than other children. His siblings on the other hand both had strait auburn hair and hazel eyes not as striking as Harry but still beautiful.

The young elf had woken that morning going quietly to the kitchen as usual to get an apple before going to his room to avoid the celebrations. The young boy climbed up on to a stool to reach the fruit bowl but he slipped as he was climbing and his elbow caught a tin box that had been set on the counter. Time seemed to slow for the young boy as he watched the tin fall to the floor.

"HARRY!! YOU STUPID CHILD!" A flaming red headed woman grabbed the young boy and slapped him hard.

"Get to your room boy and don't come down! You have just destroyed your brother's birthday cake!" the boy cried and out ran for his room tears streaming down his face.

He had sat in his room for a while but he was a smart child he knew he had to escape the hell he called home. All his life he had lived only to be a servant and he was fed up of the abuse and obvious lack of care.

Harry packed a small bag with a few meagre possessions, his teddy that his uncle padfoot had given him, the gold bracelet that his other uncle Remus had given him with his name carved in it and the book that his mother occasionally read to him out of.

When the house had been quiet for a few hours Harry crept from his room and stole out of the back door his eyes wide with fear at what he was about to do. He took a deep breath and started to walk into the woods around his home after walking for several hours the young boy gave up and fell asleep under a tall sycamore tree.

As chances would have it walking threw the woods was a high elf, a general in King Lukeal's army and a close family friend. He had long white blond hair, stormy grey eyes and only a foolish wizard would get in his way. The man was Lord Lucius Malfoy a pureblood (he wore a Glamour charm to hide his elf heritage) wizard and known supporter of the fallen dark lord Voldemort.

The Blond was mumbling to himself as he walked along not noticing as he nearly tripped over the small boy. After getting over his shock Lucius smirked and picked up the young elf.

"Well I believe our king will be pleased young elfling … welcome to your future"

With a blink of an eye the Blond vanished taking the young Harry Potter with him.