Epilogue
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was a cold December day when Harry was sat on the swings in the local park, at just age 11 Harry had been slapped, kicked, punched and smacked by every member of his living family, and having no close friends he grew into a closed off and cold young boy. As a rusult of this he spent all his time alone, practicing. It all started when Harry was six years old and was to hot in mid July. This was one of those days when Harry was being beat up by both his cousin and his uncle, and Harry was mad, very mad…
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A/N. TBC? If I get some comments I might start writing longer chapters. I know this was short but it's my first upload