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As harry lay in his bed he wondered what he got himself into, or what Voldemort forced on him when he killed his parents.
What if he wasn't an orphan? What if he had two loving parents? Harry will never know will he.
Well at least hie mum cared enough to try to save him,Harry thought.
"Harry, you better get down here before Ron eats all the bacon",called Hermione up the steps at the Burrow.
" Hey it's not my fault the bacon is so good. I'm a growing boy, I need food",defended Ron.
Harry laughed and bounded down the steps. At least he had friends to keep him straight.
by the way do they have bacon in England. I hope you like my story. It's my I also except any reviews you have, mean nice harsh,it doesn't matter. All is excepted. Review please.