Prologue
~Oh, well imagine~
Harry was once again lock into his room without food after a long day packed full of grueling chores that were set for him by his so called "relatives."
It was only a couple of minutes until midnight and his birthday.
Harry didn't expect anything good to happen to him except that his relatives would assign him even more chores to do.
The only thing he really even hoped for anymore was that he wouldn't get beat the next day and maybe they would go out so he could have the house to himself.
Harry looked over at the clock and saw that it was only 11:59pm and he only had one minute left until his 15th birthday.
As Harry let his mind wander, the clock turned to midnight and he was engulfed in a cloud of pain so great, it put the Cruciatus to shame.
As the pain kept getting bigger and bigger, Harry's mind finally decided to let itself rest and escape.
Harry found himself falling into a peaceful darkness.
~As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor~
End of Prologue