Hey guys, its me again, on another new story and I know I'm making no headway with my other ones (I've got chapters but no full ones), I haven't given up on any of them, don't worry otherwise they would be deleted I just wanted to give this a go. Also I've got a new computer, which I love so that will help me to write as well.

Basically ill write whenever I'm inspired to do so and so leave a review, story alert etc. because then you'll be able to see new chapters and it helps to inspire me, when a story is popular so yeah.

Any way this is basically a re-telling of Harry's life with a few major differences. Firstly the Dursleys like Harry, my explanation is Lily left a letter to Petunia and Vernon, which made them change their mind about wizards, I know its weak but that's not really part of the story. Secondly Sirius isn't in Azkaban, when he caught Peter he captured him and sent him off to Azkaban. As such Sirius is a teacher at Hogwarts (Defence against the Dark Arts) and there is no spell created by Voldemort against DADA teachers.

Anyway here we go.

"Harry, Dudley wake up" Petunia called up the stairs from the kitchen, at nine o'clock on the 23rd June of 1991.
"Come on boys get up. It's a very special day today".

Harry groaned and turned over in his bed, trying to ignore his aunt's shouts. Before he had even finished turning over though his bedroom door slammed opened.

"It's my birthday! Woo hoo" Dudley shouted, he then turned and ran downstairs.

Harry rolled his eyes, he liked Dudley but he was undeniable spoilt. Dudley had always been granted pretty much anything he wanted by his parents and unfortunately for Dudley, his favourite thing in the world was food, something that had resulted in him taking after his Dad to a great extent. Harry on the other hand was much healthier and no way near as large as Dudley. Harry rolled out of bed and trundled downstairs.
"Happy birthday Dud," Harry mumbled, heading over to the fridge to grab some bacon and started making breakfast.

"What dya want" he called over to the rest of his family. Vernon Dursley, who was reading the paper in his chair, simply grunted which Harry took to mean whatever there was while Petunia, who was peering over the neighbour's fence, said she'd already had some cereal. Dudley ignored Harry as he stared hungrily at the large pile of presents in the corner of the room.

"Can I open them now Mum?" he asked Petunia.

"Of course you can Dudders" she replied straightaway, "we got you everything you asked for".

"Wicked" and with that, he dove headfirst into the presents, ripping off the wrapping paper hungrily.

Harry chuckled, it was the only day of the year where Dudley could possibly forget about breakfast. Harry flipped over the bacon and eggs in his pan. A couple of years ago, he had discover that he enjoyed cooking very much and was unusually good at it and so often he would do it for the family, something that Petunia and Vernon had no complaints about. Soon it was done and Harry separated the food onto three plates and set the food on the table in front of his uncle.

"Thanks Harry" Vernon said in his gruff voice. Dudley soon joined them at the table having smelled the food and finished opening everything, a very satisfied smile on his face.

Petunia then announced that they were going to the zoo for the day as a special birthday treat for the darling Dudders and soon they were all packed into the hatchback for a trip to the zoo. As soon as they had arrived and paid to get in, there was immediately a disagreement between what to do, Dudley wanted to go and see the Lions and Tigers while Harry wanted to go see the snakes and Lizards. Dudley had always been the Dursleys favourite of the two children (although Petunia had always been the fairer of the two) but this had resulted in Dudley being mollycoddled by the adults while Harry had managed to gain an unprecedented level of independence for an 11 year old meaning that he was allowed to go to the snake house by himself while they took Dudley to see the big cats. As they parted, Petunia gave Harry a quick hug and crushed a five-pound note into Harry's hand, winking over her shoulder as they walked away.

Harry immediately set off in the direction of the snake house, stopping only to buy and ice cream with the money he had been given. In the reptiles enclosure, Harry's focus was immediately drawn to a horrible looking boy who was rapping the glass on one of snakes cages. Eventually he left looking disappointed and Harry walked over to see the poor animal from within, he laughed to see that the snake was resolutely asleep had been ignoring the boy. However as Harry got closer the snake shifted and looked at Harry through one eye. Harry sent the snake a sympathetic look as if to say sorry about him. The snake shrugged as if to reply that he got it all the time.

Harry nodded, before freezing. The snake shrugged? He must have imagined it, trying to remember exactly what happened, wondering how a snake even could shrug. However as he was thinking this the snake then moved again, lifting its body so it was standing facing Harry.

"That must be really annoying" Harry whispered, thinking he was going crazy, and yet the snake then nodded.

"Where do you come from, anyway?" Harry asked.

The snake jabbed its tail at a little sign next to the glass. Harry peered at it.

Boa Constrictor, Brazil.

"Was it nice there?"

The boa constrictor jabbed its tail at the sign again and Harry read on: This specimen was bred in the zoo. "Oh, I see — so you've never been to Brazil?"

As the snake shook its head, a deafening shout behind Harry made both of them jump. The idiot from earlier had come charging back, knocking Harry to the ground.

"Look at what this snake is doing," he shouted to no one in particular. Harry suddenly had the urge to see the boy suffer for being such an idiot and no sooner had he felt this that the glass separating people from the snake vanished and the boy fell into the cage. Harry was shell-shocked, even more so to hear the snake whispering, "Thankssss amigo" as it slithered out of the cage and past him, although he was sure that he had imagined this. The reptile house was in uproar with people everywhere screaming and running for their lives, and Harry got up and ran as well, determined to find his relatives. He soon found them admiring a particularly magnificent Lion and told them what had caused the commotion that they could hear from the other side of the zoo. He left out the part about the snake's voice and body movements though making it sound as if the glass broke just as he was looking at the snake. Petunia sent a significant glance at Vernon who shifted uneasily before suggested that they all go have lunch in the zoo restaurant. The rest of the day passed without incident but Harry kept catching his faux-parents sending him looks, which he couldn't determine. Finally, when he was lying in bed that night, thinking over the day's events, Petunia walked in and closed the door behind her.

"Harry, did anything else happen in the snake house, that you didn't tell us," Petunia said sitting on the edge of his bed.
"How did you know?" Harry asked, "The glass vanished, it didn't break, it just vanished into thin air."

Petunia sighed.
"Harry, I have something to tell you, the truth is, your parents didn't die in a car crash and you were the reason the glass vanished. Please let me explain first" she said as Harry opened his mouth.

"The truth is, in this world there is such a thing as magic, and there are witches and wizards who exist all over the world but hide from us because we have persecuted them. Your parents were wizards and it is clear to me that you are too. I wasn't one hundred percent sure that you would be and reveal the existence of magic to you incase you weren't magical. You see although in nearly every case those with magical parents also possess magic, there are some who do not, while it is more common for those who do not have magical parents to then possess magic, although it is still very rare. Your mother was in that latter category. A seriously bad magical war took place of whom your parents were one of the last casualties and she asked me in her will to take care of you and not to reveal magic to you if you were not old enough to understand it when we took you in. I know it's a ridiculous amount to take in but I promise you that I'm being one hundred percent serious, I'm going to tell Dudley now but ill try and stop him bombarding you with comments about this. I think its best if we talk more in the morning."

Harry just lay there, his mouth slightly open trying to take it all in but he couldn't, he still had a thousand questions to ask. In the end he went to sleep through pure exhaustion but it took a while