I do not own Harry Potter, this is just a fiction piece of work based off the story and characters of the Harry Potter series.
Chapter 1
The dead of the night in Little Whinging was cool. The street lamps offered the only light in the moonless sky. A cool breeze rustled the leaves of the plants on Privet Drive. A cloaked figure swept through the street not bothering to look at any house. The figure came to a halt in front of number four. The figure lowered the hood of the cloak to show a haunted face with no eyes and the mouth was just a hole. The heaving of its chest brought about a rattle that only one living being in the street could here.
The figure started to float towards the uppermost window of the darkened dwelling. The glass on the windows frosted from the sudden cold that had now settled around the house. The Dementor now level with the window drew another chilling breath. A gnarled hand reached out from underneath the tattered cloak and pulled the window open from the small gap that was left.
The hellish creature moved into the room and found a figure asleep on a small single bed. It could feel all the happy memories it could feed on emitting from the figure in the bed. The Dementor hovered above the figure in the bed and slowly pulled back the sheet. The hands of the Dementor shot out quickly and grabbed the head and turned it upwards. The figure was barely awake before the Dementor's mouth had latched on, sharp teeth puncturing the skin around the mouth.
The victim was wildly thrashing around trying to pry the mouth off of his own. As the seconds passed the he fell unconscious is skin pale and white. The Dementor dropped the man from its embrace and fled the open window. The emotionless eyes of the boy blinked a few times. A single tear fell from his left eye.
Harry awoke with a start. His bed soaked in cold sweat. He fumbled for his glasses, haphazardly shoving them on his face. He inhaled a deep breath shaking the remnants of the dream from his subconscious. He needed a shower.
He quickly dressed and quietly made his way to the bathroom. His relatives were not awake yet. The sun had barely had time to rise; grey streaks still marred the cloudless summer sky. The animals of the day were now rising while the nocturnal ones were just starting their rest.
The hot water pounded at his flesh washing away the stink of sweat from his undernourished body. His hand ran over the scar on his arm a stark reminder on what was waiting for him in the world. Harry knew not to be in the shower for too long least his Uncle find out. He shut the water off and grabbed the only towel that was his. A faded yellow-grey towel filled with a few holes was the only towel he's had since he came home from his first year at Hogwarts. Harry was sure this is what his Uncle used to use to polish his car.
As he made his way back to his room to do a bit of study before breakfast he heard some odd grunting noises coming from the his cousin Dudley's room. Deciding to ignore the most likely sexual sounds emanating from inside the room, he suppressed a shudder and kept walking.
There was a brown owl sitting atop his desk when he entered his room. A letter tied to its leg. As Harry approached the owl stuck its leg out. Harry untied the letter and started to read
Dear Harry,
We need to talk soon. A matter of upmost importance has recently come up.
There was no signature and no clue on whose was writing it. He thought he'd ask Dumbledore what he thought about the strange letter from no one. Harry sat at his desk and opened his Charms text and proceeded to flip though until he found the relevant chapter that he needed to use for his homework.
An hour later he shut the book with a soft thud, Charms completed. Now it was time for him to make a move downstairs to prepare and cook breakfast for his family.
Harry was halfway through cooking when his aunt and uncle came downstairs. They took their customary seats at the table. Aunt Petunia clicked her tongue in a disapproving manner as she set eyes on her nephew cooking. Uncle Vernon just grunted as he reached across for the days newspaper.
"Where's Duddykins? He's usually down by now".
"I'm not too sure Pet". Vernon replied, then turning to Harry "Boy! Go tell Dudley that breakfast is ready".
Harry laid out the breakfast on the table first. Then slowly walked upstairs and knocked on his fat cousin's door. No reply. He knocked again. Still nothing, thinking it was strange that he hadn't answered Harry gripped the door knob, turned it and pushed the door open. What he saw shocked him. He knew then what he saw would haunt his dreams for the rest of his life.
Lying on his bed was Dudley, stark naked with headphones one. Harry gave an involuntary shudder as Dudley jumped from the sudden intrusion. Harry quickly closed the door and then yelled through the door that breakfast was ready before making a hasty retreat back to the kitchen.
A few minutes later Dudley arrived down stairs red faced at being caught. He sat down with a quick good morning to both of his parents and averting his eyes from Harry's. The entire breakfast was silent and awkward, this topped Harry's list of 'Least Favourite Breakfast's' not that he had many favourable ones.
A small owl suddenly flew through the open kitchen window and hit the kitchen table coming to land in front of Harry. When the owl was upright again it pushed its foot out towards Harry. Neither him nor his family had said a word while this was happening, but just stared in shock. Harry untied the letter from around the small owl's foot and shoved the letter into his pocket. He would read it later in the safe confines of his room away from the prying eyes of his Aunt and Cousin.
After he finished breakfast and washed up all the dishes he made his way up to his room to read his letter. There was no seal or handwriting on the front. Harry tore open the letter and began to read. Halfway through he sighed in frustration and was in the process of throwing it down when he felt the pull of a hook behind his navel. The next second he was spinning off away from his room.
AN: This is my first piece of fanfiction that I've decided to post beside that's writing challenge I did a few weeks ago. Updates to this will be random and sporadic at best.