A/N: I do not own Harry Potter or the characters mentioned in this story.
In Surrey, England lived a completely normal family. They had their lawn clipped to perfection, hedges that were trimmed in a way that people could only wish for, and there was not a weed in the garden that an eye could see. Every day the head of the household, Vernon Dursley, would leave to go to work at eight fifteen precisely. No one would ever doubt the Dursleys of not being the perfect family. Really who would doubt this assumption, with Vernon as the CO of his company, Petunia being the great and affectionate wife and mother, and little Dudley who went to a prestigious private school? The one problem was that nobody saw or heard of their little nephew Harry Potter and with him is where this story begins.
The reason that people rarely saw him was because his Aunt and uncle wanted him to remain hidden from the world seeing as he is a wizard and would ruin their image. See little Harry is a very powerful wizard, and he still has some tricks up his sleeves, but we will get to those later. Anyway its six in the morning and dear Aunt Petunia must get Harry up which means knocking on the door to the cupboard he sleeps in and a few harsh words.
"Get your lazy, good for nothing butt out the bed and start breakfast." Screams Aunt Petunia in that shrill voice that reminds people of nails running down a chalkboard.
Yes Aunt Petunia, sorry for keeping you waiting… was Harry's reply as he felt around in an attempt to find his glasses and pull some clothes on.
As Harry heads out of his "room" he makes his way to the stove to start breakfast. Luckily for him just as he Uncle Vernon's and Dudley's breakfast, they took their respective seats at the table. Harry passed out their food and drinks, however it was not quick enough for Vernon and he ended up earning himself a blow in the head and a kick in the gut, which surprisingly is a pretty good morning for Harry. As Harry walked outside to perform his daily tasks he made sure that his glamours were in place at ten he knew he was a wizard and he knew he was pretty powerful. The only problem was that glamours were the only spell he ever dear do in the presence of his family. Besides he needed them to keep up the perfect appearance of his so-called family.
As Harry headed outside he noticed the mail lying precariously on the doormat. Picking it up he saw an odd looking letter that seemed to be written on some old paper he guessed that it was probably parchment. Harry placed it carefully into his oversized pockets and brought the rest of the mail to his uncle. Harry did not look up when he passed his uncle the mail he just continued on his way to the backdoor and the fresh air beyond it. When he got outside he began the tedious task of weeding the garden and all the while he kept thinking about the letter and putting his hand on his pocket to ensure that this was no dream and it really was there.
Once Harry had confirmed that his uncle had left for the day he went over to the freshly painted shed in the backyard. He opened the door and the familiar musty smell encased him. He trudged through the various nick-knacks that lay forgotten on the floor to a couple of boxes where he could rest comfortably. He opened the letter to find that it was crammed with papers and pulling them out he began to read. The letters were short and to the point telling him that he had been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there was also a list of supplies that he would need to get (he wondered where he would get the money from), and there was also a piece of paper saying that one of the professors would be there the next day to pick him up (he decided to let the professor deal with his aunt and uncle it would be safer for him that way). The letters were all signed by Professor McGonagall the deputy headmistress of Hogwarts.
Harry replaced the letter carefully into its envelope and then into his pocket. He then conjured up some paper and a pencil on which he hastily scribbled down his reply. As Harry started to walk back outside with the lawnmower he saw an owl already awaiting his reply. Harry mowed the lawn and did the rest of his chores as quick as possible and went to his cupboard to lie down and look at the photo album containing a few pictures of his mother. Harry had swiped the photo album a couple days ago from the attic.
At nine o'clock Harry heard the front door open and hit the wall and the door being slammed shut. Then to add his already miserable day his uncle pulled the cupboard door open and forcefully yanked him out by the collar. After Harry received various kicks and punches to nearly every part of his body he pulled himself up and limped over to his cupboard. Once he entered the safety of his cupboard he tended to his wounds as much as possible. Before Harry fell asleep he received a message saying that one Professor Snape would come at noon tomorrow to bring Harry to get his school supplies. He was lucky on one hand for that meant that his relatives would be out for that day, but the only problem was that he would be locked in his cupboard and he had yet to manage how to open a lock due to the fear of the consequences if he did.
Harry's relatives left early in the morning around seven. As he assumed he was locked in his cupboard with an orange and a glass of water. He was able to tell the hour due to the chiming of the clock. At noon Harry heard someone knocking on the front door. Harry tried desperately to get out of the cupboard, but to no avail. After some frustrating knocking Harry heard the lock on the front door click. Once the stranger entered the hallway he felt a change in the air alerting him that magic had been used. Harry sat as the professor searched the house patiently waiting to be found. After awhile a shadow blocked the little light that streamed into the cupboard that enabled Harry to see. He heard the locks of the door being opened and Harry came face to face with the one and only Professor Snape.
"Get out Potter." Was all that Professor Snape said, but it was in a voice that would make the most defiant child follow.
With a small squeak Harry was out and standing up ready to leave. Professor Snape gave his appearance a quizzical look and then briskly started to walk out the door he beckoned Harry to follow him with a slight twitch of his wrist. Their journey was quick since Professor Snape used a type of travel that made you feel that you were being sucked into a tube. Harry was unsure what it was called and to afraid to ask. They had ended up in the Leaky Cauldron and Harry realized that everyone seemed to recognize him immediately and then the people in the pub started to swarm around Harry and Professor Snape. Harry being so unused to crowds quickily hide behind Professor Snape using his body as a shield. Professor Snape seemed to understand and began to push his way through the crowd and into what seemed to be an empty and dusty broom closet. However with a couple of swift taps and movements by Professor Snape's wand an archway formed out of the wall and it led into one of the most interesting places in the world. Harry heard Professor Snape mumble welcome to Diagon Alley, but after that short outburst he make quiet and sullen again.
Harry looked up at Professor Snape and finally had enough courage to ask him his first question. While actually that would be the first time Harry had spoken to the man at all not that he was rude he was just shy and nervous.
"Sir, where exactly are we going first?" Was Harry's simple question.
"Gringotts the bank where all accounts for witches and wizards are stored." Was Professors Snape response.
With that Professor Snape started to walk briskly through the crowd. Harry had to run to keep up with the man's long and powerful strides.
A/N: Harry has never gone to school but has taught himself the basics by listening to Dudley's tapes on learning that Petunia makes him watch every night before bed. Harry is very smart and powerful. He learned he was wizard when he was seven due to the accidental magic that had occurred around him and this was the only explanation he could come up with. There will be Weasley, Dumbledore, and Hermione bashing in this story. There will also be slash as I am hoping to make this a Harry/Luna Pairing. There will be a poll on my profile of which house Harry should go in.