The Hogwarts Thought Police
A Fairytale by CovenAunt
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and all of his little wizards. I own none of the characters I use, and am making no money from them.
Once upon a time, there was a boy named Harry Potter. He lived in a three-bedroom duplex cottage in a village in the kingdom of Surrey, with his wicked Aunt and Uncle, and his even wickeder (and uglier and fatter) cousin Dudley.
Harry Potter was 11 years old, and from the time he came to live with his Aunt and Uncle (they called themselves 'the Dursleys'), not one person had noticed the passage of any of his miserable days, but him.
But in his simple life, in which all was transparent, from the look on his face when he beheld his cousin Dudley to the knees on his worn-through, hand-me-down jeans (four sizes too big), there was something that Mr. Harry Potter didn't know. You see, Mr. Harry Potter was a Wizard, and a powerful one at that.
And on his eleventh birthday, on a tiny island past the windswept shores of John O'Groats, in the middle of nowhere, Harry Potter had a visitor who brought him an invitation that would change his life.
For unbeknownst to him, and you and me, and all the world (most likely), there is another world, or a world within a world, a world where magic and magical people rule the day. And Harry Potter was a part of that world, and on the eve of the beginning of his twelfth year, he was invited to claim his birthright and take his rightful place therein.
TBC
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