BETAED (real word?)
I wanna say thanks to my awesome beta Shadow Aries

So hey guys! I knew, I never that I never finished Never Again but it did write it all up on my computer then... It crashed and I didn't save it, yes I know stupid right but anyway

This is my Harry Potter story and can you guys tell me if I get anything wrong because... Are you ready for this...? I have never read Harry Potter (the real books) I have really just gotten into the fan fictions and really lover them. I have no beta also and I'm typing this on my iPad so I can't do italics well I just don't know if you can ;) so let's just get on with the story

Oh yeah I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters in this story... Yet heheheh :P

"Get in here now boy! " Harry Potter was sleeping in the cupboard under the stairs aka his room. Uncle Vernon was soon annoyed when no freak showed his face in the living room, he stormed to the cupboard slammed the door open and pulled out a very small 4 year old boy by his hair "Think you can ignore me do you!?" Harry slowly gain conciseness and looked up at an extremely angry uncle Vernon, Harry soon realised that he had slept in "I'm sorry sir really sorry, I will do my chores now I promise…!" Harry pleaded with his uncle "I will not accept this boy you know what happens when you disobey me!" he screamed in the face of a terrified Harry Potter and promptly threw Harry across, slamming him into the metal fireplace. Harry knew what was to come he was stupid for think his uncle would let him sleep in after the beating he got last night, he knew better than that, he knew he was a freak and freak's didn't deserve to sleep In and get loads of toys and food. Curling up with his arms wrapped around his torso after his first time being beaten he learnt to adapt this position.

Uncle Vernon what could only be described as waddled across the small living room to the child, all the while his own slightly fat child sat on the sofa looking on and laughing at the freaks expense. Vernon reached the boy and began to kick and punch into his stomach, legs, and head anywhere he could "This will teach you to sleep in." Harry just laid there knowing if he spoke up he would only make it worse.

"Vernon stop or the neighbours might notice the bruising" Petunia stated, she was not what you would have called pretty, long bony face, tall, way to thin and an almost 60's housewife air about her. Much to Vernon's dismay he stopped kicking Harry "Do your chores now and maybe you might just get a piece of bread tonight, we are going to the zoo with Dudley and if it is not done by the time we get back there will be trouble boy." sneering the last word he walked over picked his little Dudley up and was out the door with Petunia before Harry Ben even had time to think of a response.

This was nothing new to Harry, he lived with these people for 3 years, he could remember a time when everything was fine and he was with 2 people me they were playing in a garden with them, he thought this was his parents and asked is aunt Petunia if he was right but was soon told his parents were drunks and drug addicts, so he did wounded if these two people were if not this parents. Harry slowly and carefully picked himself up of the floor and began to clean the kitchen, 'I really hope that uncle Vernon takes a long time at the zoo Harry thought to himself, 3 hours later he was done and even though he was extremely exhausted Harry began on the back garden. "What are you doing?" Harry looked up, and saw Mrs Figgs peeping over the fence.

"I'm just helping with the gardening Mrs Figgs, aunt Petunia say's I don't have to but I like it." knowing that if he told the truth one: Mrs Figgs would not believe him two: that freaks like him deserved to do the work and nothing more, anyway Mrs Figgs never really cared what he was doing as long as he wasn't bothering her.

"Humph well don't touch my flowers boy or there will be trouble." she said marching back inside, Harry always wounded if she would punish him like uncle Vernon did but ever if she did he would of deserved it.

After another 2 hours Harry had finished with the gardening and was making his way back inside to his cupboard, freaks like him did not deserve to sit on the sofa or have a real room or even eat every day. He sat there on his cot for 3 more hours until his so called family came home.

Uncle Vernon stormed in slamming the door behind him, alone. "Boy! Get in here now or I will beat you so hard!" he trailed of as Harry came out of the cupboard "where are aunt Petunia and Dudley sir?" Harry mumbled looking at the floor

"They have gone on holiday boy." he sneered "but I have been called into work, look at me when I speak to you boy" Vernon roared, Harry still didn't look. It sure what to do as his uncle told him never to look him in the eye but felt his uncle grab is chin and force his head up, staring at him were two very wide, very angry black eyes.

"Yes sir"

"You are to not say one word, I have very important people coming round and you will not talk or say anything you got it or I will lock you in the cupboard for the rest if your miserable life?" He almost whispered deadly

"Yes sir, no talking or anything." he mumbled

"Right now go take a shower boy." Harry's eyes widen, he was never allowed to shower, only ever once maybe two years ago when a nice lady had come to talk to him and asked him a load of question, Uncle Vernon told him what to say and if he didn't the lady would beat him like Vernon did.

"I said important people are coming and they can't see you like this can they?!" pulling Harry out of his thoughts "Now and do not take more than 3 minutes freaks like do not deserve showers anyway!"

"Yes sir." Harry run upstairs and into the bathroom, he was only allowed in here when the neighbours were outside and he couldn't do his business, he enjoyed the next 3 minutes, this was the first hot shower he could remember, with other one was ice cold

"Get out boy! I said 3 minutes and don't even think if using the towels!" Uncle Vernon screamed from the other side of the door, Harry got out wishing it could have lasted longer and quickly threw on his clothes and open the door still dripping wet to reveal a angry looking Uncle Vernon.

"Here puts these on and go sit at the kitchen table." shoving clothes into Harry's hands he walked away. Harry ran back to his cupboard and changed into the clothes, he had never felt anything so soft, he only send two sets of clothes both were Dudley's hand me downs and he hoped he would be able to keep these, he went to sit at the kitchen table as he was told. Uncle Vernon came down and placed a colouring book on the table "Here and Do not say anything boy or I will make you pay got that?" Harry was terrified to even speak and just looked at the book in front of him, he had seen Dudley colouring in one of these and hoped one day he too could colour in one and now he could.

"Did you hear me boy, answer when I speak to you!" Vernon was cut short as the doorbell rang...

So guys tell me what you think and I will upload the next chapter if I get just one review YES ONE. I'm not aiming big, tell me what you like, and tell me if you don't? Well don't tell me if you don't like because I might just cry in the corner if you do so... Yeah...