A/N FINALLY! I GOT THROUGH MY WRITERS BLOCK! MAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!
Anyways. This Story, as always, is a new start
TO MY READERS!: THANK YOU! 3 if it wasn't for you guys, i wouldn't even be writing.
NOW! Onto the story.
ALSO, THIS IS SLASH! Not telling you though MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHA *cough*
A five year old Harry slammed his door shut, a soft sob escaping his lips. He had 20 minutes to pack all his stuff before his so called 'mother' and 'father' sent him to a home for the freakish and deformed. He had found out half a year ago he had been growing wings. It had scared him, at first, but he had gotten used it it. His 'father' had said something to offend him, and his wings had flared out at him. His 'mother' had screeched at him to get away from his 'brother' who has tried to tug one of his feathers out. He had swung his wing at his 'brother' and hit him around the face.
*le time skip*
They had arrived at Harry's new home. He hoped it would be better than his old one. His 'mother' had told him not to be rude, to be nice to the lady. He had his wings out, so the lady would see why he needed to be there. He had them tucked close to his body, showing his concern. Maybe I should describe young Harry. Jet black Hair swept across a pale forehead, alongside black ears with red tips, pressed flat to his head in fear. Bright green eyes with black specks gazed out from his pale face. Black wings with red tips, much like his ears, sprouted from his skinny shoulder blades. A black t-shirt settled on his form. Black jeans clung to his legs, and red converse on his size 1 feet. Overall he was only 3"2. His 'mother' looked down at him, disgust present in her eyes as she knocked on the door. A nice looking lady with grey hair opened it. She smiled at them, moving aside so they could pass. "my name is Barbara" she told them, leading them towards a door in the wall.
*le 'nother time skip* (harry's POV)
After my 'mother'left, the woman, Barbara, had stuck her tongue out at the door, causing me to giggle. I swiftly caught myself, and held my hand over my mouth in fear. Barbara looked at me in worry. "it's ok, you're allowed to laugh." I giggled again. My ears slowly began to perk up, showing my joy. Barbara beckoned me to follow her and I did so.
A/N THATS IT FOR THIS CHAPTER, PEOPLE. Sorry i didn't make it longer but... here you go!
Hope you enjoyed and see you soon.
Sky, out