I Don't Own Harry Potter.
Chapter 1: Divine Children's Hope Center.
The man set the baby down with the letter, on the steps of an orphanage. The name of the orphange was Divine Children's Hope Center. He hoped they would take care of him. With one last look at the baby, the man went down the road and disappeared with a crack. The baby rolled over and clug onto the letter. Slowly the sun began to rise. The door to the orphange opened. A women that looked in her thirties came out. She had long brown hair and blue eyes. Her name was Jane Kyles.
Jane had came out to take out the trash and then saw the baby. She dropped the trash on the floor and pick up the baby boy. The little boy had untidy jet-black hair and a scar shaped like a lightning bolt on his forhead. He also clutched a letter. She opened it and read.
Please take care of this baby. His parents died in a car crash. The baby was in the car and he survived, but he got the scar on his forhead. He has no relatives that want him, so he has nowhere to go. His name is Harry Potter. He is a year old. His birthday is on July 31st.
When she was done reading the letter, she went inside and went to the other adults that helped run the orphange. She show them the baby and the letter.
"What should we do?" Asked Jane to a man behind the desk. The man sitting behind the desk stopped looking at the child and looked up at her. He had short grey hair and his name was Phil Clark. He was the person who owned the orphanage.
"We are going to let him stay here. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if he went back out on the streets." The man said. "Take him and find a room for him."
"Okay." She scoped the baby in her arms and took him. She put him with his age group which was the green group. He had already woken up and she set him down with the other kids. One little boy about two months younger than Harry went up to him. The other boy's name was Timothy Smith.
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