Disclaimer: Hmmph, you've probably seen this a million times or something similar but I do not own any of this. If I did, I'd be filthy rich and wouldn't be facing the financial problems that I am currently facing.

A/N: Okay, this is the first chapter of my story. The rating is M because of cursing, violent scenes and sexual situations which will occur later. Also, this has not been read by a beta and if anyone wants to be my beta, feel free to contact me so we can discuss it further. This story contains Ron, Ginny, Hermione and Dumbledore bashing along with abuse in the first chapter. If any of that disturbs you, then I'm sorry and it is up to you on whether you would like to continue reading or not. Like I said in the disclaimer, I don't own this stuff and I'm not trying to gain anything from it. Anyway, onto the story.

Chapter 1- Welcome to hell

Sunday June 30th 1996

With a sigh, Harry dragged his trunk and the rest of his belongings from Hogwarts up the stairs to the smallest bedroom located at 4 Privet Drive. To say the past school year had arguably been one of his worst ever was the understatement of the century. His year began in the summer with a dementor attack on him and Dudley then he nearly got expelled, was put through torture from both Umbridge's detentions and Snape's so-called "occlumency" lessons had to deal with Dumbledore ignoring him for most of the year and worst of all, seeing Sirius fall down the veil. After thinking about Sirius, Harry's eyes started to tear up and he blinked furiously so the tears would not fall from his face. 'Oh, how I miss that old dog,' he thought as he heard heavy footsteps outside and watched Uncle Vernon enter.

"You ungrateful bastard!" Vernon yelled before he ran at Harry and easily lifted Harry's 5'4, 120 pound frame up and threw him against the wall hard. Harry hit the wall with a thud and immediately fell, trying to ignore the pain that was creeping up his side.

"Vernon, what are you doing?" a shrill voice asked as Aunt Petunia entered the room.

"I'm teaching this brat a lesson," Vernon said as he grabbed Harry by the shirt only to punch him in the face repeatedly.

"Vernon, stop the neighbors might hear us and the boy might tell those other freaks who were at the train station," Petunia said, grabbing onto his arm.

With a glare at Harry, Vernon took a deep breath. "Don't you think this is over boy. Just wait and see what I got in store for you later on." "Ungrateful little bastard, living off the kindness in our hearts and not doing a damn thing to repay us," he muttered, leaving the room.

"Now boy, I fully expect you to do the usual chores you always do for us even with that threat from those freaks of yours," Petunia said before leaving.

Once Harry was the only one left in the room, he collapsed onto the small, uncomfortable bed in the room and growled. 'What the bloody hell do the god damn blood wards protect me from anyway? Every time I stay here with the Dursleys, I get abused and treated like a house elf. I'd rather stay at Grimmauld Place or the Burrow or even Hogwarts than this hell hole,' he thought angrily. Suddenly, Harry had a thought and rushed over to the desk, pulled out some parchment and a pen and began to write down some of his thoughts. After ten minutes, Harry stopped writing and began to read what was on his list.

Why Dumbledore is a senile old man
1) Making Snape teach me occlumency even though it is no secret that there is no love lost between the both of us, probably because Snape has a lousy grudge on me only because he is nothing but a grumpy old bastard and nothing but a git.
2) Leaving me and the Dursley's who continually abuse me and fail to treat me properly. Now that Voldemort has my blood now after what happened in the Tri-Wizard tournament, I doubt the blood wards protect me from him anyway.
3) Forcing Sirius to stay cooped up at Grimmauld Place last year.
4) For withholding the prophecy from me especially since it is clear that I am the only one who can defeat Voldemort.
5) If he knew about the prophecy this whole time, then why did he not train me and remove me from those useless classes that I have to take at Hogwarts?
6) How could he let Umbridge become a teacher? Or in that case, Quirrell and Crouch Jr., both of whom turned out to be Voldemort supporters?

After looking at everything on the parchment, Harry started thinking more and more. There was no way Dumbledore could not know the truth about Harry's upbringing with the Dursleys especially since Ms. Figg was a squib and member of the Order. Hell, the first ever Hogwarts letter he had received was addressed to the 'cupboard under the stairs.' While Harry knew that Dumbledore knew about what was going on, now the question was why Dumbledore had let all of this nonsense happen. Harry sat down on the bed and began to think about it, trying to get in touch with his Slytherin side in order to figure out why Dumbledore was doing what he did. Suddenly, it hit Harry like a ton of bricks. 'No fucking way would the old man do some shit like this,' Harry thought, just as Harry heard voices downstairs before footsteps coming up and both Dudley and Vernon standing in the doorway.

"Boy, I have two things to announce to you. First of all, I need you to stay in your room all day tomorrow because I have important clients coming over and I will not tolerate any of your freakishness. Second of all, you are to do the chores Petunia tells you to do tomorrow morning. I also expect you to have breakfast cooked for us tomorrow morning by 7:30 AM then you are to clean the dishes then disappear for the rest of the day until I tell you so. Do I make myself clear?" Vernon said smugly.

"Yes Uncle Vernon," Harry said resignedly.

"One more thing boy, Dudley needs to practice his boxing abilities since he is no longer the top boxer in the district so I will leave both of you alone until dinner," Vernon said with an evil smile as he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Dudley glanced evilly at Harry before double checking that the door was shut. Since Harry had not seen him since last summer, it was painfully obvious to Harry that Dudley had somehow managed to defy nature and grow even fatter than he was last summer. Obviously, Dudley had given up on trying to get in shape and had continued to stuff his face. Unlike Ron though, Dudley did not have the metabolism necessary to stay thin. With an evil smile on his face, Dudley showed some agility, surprising Harry before landing two blows to Harry's stomach. For the next ten minutes, Harry became Dudley's personal punching bag and successfully managed not to cry out in pain before Dudley left him a bloodied mess on the floor.

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Outside of #4 Privet Drive, Nymphadora Tonks heard the sounds of someone being attacked. Despite her strong desire to run into the house and begin hexing all the muggles in sight, Tonks knew that Dumbledore had specifically instructed that all guards must remain unseen and focus on possible Death Eater attacks. Even though Tonks personally disagreed with those orders, she had no choice but to remain hidden. Judging from what she had seen of the family, there was no doubt in her mind that Harry was the one being beaten up. 'Harry does not deserve for this to happen to him,' she thought angrily as she reflected on the past Order meetings. Ever since the school year ended, Dumbledore had insisted on meetings every two days for some strange reason.

"Nothing new happen here right Tonks?" a gruff voice belonging to Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody said as he walked up to here.

"Moody, we have to do something! They're completely ignoring the warning we gave them at the platform and abusing Harry!" Tonks cried, hoping that she found an ally.

"Tonks, you know what our orders from Dumbledore are," Moody said with a sigh. "Although I don't think he belongs here any more than you do Tonks," he said in a low voice that Tonks could hear.

"Why are you here anyway Moody?" she asked.

"Well, I'm here to inform you that there's an Order meeting going on right now and you are needed at headquarters. I'm here to replace you on guard duty until the meeting is over," he replied, glancing up at the house.

"Alright, Moody, see you later," she said apparating into Grimmauld Place, which currently had various Order members arguing with each other loudly and the portrait of Mrs. Black making the noise even worse. On one side of the kitchen, Snape, Dumbledore, some of the Weasleys and others were arguing against Remus, Kingsley, the Weasley twins and other. Tonks was also surprised that Ron and Hermione were in the Order. She had no idea that they were now members and it shocked her immensely that both of them were in the Order and Harry wasn't, especially considering that Harry had faced more than both of them. Suddenly, sparks flew out of Dumbledore's wand as he tried to gain order.

"EVERYONE, PLEASE BE QUIET AND LET ME CONTINUE," Dumbledore yelled out loud as everyone became quiet. "Now, back to the point at hand, Tonks, what is going on at the Dursley household with Harry?"

All the members of the Order glanced at Tonks, who felt nervous under all their glances. "Well, it seems the Dursleys are the same old rotten muggles they have always been to Harry. I still fail to see the importance of having Harry with them."

"See Albus, that's the point I've been trying to make all along," Remus Lupin said.

Dumbledore ignored Remus' comment and continued with the meeting. "Now, I am sure that we are all exhausted and looking forward to sleeping in our comfortable beds," he said with a smile on his face. "Before we leave, there is one last piece of business that I would like to discuss with everyone. I would like to welcome Mr. Ronald Weasley and Ms. Hermione Granger into the Order. They are staying here at Grimmauld Place and they will receive training beginning immediately. Their tutors are to be Alastor Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Nymphadora Tonks and Hestia Jones. They will learn more about dueling and they can help us in the fight against Voldemort."

"How come they get to join but Harry doesn't?" someone yelled out.

"That is something I am not going to discuss now," Dumbledore said as he left the room. Soon, the other members left and Tonks went back to her spot guarding Harry.

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Back at #4 Privet Drive, Harry was stuck in a pool of his own blood and cursing both the Dursleys and Dumbledore. The Dursleys had always treated him badly so Harry was not too surprised at their recent actions. However, Harry had realized that Dumbledore was just a manipulative old coot who treated life as a giant chess game and Harry was merely a pawn. Sacrificing a pawn was seen as necessary in chess and Harry knew the old bastard either wanted him dead so he could claim credit for defeating Voldemort or have him thrown into Azkaban in order to continue his manipulations. Surprisingly, Harry was not having any hostile thoughts toward Voldemort at the moment. While Harry was determined to kill Voldemort especially since he was somewhat responsible for the deaths of his parents, Cedric and Sirius, he was also thinking about how to handle Dumbledore, who in his opinion, was just as bad as Voldemort.

"You think we're done with you boy?" a voice growled from the doorway as Uncle Vernon came in carrying a silencer aimed at Harry.

"Vernon, what are you doing to the boy?" Petunia asked as she walked into the room, saw Harry then saw the gun aimed at him.

"I'm going to do something I should have done a long time ago," he said, pointing the gun at Harry's chest, where his heart was.

"Don't do it Vernon!" Petunia shrieked, somehow managing to push Vernon's arm so that when he fired, the bullet hit Harry in the shoulder instead of the heart. Both Vernon and Petunia gasped then quickly left the room as Harry fell to the ground in agony, holding onto his shoulder. Suddenly, there was a flash of white light and Harry saw a man who was around six feet tall with long pointy ears standing in front of him.

"Who are you?" Harry gasped out through his pain.

"Do not worry, my name is Ezekiel and I am here to take you to our world where you will be taught everything that you need to know in order to prepare for your upcoming battle with the dark lord," the man said.

"Fine, please take me there," Harry gasped as he passed out due to the pain. The man grabbed Harry and within seconds they were gone. At the same time, Tonks had heard the arguing and ignoring Dumbledore's orders, ran into #4 Privet Drive and began hexing the muggles that were standing in front of her.

A/N: Okay, that's the end of the first chapter. Anyway, I need your opinions on who Harry should be paired with. Here are the options:
1) Susan Bones
2) An OC
3) Tracey Davis
4) Daphne Greengrass
Please leave your vote in a review or a pm. Thanks for reading and I should have the second chapter up shortly.