Hiii!!
This is my first fanfiction, so please excuse me if it is stupid ._. Also,
the first chapter sort of doesn't make sense, but oh well. Just go along
with it. It was worded so well and I would hate to see it go ^_^ Have fun..
Please R/R
Chapter 1
It was a hot summer day, and kids everywhere where playing. Even at four privet drive, everyone had something to do, for better or for worse. "G' morning" said Dudley mockingly at Harry. Today was the day that Dudley's friends got to come over, which was always trouble for Harry. For them, harry was a sort of punching bag, and pathetic and hopeless as he felt, he could do nothing about it. He remained powerless for four long, lousy months, and for that time, the dursleys could care less about who he was, or how he has saved many lives from a certain evil sorcerer. And to think that the dursleys could have died. Harry gave a small jump of excitement at the thought. He also got excited when he thought of his wizarding school, hogwarts. After this long, terrible summer, he would finally get to be with people of his own kind, who recognized him and appreciated him. For now, though, there was no magic that he could use to keep the dursleys away from him, because magic was banned to not fully qualified wizards, of course. Suddenly, Harry's thoughts were temporarily bursted by the familiar "_" made by Dudleys obnoxious friends. For some reason, Dudley did not tell his stupid friends about Harry's "abnormality", probably for Harry's inconvenience, which was a very stupid move on Dudley's part. Only the moment that his friends burst inside did he realize that harry was capable of doing awful things to his stupid friends (even if they did deserve it). Thankfully, Harry had already gone outside for a stroll through the park. Right when he stepped outside, he heard a strange voice."Its in the Dungeons" It said. As soon as he heard it, he felt a strange and familiar feeling. His head was filled with awful memories of the past. He could feel beads of sweat form on his forehead. His chest felt like it was about to explode. Its not real, he thought, its not real. Its not real. There is nothing in the dungeons. It was not real, Harry thought. Suddenly Everything started to get blurry around him, and he felt himself drift into unconsciousness.
Chapter 1
It was a hot summer day, and kids everywhere where playing. Even at four privet drive, everyone had something to do, for better or for worse. "G' morning" said Dudley mockingly at Harry. Today was the day that Dudley's friends got to come over, which was always trouble for Harry. For them, harry was a sort of punching bag, and pathetic and hopeless as he felt, he could do nothing about it. He remained powerless for four long, lousy months, and for that time, the dursleys could care less about who he was, or how he has saved many lives from a certain evil sorcerer. And to think that the dursleys could have died. Harry gave a small jump of excitement at the thought. He also got excited when he thought of his wizarding school, hogwarts. After this long, terrible summer, he would finally get to be with people of his own kind, who recognized him and appreciated him. For now, though, there was no magic that he could use to keep the dursleys away from him, because magic was banned to not fully qualified wizards, of course. Suddenly, Harry's thoughts were temporarily bursted by the familiar "_" made by Dudleys obnoxious friends. For some reason, Dudley did not tell his stupid friends about Harry's "abnormality", probably for Harry's inconvenience, which was a very stupid move on Dudley's part. Only the moment that his friends burst inside did he realize that harry was capable of doing awful things to his stupid friends (even if they did deserve it). Thankfully, Harry had already gone outside for a stroll through the park. Right when he stepped outside, he heard a strange voice."Its in the Dungeons" It said. As soon as he heard it, he felt a strange and familiar feeling. His head was filled with awful memories of the past. He could feel beads of sweat form on his forehead. His chest felt like it was about to explode. Its not real, he thought, its not real. Its not real. There is nothing in the dungeons. It was not real, Harry thought. Suddenly Everything started to get blurry around him, and he felt himself drift into unconsciousness.