Prologue

Harry was returning home after what had been one of the must troubling end-of-semesters he had ever lived. In the car toward the Dursley's house, Harry had kept it quiet but when they arrive at the house thing change very rapidly.

"Boy, put your thing in the cupboard under the stair." Vernon had said as soon as they arrive.

"But, I have homework to do." He replied.

"Don't care. If I have to put them there, you won't find them again."

Harry mumbled something incoherent and put all of his school things there. Dudley came back at that moment

"So, freak, you're back?" He asked.

Harry didn't reply.

"Answer your cousin or I'll make sure you won't leave this place again." Vernon said angrily.

Harry again mumbled something looking at Dudley who laughed almost openly at Harry.

"Go to you room, I'll call you when supper is ready."

"I'd prefer go take a walk."

"TO YOUR ROOM." Vernon yelled.

Harry quickly got to his room when he realized that he didn't bring Hedwig cage from outside the house. He quickly got down to fetch the cage and walked back in to find Dudley looking through his school stuff.

"What are you doing in my trunk?" Harry asked angrily staring at his cousin.

Dudley grinned at Harry and point Harry's wand in his direction.

"Look what I found…" He said swishing the wand up and down.

"That's mine, give it to me." Harry yelled.

"Come get it." Dudley said getting ready to fight.

Harry lunged at him and surprised Dudley by his seeker reflex. Both boys were struggling together when Vernon came back for the garden. Harry who hadn't notice him finally got hold of his wand, the tip pointing directly between Dudley's eyes.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE! YOU FREAK, DROP THAT… THAT THING DOWN, NOW!" Vernon yelled turning purple.

"He was trying to steal it." Harry replied knowing that it wasn't the right thing to say.

"MY SON IS NOT A THIEF." Vernon said grapping Harry by the neck and shaking him left and right.

The next thing Harry saw was the door of the cupboard crashing on his head. Or the inverse, he couldn't tell. Minutes later, still dizzy from the impact, he managed to get up just in time to see his uncle getting outside with his trunk mumbling about freak and freaky stuff. A feeling of dread took Harry and he ran as quickly as his dizzy head and throbbing throat allowed him to.

"What are you doing with my things?" Harry cried when he arrive outside.

Vernon didn't answer as he was pouring a generous quantity of gasoline inside his trunk. Harry tried to run to his uncle but someone caught him by behind and pushed him down. Dudley had managed to sneak behind him and was now sitting on Harry's back. Tears rolling down, he wasn't able to stop his uncle from burning all of his materials.

"I should have done that four year ago." Vernon said chuckling.

Harry who had more and more difficulty to breath finally gave up and fell into darkness. When he woke up, he was on the floor of his room. Hedwig was on the back of a chair looking at him worriedly.

"I'm alright girl." Harry said in a whisper.

Hedwig hooted a note of worry but returned to her cage.

"I think it would be best if you stay away from here this summer. I wouldn't want you to finish as a stuff animal."

If Hedwig's eye could have got bigger they would and after affectionately nipping his finger, she left by the window. His head was still hurting badly and he needed to go to the bathroom. As he tried to open the door, he noticed that it was lock, at least they didn't put bar on his window this time.

"Move!" Vernon said to Harry.

Harry got out of his uncle way and watch him walk with his muddy shoes up the stair he had just finished cleaning. Grumbling, he went back upstairs and began to wash the step one by one with the toothbrush Petunia had given him for the purpose. She had been quite clear that he wouldn't get anything to eat until the stair would be clean. Harry knew that as soon as he would be finish, Dudley would arrive and soil every single step of the staircase then even if he managed to get it clean, Petunia would fins some imaginary dust and give him as little food as possible.

"Freak, get out of my way!" Dudley yelled as he arrive running from outside.

Harry tried to leave a space big enough for his cousin. Dudley caught him by surprise and pushed him. Normally, Harry had good reflex, and manage to avoid falling. But as he was surprise by the strength Dudley pushed him, Harry fell hard. His previous concussion and the fact that his head hit a few times the banister on his way down was enough for Harry to lose consciousness. Have it not, he would have heard the sickening crack his left leg made when he hit the main floor and he would surely have felt the weird angle his left arm was bent into.