Disclaimer: I by no means necessary own Harry Potter.
Hey everyone, this is my first story ,Yah! Anyways I hope that you like my story. Please give me reviews to let me know how I'm doing. Thanks everyone! Here it goes.
Warning: Some characters are OOC later on in the story. Draco, and Snape mainly, and story will get better as it goes along. Some adult language is used as well in this story.
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The word mundane and Harry Potter will never be used in the same sentence together ever again after I am done writing this one. Harry Potter is far from the normal ordinary person. Firstly he lives with his horrible relatives. Uncle Vernon Dursley, a titanic sized man with hardly any neck and an even shorter temper. Aunt Petunia Dursley, a horse headed woman with the neck of a giraffe, who has an obsession with cleanliness , and smallest in the house other than Harry. Last but not least, there is the horrible, spoiled- bigheaded- bulling- demon Dudley Dursley.
So far you are saying to your self 'Okay, so what, lots of people have bad relatives.' But Harry Potter is a wizard who attends Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and not just any wizard either. Harry is one of the most known wizards in the Wizarding World, even thou he is the least known to the Muggle World.
Harry's parent Lily and James Potter were killed by a dark wizard who's birth name is Tom Riddle. But to most is known as only, Lord Voldemort. The wizard is so feared that most do not dare speak his name aloud. Lord Voldemort was thought to be invincible, until he tried to kill Harry, which proved to be a big mistake. For unknown reasons Harry survived the Avada Kedavra Curse, with only a lightning bolt shaped scare upon his forehead, that was meant to kill him. Also unknown however, is how Harry a mere baby managed to reduce Lord Voldemort to a mere sprit of himself. Harry had not only done this once but three times in his short 15 years! Sadly in Harry's forth year at Hogwarts Voldemort regained his power.
Voldemort had killed his parents, his friend Cedric, and to his most utter distress had managed to kill the only person he thought as a parent to him. A escaped convict from Azkaban ,who was innocent of his changes, Sirius Black just last year. Harry blamed himself for all of the deaths, and was tortured in his sleep of dreams of Sirius's death, and of a prophecy that had been told to him by the leader of the Order and his school headmaster, Professor Albus Dumbledor. The prophecy he was told informed him he was the only person who could kill Lord Voldemort, or he would be just another one of his victims. Harry had spent most of his summer dwelling on all the reasons Sirius's death was his fault. At the beginning he had tried to blame it on every one but who really was responsible, Lord Voldemort. Professor Snape, had been his personal favorite, but he soon saw reason that it was not his fault, but his own. Harry would sometimes mutter to himself " I killed him! How could I do it? If I hand just studied more in Occlemency…"
Harry Potter, was currently doing his last bit of homework for the summer in Dudley's second room where he sleep. When he finished he placed his books in the loose floor board under his bed. Harry loathed the thought of sleep. But was so tired from a hard day of vigorous chores to big for his age and size, found himself slowly slipping back into his unmerciful nightmare that lay dormant for the short hours that he was awake during the day.
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"BOY… BOY!!!" Harry shot up in his bed at his Uncle's bombastic voice that he heard threw the bedroom door. " GET UP THIS INSTANT YOU LIL' -DISPICABLE -FREKISH -TWIT!!! WERE HUNGRY AND WOULD LIKE TO EAT SOME TIME THIS WEEK!"
" Yes, I'm coming Uncle Vernon," Harry said in a groggy voice then more to himself "CinderHarry is on the way!" Harry let a small groan escape his lips when he looked at the clock. 7:30, most normal teens would be sleeping in on a rainy, murky, dreary day like this. But Harry, deciding he was not normal, shook away his thoughts and dressed because his uncle was most likely blue with envy and hunger and decided to cook breakfast before he turned into a blue berry. But before he got to his door his owl Hadwig taped on the window to be let in. When he let her in she dropped a letter with Ron's handwriting on it in his hands. He quickly opened the letter.
Dear Harry,
How are things going? As you know we've been staying at Grimwald place this summer including Hermione. Guess what we just heard? Professor Lupin is going to teach DADA again. Great isn't it! Got to go now mom's having a fit because Fred and George stopped by and must have blown something up already!
Bye Mate,
Ron
Harry smiled at the thought of Professor Lupin teaching again, but hurriedly hid the letter under his floor board and hurried down stairs.
"Bought time." said Uncle Vernon.
"Sorry ,sir." wiping the grin he had on his face away so you would never even known it existed.
"Don't sorry me! Now quit fooling around and cook breakfast!"
Dudley laughed at Harry as he started to cook breakfast obviously finding his slaving amusing." Your Aunt left your list of chores on the table before she left for the store. If you don't have it all done by 5:00 when I get home there will be no food for you tonight, understood?"
" Yes, sir," Harry replied. When they had eaten ,Harry cleaned the table so even his Aunt couldn't nit- pick about it being done wrong. He then turned his attention to the list.
1. Do all the laundry
2. Vacuum the whole house
3. Dump the trash and scrub the cans clean
4. Clean the light fixtures
5. Wax the floors
6. Fix dinner and set the table
'Great' thought Harry. ' Like the lights need to be cleaned, and the floor is spotless any ways!' Despite this fact Harry set to work. Otherwise he would not get to eat tonight and being he had not eaten the night before and only having a piece of toast for breakfast, he would rather eat than disobey even if the notion to disobey was there. Harry often thought of telling the Order of his problem, but did not want them to think he could not handle himself. So when he wrote them their letters he always said he was just fine!
Harry had finished all his chores and was, very reluctantly, given a small plate of food. He then made himself scares and disappeared into his room, he then dug around in the loose floor board under his bed and removed 'Hogward A History.' He had given in to Hermione and started to read it. What was even more surprising was he was enjoying it, he guessed it was because he missed Hogwarts so much it brought him unseen comforts. So Harry sat squinting in the very poor lighting of Dudley's second room reading when he heard Dudley tromping down the stairs like a bull in a china shop! He heard the to common conversation between Dudley and his Aunt. He knew that Dudley was going out to cause trouble with his gang, but wondered how his Aunt and Uncle could be so naive!
"Oh, Duters, where are you going tonight?"
" Nowhere, jus' to a friend's house, to watch the History Channel, Mum."
" Okay, have fun, dear." Harry almost laughed as he heard the door close behind Dudley. 'Maybe Dudley has a future in becoming a snood- snobbish- actor someday… nah!' Thought Harry to himself.
At a quarter passed 10 Harry heard a loud knock on the door.
"FREAK, get the blasted damn door." Harry rushed down the steps wondering who it could be. When he opened the door a police officer and a stunted Dudley appeared behind the door. " Who is it Bo…" as his Uncle stepped beside him at the door and was cut off from finishing the word boy." What is the meaning of this officer?" His Aunt stepping at his side, who looked mortified.
" Are you the Dursleys?" Harry silently thought 'no there Sunny and Share, here's your sign.'
"Yes"
" Your son was caught in the progress of a 326, vandalizing of public property. We were unable to catch the others he was with thou." Harry fought a laugh as he thought, ' to fat to run away.' " We will let him off this time but next time he will be fined for the act if caught again. Goodnight," and the officer closed the door behind him leaving an unnerving silence.
"Well?" His Uncle asked in a flat tone to Dudley.
"I… I was…" Dudley then noticed Harry and must have inspire him with new lines for his act. He changed his confused look to a coy nervous one and pointed to Harry who looked surprised. 'What did I do?' he thought. "He told me t…to do it Pa!" He said that if I didn't he would hex me!" When Harry's Aunt and Uncles eyes darted to Harry, Dudley gave him an evil grin.
"Dudley, go to your room dear while we take care of this," said his Uncle
" Yes. Father." As he walked up the steps Harry prepared for a battle he knew he would not win.
"I…," he started but was cut off.
"SHUT YUR FREAKISH- NO GOOD- PAGAIN MOUTH BOY IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YE."
"But I didn't d…"
" I SAID SHUT UP YOU SPOILED BRAT!" This outraged Harry, 'him the spoiled brat,' he thought.
"What…," he almost whispered. "ME THE SPOILED BRAT?" He almost laughed thru all his anger.
" Yes you! We take you in out of the…"
"Kindness of your hearts, yah, I know, keep going!" Harry said, his voice seeping, leaking, and boiling in sarcasm.' You hearts my ass!' thought Harry.
"YOU LIL'!" Uncle Vernon yelled raising his fist.
"VERNON!!!" said his aunt stopping him from blowing Harry into oblivion.
"No, Aunt Petunia, let him do it!"
" YOU… WILL… SPEND THE REST OF YOUR… PO-THE-TI-K SUMMER IN YOUR ROOM, FREAK."
" LIKE HELL I WILL!" yelled Harry bursting out the door.
" GET BACK HERE THIS MIN…"
" NO!!!." Harry then tour off in a run to go somewhere to cool his heals. When he reached the park he stopped running, for he felt like he had been running for the last few months from all his problems and finely let them catch up with him. He cried for his Mum, Dad, Cedric, Sirius, everyone he ever hurt in his life.
