Harry woke up as always hearing his Aunt Petunia banging the cupboard

" Boy, get up and help me with breakfast "

" am up " Harry replied

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at his cupboard. It is his bedroom for... Well, as long as he can remember. He always thought it is unfair that he is forced to sleep in a cupboard while Dudley have two bedrooms for himself but he never voiced his opinion. As the life went on Harry understood unfairness is something came with his abnormality. He didn't know what that meant but it is something bad. Harry always wondered what is it to have a family. He imagine his father as a handsome man who is very kind and strict the same time, his mother very gentle and beautiful and siblings who liked to hangout with him.

"get up you ungrateful brat"

Aunt Petunia shrieked from the Kitchen. Harry changed his dress very fast. The dress is too big for him because it was like everything he owned once belonged to Dudley. When he arrived at the kitchen Aunt Petunia was making pancakes. She turned to look at him and was about to shriek but suddenly she became so pale. She went outside muttering something angrily. She came back after sometimes and prepared breakfast with Harry's help. She assigned the chores to Harry and went to wake Dudley