#4 private drive, little whinning, cupboard under the stairs. 11:53pm
Harrys eyes opend with a flutter, He looked around his small room in the darkness, noticing how peaceful and quiet it was at night.
A small smile graced his lips, than he winced.
The pain in his face and shoulders was still there from the beating he received at the hands of his older cousin.
duddly and his gang managed to corner him at the playground. All to ensure he got his "early birthday present" as they liked to call it.
It hurt, but somewhere deep down inside, he felt a twinge of happiness at the fact that someone remembered his birthday. Than the aching started up again and the slither of happiness was gone.
Harry squinted his eyes to try and see something in the darkness. Once he found the small peice of paper he opend it up and admired the image. On the paper was a drawing of a man and a women sitting at a table with a large cake that had 7 candles on top. They were presenting it to a little boy that had messy black creyon hair and lime green felt eyes. There was a banner hanging over their heads, each letter a different colour of the rainbow. It read "Happy 7th birthday Harry". Harry stared at the picture longingly before wispering so quietly that only the occupants of the small space could hear "thanks mum. Thanks dad"
a tear fell down his cheek. He told himself to stop. Theres no point in crying. Besides, its his birthday. If his parents were really here, he'd like to think they would want him to be happy on his birthday. So he wiped his eyes and made himself smile. Little did young harry know that in exactly 7 minutes, his life was going to change forever.
A/N Hi yall. hope you enjoyed that, it was my first fanfic and had been sitting in my phone for about a year now. i know it was short and really didnt go anywhere but hopefully i can come up with more than just a starting concept. will try to pick it up again if i get the motivation. cheers!
