A/N: Do to the fact that I do not live in England I cannot say that everything that everything here is accurate for England.

Summary

I, am Harry Potter just a small little abused boy who has to sleep in a cupboard under the stairs until I met her…

"Clean up!" my uncle roared. I, like usual, obeyed him do to the fact that, according to him, he is probably the only person in the world that would accept a freak like me, I never knew why I was a freak he just kept telling me that threw my whole life so I believed him.

Today was the day before my birthday, the only reason I knew this was because of my babysitter Mrs. Fig.
When she told me that her sister's son was having his birthday party. I asked what a birthday is, she looked shocked when I said this, she told me that it was a yearly celebration to celebrate the birth of a person, and that you usually get gifts on that day.

When I got home that day I asked when my birthday was. My aunt who did not care for me but was not too harsh told me it was on the 28th of August. My uncle gave me ten lashes of the whip.

On the first of September was the day I am going to start school. I was looking forward to it, ¼ of my day away from my Uncles. Once I finished cleaning up I started to cook supper. I was not the best cook but I was good enough for my Uncles' family.
Today I cooked eggs, sausages and bacon. I, of coarse, only got a single egg for my work.

Nothing out of the ordinary happened for the next few days. On the 1st of September I left to school with my cousin.
I had to walk while he got a ride in the car, luckily the school was not far so it was not to long of a walk, but it still took a decently long period of time to get there.

I barley got there on time. The first thing that happened was she told us her name, which was Miss. Bonvett.

She then took attendance; some of the other students' names were Hermione Ganger, Dudley Dursley, Noah Harden.

Hermione was sitting beside me. She had long and partially curly hair and was quite short.

We worked on writing during the class we wrote a line of each letter in the alphabet. This was for a period of an hour.
We then went outside for recess. I just sat on a bench for most of the recess.

I saw Hermione sitting on a bench nearby, reading. I got up and asked her what she was doing,
she replied with "Why do you care, all you are probably trying to do is tease me."
"Why would I tease you?"
"Since everyone else does." she sounded sad
"I wasn't trying to tease you and am actually curious to what book you are reading. And your name is Hermione, correct?"
"Yes, and I am surprised that you can pronounce my name correctly, since few people do on the first try. The book I am reading is The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien." She sounded happy and shocked at the same time.
"Why do you not play on the play ground like everyone else?"
She said, "Since of them," pointing at Dudley and some other kids "they bully me."

Dudley must have noticed us because as soon as Hermione finished speaking, Dudley started towards us. "Hey losers, what you doing?"
I stood up and said, "Why do you care, Dudley?"

He punched me in the face, then in the ribs. I was lucky I didn't break any bones.

I tried blocking him but a teacher came up behind me and said "Detention Potter, for attacking a student, after school."

Then he walked over to Dudley and said "Are you all right, did he hurt you?"
I heard Hermione speak, saying, "He didn't do anything wrong." quietly.
The teacher said "Detention Granger, for talking back, same time as Potter."

The teacher left and Dudley started laughing at me saying "Uncle is going to be so mad, since you punched me, should have thought of that before you did it, idiot."

"Just go away." Smirking, they left.

Turning to Hermione I said "My apologies for getting you in detention, I hope you find it in you to forgive me."

She ran up to me and said "You should not apologize, it is his fault, you know. You protected me more then anything."
"Yes, but he came here since he is my cousin and he likes bulling and attacking me."
"Life is not fair."

And I could not disagree.

A/N: first time writing a story so please tell me what you think, thanks.