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chapter one: I'm all Alone
Summer before 6th year
The same thing like as last summer happened again! Harry Potter was alone! No messages from friends. No news from the wizarding world. He had no idea what was going on. The only thing that he knew for certain was that the order was still around because someone was watching the house. He couldn't acknowledge them because that would defeat the purpose. At least that what Tonks had said after he had waived at her. Before the term had ended Dumbledore had told harry not to leave his house or the yard. So he felt completely alone. His relatives where scared of him in the beginning of the summer because of the threat moody had told them but that effect wore off when no one came to check on Harry. So he was a month into summer vacation and he had already been beaten and starved. He had so many chores he didn't finish till ten minutes before he had to go to bed. He had scars on his back from where his uncle had beaten him because one afternoon he had passed out from the heat and didn't finish his chores.
Every night he had nightmares of Sirius falling through the veil. He would wake up crying. He couldn't do anything to help Sirius and every night he had to relive that night every time he feel asleep. He needed to talk to someone about this. He wrote to his friends and Dumbledore but no one had answered his messages. No one cared about him anymore he needed someone, anyone but everyday the days passed and no one came. After a couple of days he gave up hope that someone would rescue him. He hated what his life had become. He hated that Dumbledore had left him here with the horrible people who didn't care about him. Didn't he care that he was treated like a house elf. Did someone care if he lived or died? Did Dumbledore know what was going on? Why wouldn't he answer his messages? what was going on.
After a day of hard chores and little food he fell into bed. His uncle had beaten Harry because he had cut the roses in the backyard garden wrong. Harry could feel blood on his back. He was so weak and tired he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. The next thing Harry knew was that He was in a very comfy room with a fireplace and two chairs next to it. In the middle of the room was a large looking table that had plans on them. The walls where black and had bookshelves lining the wall. It looked like a study of some kind. It reminded him of the headmasters office with a desk to one side of the room and weird objects on the desk. He looked around and saw no one. he didn't see any doors so he sat in one of the chairs by the fireplace. He got comfortable and checked what was around him the chair was green. The only thing that missing was a cup of hot chocolate as soon as he thought that a cup of hot chocolate appeared in his hand. As soon as he started drinking the delicious hot chocolate. a door appeared near the desk and someone came in. The man he could tell was dressed in green robes a hood covering his face and a wand holder on his left arm, he was a wizard. The man didn't seem to notice Harry. The man Moved and the hood that covered his face fell revealing his face. Harry gasped and jumped up. The drink fell and broke on the floor. From the noise the wizard looked up and he jumped up raising his wand at Harry "what are you doing in my head!" The wizard said in parsletongue Harry just backed up trying to grab his wand but he realized that this was a dream he didn't have his wand "voldemort!" And Then everything went black for Harry.
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