Chapter: Prologue: Fear

Wow!

There were no words that Harry knew that were capable of encompassing his day. Today was the best birthday of his life after all.

Harry tried and failed to process everything he had learned today. 'my parents weren't drunkards, a wizard called Volde-something killed them and tried to kill me, I'm a WIZARD, magic's real, and I get to go to a magic school in 1 month.'

Harry curled up on the floor and slowly fell asleep clutching his wand as his thoughts wandered into sleep and dreams of magic.

Harry was awoken abruptly early the next morning when he heard a motor rev up. By the time harry had gotten to the window to look, all that he could see was the boat shrinking into the distance with three people in it.

In a panic, harry ran down to the shed behind the house on the tiny island, and too his disappointment he found the shed empty.

Trying his hardest not to cry, harry went back to the house and pulled a chair around to the window so that he could watch for them coming back.

'They just wanted to get back to land early, that's all. They'll come back for me. They will.'

Harry kept telling himself this for hours.

After 7 hours harry looked at his watch and realized that it was lunchtime. He went to the kitchen but found all of the food in the cupboard gone. Glancing around the kitchen again harry spotted a piece of paper taped to the table.

When he picked it up he read the two short lines on it with despair

'DIE you freaky magic boy'

the first read in the tall script Petunia wrote in.

'Freaks don't deserve food'

was the second and it was written in his uncles blocky penmanship.

Right then the tears became to much for harry to hold back. He collapsed face down on the floor and began to cry, though years of being kept in the cupboard had taught him to keep it quiet.

"They left me. I'm alone. I don't want to die.' Harry wailed in his head.

After a number of minutes of tears harry calmed a bit and stood up. Thinking about his relatives he decided 'If they won't take care of me then I'll do it myself. And I'll get to Hogwarts anyways."

With this determined goal in mind, harry began to search the house for food.