Chapter 1: A New Start

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor anything affiliated with it. I just make up fantasies with my sick mind of mine;)

Author's Note(Please read. Please read. Please read. Please read.):

This is my first time writing guys... So please be kind with me:) If you leave a review with a question, I will post an answer in the start of the next chapter:D This chapter is mainly like the groundwork... Sorry if it's a bit boring... Anyways, enough of my rambling and on with the story!

Oh! I forgot... WARNING: SLASH, YAOI, MALEXMALE, SMEXY HARRY, MATES, SUB!HARRY, UHHH... I THINK THAT'S ABOUT IT:) NOW ON WITH THE STORY!

I groaned as he woke up, my head reeling from last night's beating. It wasn't so bad at first. Uncle Vernon only slapped me or pushed me around when I dropped something, usually because Dudley tripped me, or if I did something really bad. Or if I said the "m" word. It was forbidden. But it got worse when the owls came. Uncle Vernon starting drinking after work and always came home late. He would always call out in his drunken voice for me, calling me "freak" and grabbing at him with his meaty hands. My unfocused eyes assessed the damage done. Broken ribs definitely, I thought as it hurt to even breath. I gingerly lifted up my shirt, not wanting to move anymore that I had to. My chest was decorated in a myriad of colors ranging from yellow to purple. I held a hand to my chest. I was quiet about doing it because if Uncle Vernon knew I was using...that... I would get a sound beating again. A soft glow enveloped my chest and the bruises faded a little bit. I knew that if he healed himself all the way, it would bring up too many questions. I peeled off the shirt crusted with dried blood. Searching around the small cupboard for any clean clothes, I was jolted out of my search by a shrill shout from the kitchen. "Boy! Get up now and make breakfast!"

I hurriedly pulled a somewhat clean shirt on and scrambled out of my cupboard. Aunt Petunia was the only one up. I breathed a sigh of relief. If Uncle Vernon was there, I would've probably gotten a blow to the head. I turned on the stove and got the sausages from the fridge. I mixed up some batter for the pancakes and poured them onto a pan. I flipped the sausages constantly while making sure that the pancakes didn't burn. I made omelets and poured orange juice, just to finish when Uncle Vernon lumbered down the stairs with Dudley. He clapped a meaty hand on Dudley's back and led him to the table. I quietly tried to blend into the corner of the room. I didn't want to make Uncle Vernon angry. He spotted me though. He would always make my life a living hell. "BOY! Get the mail before I slapped some sense into you!" he roared at me. My eyes widened. The mail! I mentally scolded myself for forgetting such a important thing.

The mail was lying on the mat in front of the door. I flipped through the mail, picking out all the advertisements. A couple envelopes caught my eyes. They were addressed to me, one "Harry James Potter". I shoved them into the huge pockets at the side. Who knew that Dudley's clothes were useful for some things? I took the rest of the mail to Uncle Vernon. He huffed as he took the envelopes from me. I took the silence as a dismissal and made my way out of the kitchen. I would be lucky if Aunt Petunia remembered to save some scraps from breakfast. My stomach grumbled from the lack of food. I winced, feeling more tired from being constantly hungry and thirsty.

I shut myself in my cupboard and turned my attention to the envelopes that rested on my bed. I opened the one with green lettering on the back. It was addressed to Mr. H Potter, the Cupboard under the Stairs. My chest grew tight for a moment. They knew how the Dursley's treated me! Uncle Vernon said that he would beat me to death if I ever told anyone! I cautiously opened the envelope, breaking the candle wax seal that held the envelope together. Pulling out the letter, I found it said:

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

The second page with requirements says:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

First-year students will require:

1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags.

COURSE BOOKS

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT

1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS.

I read through the whole letter with a look of disbelief on my face. Is this real? Is there really a whole world of people just like me? My mind was still in shock. Setting the "Hogwarts" letter to the side, I mean, who names their school "Hogwarts"? It didn't make any sense. I opened the next letter. It was more intricate. It was in the form of a scroll tied with a blood-red ribbon. I unrolled it carefully. It said:

Dear Mr. Potter,

We cordially invite you to Statera Academy. This school houses students from all walks of life and many different species. If you're prejudiced against any other species, we HIGHLY recommend that you do NOT come to our school. We repeat, if you're prejudiced against any other species, we HIGHLY recommend that you do NOT come to our school. We have had cases of students being... attacked by other species that they have insulted. We teach every subject that could be taught by a teacher. If you have received a letter from Hogwarts, DO NOT GO TO THAT SCHOOL. It is run by the most foul lemon-drop sucking person that I, as a vampire, have ever met. We only place grade limits on the subjects that prove to be dangerous to young students. Without further ado, if you decide to come to our school, please place a drop of your blood on the space after this. It is for positive identification.

PLACE SAMPLE HERE.

Please submit your reply by July 31st. A professor will come to get you.

Sincerely,

Ravyn Calypso

Supplies needed for first years: (You can find all of the required supplies at the markets in France, Egypt, and Italy.)

Books:

Spell Your Way Through Spell Theory! - by Miranda Mondragon

The History of Magic Through the Years - by Betram Audrey

Transfiguration at a Glance - by Malcolm Baddock

The Beginner Book of Potions - by Millicent Bagnold

Introduction to the Dark Arts - by Caradoc Dearborn

The Big Book of Magical Herbs - by Glover Hipworth

Runes, Runes, Runes! - by Montague Knightley

The Things You Can Do With Your Blood! - Artemisia Lufkin

YOU MAY NEED SUPPLIES FOR THE ELECTIVES THAT THE TEACHER REQUIRES BOOKS AND/OR EQUIPMENT.

Equipment:

1 set of bronze/gold scales (calibrated)

1 cauldron (any non-reactive metal) Size 2

1 staff/focus (We recommend visiting Cybele Peltier or any reputable dealer.)

You are not required to wear a uniform, but we ask that you respect the rules that we have in place.

You are also allowed to bring 1 familiar. Additional familiars need approval from the headmistress. You can request approval through a letter. State the reason that your familiars should be allowed onto campus.

*For muggleborn students*

If you cannot get your supplies before September 1st, the professor sent to get you will escort you to one of the markets to get your supplies.

I just sat there, shocked. There was a whole world out there were magic wasn't perceived as something evil. I looked between the two letters. Which one should I choose?

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