The Missing Boy

A/N: hi this my second HP fic. I hope you like it. I don't own Harry or any of the HP characters

Chapter 1. Harry

He was a small boy, too skinny for his age, he had jet black hair that reached to just his shoulders. His long bangs he used to cover the unusual lighting bolt shaped scar on his forehead. He also had the brightest green eyes you ever saw. You could see his every emotion in his eyes. He was Harry Potter.

Harry Potter was not a normal boy by any means, first because Harry Potter was a wizard. But Harry was not just any wizard he was one of the most famous wizards in the world, The-Boy-Who- Lived and defeated The Dark Lord as a baby. Though as famous as Harry was you could not tell that by looking at him. Harry Potter was homeless, his Aunt and Uncle had left him in an ally when he was eight after a little bit of accidental magic.

Harry was now eleven, he had survived on his own for so long because even living with the Dursleys he had to take care of him self. Growing up they had fed him very little and never sent him to school. As he got older about five they stopped feeding him all together, and he had to sneak any food for him self. Though Harry had not gone to school he was still very smart, he had snuck in to his cousin Dudley room and read his school books which Dudley hardly ever touched.

Harry had, after his gardenias had abandoned him, continued to learn. Harry had spent most of the day in the public library to keep him self sheltered. A few times Harry had been able to hide him self and stay over night. Harry didn't like steeling but there was not much he could do about that if he wanted to stay alive, he needed food.

It was a day like any other day Harry had been staying in an old abandoned factory he had discovered about two weeks ago. Harry was eating the bread he had lifted from the market earlier that day when an owl flew through one of the broken windows and landed right in front of him.

"Wha-"harry stared at the bird. He had never seen one before. The owl then stuck out his leg to him, which he noticed had some kind of letter attached to it. Harry gently untied the letter and the owl took off as soon as the letter was free from his leg.

"What was that." harry mumbled to him-self.

Harry looked down at the letter in his hands and almost dropped it in surprise.

Mr. H. Potter.

The Old Factory

7 lily St.

London

With shaking hands, Harry opened the letter and read.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.....

He look at the letter in his hands, it couldn't be right, right? I mean magic doesn't exist dose it? He read the rest of the letter. It included a train ticket, platform 9 3/4, What? a list of school books and supplies. It all looked real and professional, but Magic? Thou, that would explain a few things, like ending up on the roof when that cop was chasing me. Harry started to feel very excited, him, a wizard! He was in a great mood thinking about all the stuff he could do as a wizard when reality set in.

How would he get there? How could he pay for school and books? The letter also said that term started on September 1st and today was September 1st! It was useless, he had know way of going to this scho- CRASH. Harry jumped at the sound of the door the floor below was kicked in, and he heard many voices shouting. It was the cops, they had to be rounding up the kids on the ground floor.

Harry grabbed his bag with his meager belongings in it and took off. The only exit was the down stars door, so he would have to doge the cops. Harry flew down the stars, surprising and getting away from one cop making his way up the stars. When he reached the ground floor it was chaos. Kids and cops running everywhere. Harry along with two other kids made it out side. Harry took off running followed closely by a cop. Harry usually could get away as ha was very fast, but this cop was gaining. Harry quickly darted down an ally, only to realize his mistake.

It was a dead end.

"Come on kid, your you got no where to run." said the officer.

Harry started to panic, he didn't want to go to jail, or an orphanage, he'd been told how bad they were. Harry squeezed him self into a corner, clutching his Hogwarts letter tightly in his hand, wishing he was there, anywhere but here.

As the cop closed in a bright, pure white light surrounded Harry an he disappeared.