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Harry

"Boy! Get the mail!" Uncle Vernon said. I wish he would stop treating me like a slave. I always do what he tells me anyways because if I refused then I would be given more work and get beaten up. I learned that the hard way.

I went to get the mail and I found one of the letters had my name on it, after staring at it for a few minutes. I opened it and after some time I put together the beginning: "Dear Mr. Potter, We are pleased to inform you-"

Then I got rudely interrupted by Uncle Vernon yelling something at me. Oh no! He's going to be so mad that I opened the mail. I thought.

Well it did say Mr. H Potter, and last I checked, that is me. But still, they would be mad.

I decided to hide it for now. Oh man! I don't have any pockets! Instead hid it behind my back.

I go inside to find a very impatient Uncle Vernon waiting for the mail.

"WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?!" He yelled in my face.

"Nothing. I just walked to the mailbox, got the mail, and came back." I lied.

He was so mad that he didn't see I was holding anything behind my back. But somebody else did.

Dudley. Always the one to mess things up. He said something about it to his dad and Uncle Vernon turned me around with much more force than needed.

"Why are you holding you hand behind your back?" I thought it was obvious. I pulled my hand in front of me, and saw that the letter was gone.

I was so surprised that I almost gasped out loud, but I quickly hid my surprise and made something up.

"I was just stretching my arm." I lied, again.

"Back to your cupboard!" Vernon practically shouted at me.

As soon as I shut the door, the letter reappeared. I have no idea what just happened, but I am grateful that Uncle Vernon didn't get mad. At least, not as much as he usually does.

I decided to try to read the letter again because I didn't get to finish. An hour and a massive headache later, I got the whole letter. This is it: "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 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July."

What the heck?

How did I get into a school I never even applied for?

What does it mean "we await your owl"? I don't even have an owl!

I needed to read it again to make sure I got it right. Sometimes I didn't because of my dyslexia.

After getting over the fact that I am apparently a wizard, I wanted to look at the books I needed for the school. I had also figured out what that said.

I have never heard of any of these titles. But then again, I don't like reading much, so they could be just common books, but I had a feeling that with this strange school, they had strange books too. I wondered where you are supposed to get all these books.

The next day the Dursleys went to a business dinner, all of them, and since they didn't trust me to be alone, I had to be babysat. I find this very annoying, but at least Mrs. Figg is nicer than the Dursleys.

I didn't realize that I had my letter in my pocket when I went to her house, and when I got up to get more food ( I usually eat a lot at her house, because Petunia barely feeds me.) it slipped out.

I wasn't quick enough to grab it, Mrs. Figg saw it, and immediately recognized it as a Hogwarts letter, as she is a witch. I of course did not know that at the time, so I just pretended nothing happened.

"I see you are a wizard, Harry. Have you already got your books?" she asked.

At my confused look, she quickly added, "If you didn't know already, I am a witch."

She proceeded to tell me all about the wizarding world, about Diagon alley and Hogwarts. And apparently, I killed a very dark wizard called Voldemort, but most people are too scared to say his name, so they either say You-Know-Who or He Who Should Not Be Named.

I didn't know how I could have defeated this Voldemort guy and not have remembered it. Mrs. Figg explained that when I wasn't even 1 year old, he came into my house and killed my dad first, then my mother pleaded to spare me, but he didn't listen and just killed her. But Lily Potter was very smart. She used her last moments to protect me. When Voldemort used the killing curse on me, it got bounced off, and killed him instead.

She also explained that I am famous among the wizard world, known as The Boy Who Lived, because I am the only wizard in history to survive the Killing Curse.

The Dursleys were lying to me the whole time. I knew, in my gut feelings, my parents didn't die in a car crash. In that moment, I felt so angry at them.

Since I got distracted, Mrs. Figg asked her original question about if I got all my books.

I realized that I have no way of getting to Diagon Alley. I thought maybe I should ask Mrs. Figg for help because of what I just learned about her.

I asked her to help me get to Diagon Alley, and she agreed to help. After a few minutes of her casting a bunch of spells, we apparated to the Leaky Cauldron.

She opened the way to Diagon Alley by tapping her wand on a specific brick. I almost gasped when I saw it.

First we went to the bank called Gringotts. Mrs. Figg told them there is an account under my name.

"Do you have a key?" the goblin asked.

"No, but-"

"No key, no access"

"But he's Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived. He has the scar. Look!" she said, pointing at my forehead.

But the goblin didn't seem to care. He just repeated the same thing, "No key, no access."

Mrs. Figg looked very frustrated, but then it looked like she had an idea.

"I would like to make a new account. Transfer 5000 galleons from my account. Here's the key."

My eyes widened when I realized that all that money was for me. I couldn't accept it.

"No, you don't have to do this for me, I can get a job or something, I will earn the money myself."

The goblin gave Mrs. Figg the key for the new account that she just made. She gave the key to me, and she just ignored what I had to say. I made a silent promise that I would pay all the money back.

After we left Gringotts, we went to Flourish and Blotts bookstore, and bought all the necessary books for school. Mrs. Figg had to help me read all the titles. I heard her say a few interesting titles, but I didn't want to waste even more of that money, and it would give me headaches to read.

Next we went to buy a wand at Ollivander's. There was a big room stuffed with a bunch of wands, felt almost suffocating. I didn't see anyone around, until after a few minutes, a man popped up from behind me. I guessed he was Ollivander.

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter, and I am looking for a wand." I said.

"Hmmm. . . Maybe unicorn hair core, Cedar wood, very flexible, 11 inches."

He gave that to me and right when I touched it, he said "No. No. No."

After a minute of thinking, he said, "Maybe dragon heartstring core, Spruce wood, stiff, 9 inches."

This time when I touched it , it felt a little bit better, but it just wasn't the right one for me. I don't know how I could tell, but I just knew it wasn't right.

I heard Ollivander mutter to himself, "Maybe I should give him that one. But no, its brother. . . but he will just be trying it . . . no."

I have no idea what that was all about. I looked at Mrs. Figg, and she looked as if she hadn't heard him say anything. Weird.

After an hour more of trying different wands that didn't work, he started talking to himself again. "Well maybe he should just try it." To me, he said that he'll be right back.

He gave me the wand, and it just felt right. I don't know how, but Ollivander knew this would work for me. I also don't know why he got so weird about it.

"That wand is made of phoenix feather core, made of holly, 11 inches."

He was still muttering about it. "Hmmm. . . very interesting . . . very interesting indeed." This time I couldn't just pretend that I didn't hear anything.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ollivander? I was wondering what you meant by very interesting. Would you mind telling me?" I asked as politely as I could, in case he got mad at me.

"Well, I just found it curious that the same phoenix gave another feather to me, and that is now in You Know Who's wand. I remember every single wand that I have sold."

That was a bit creepy for me.

Soon we went to Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions, it took forever for her to measure me, and because of my ADHD, I couldn't keep still, so Madam Malkin was constantly telling me to stay still.

I wondered if the Dursleys have came back by now. They would have probably came to Mrs. Figg's house to pick me up by now. But I wouldn't be there. I asked Mrs. Figg and she replied by saying she put some spells on her house to make them think that I am spending the night at her house, because I fell asleep, and it will make them really sleepy. I thought that was really cool.

"Also, you will stay at the Leaky Cauldron, for the rest of the summer. I will tell the Dursleys that you ran away in the night."

Yes! I can finally leave the Dursleys! I might actually get some decent food, and I won't be beaten. At least, I hope that I won't be.

Finally we were done getting my robes, and then we went to get a pet. I could either choose something from the Magical Menagerie or I could have an owl from Eeylops Owl Emporium. I chose an owl because I thought that would be the most useful.

There are so many owls to pick from. I finally picked a snowy white owl. I named her Hedwig. That was the last place that we needed to go to.

When we got back to the Leaky Cauldron, I thanked Mrs. Figg profusely, and she left after making sure that I checked in.

When I walked in my room, I started to take off my bag. When I actually looked into the room, I dropped my bag, and my mouth was hanging open.

That's it for this chapter. I hope you like it and please review!