It was two weeks after school had let out, and life for Harry Potter had only gotten worse. Vernon had begun to hit harder and was escalating in his violence.
Harry took it all because he felt that he deserved it. He felt he was at fault for everyone around him being dead or dying. Cedric, His parents, Sirus and all the unnamed others. All because he was born and he was a freak. Or so his uncle told him that was why he deserved to be raped until an inch of death. Harry was left to bleed and cry by himself.
He felt like dirt that no one should have to associate with. It didn't help either that no one had tried to owl him. Well that was Dumbledore's fault because he told them not to and they listened. His weapon was to feel like he had been rescued at the end of summer to stay grateful to the order. Dumbledore knew about the abuse and let it happen. His weapon needed to be tough and of course the prophecy was a hoax.
Only Independence and Freedom can come in the smallest ways and change a life forever, make it better. This was about to happen to Mr. Harry James Potter in the form of a letter.!
A/N this is one of my favorite starts. Please read and review!