Hello and welcome to my first story. I do not own Harry Potter or Five Nights at Freddy's. Sorry for any spelling mistakes I'm only human after all.
It was a normal day in Privet Drive. Well almost normal for everyone. In #4 a small boy was making breakfast, he had dark hair and was as thin as a twig.
"Hurry up Freak, and don't burn anything" A thin woman shouted.
"Yes, Aunt Petunia," The boy said meekly. He finished breakfast and was handed one slice of moldy bread for his troubles. He started to go to his cupboard.
"Hang on Freak, Vernon will be taking you somewhere today," Petunia said with a scowl. He wondered what His uncle wanted with him, was he going to go to an orphanage. Hopefully, it would be nicer than the Dursleys had ever been.
"Get in the car Freak," Vernon said slamming the door on the boy's fingers. The drive was long and silent. Vernon and the boy got out of the car. A sign above the building read Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A man was standing in front of the building, he was wearing a purple shirt and a pair of jeans.
"Ahh, Vernon, my friend. You must be Harry, come with me." He led Harry into the building, Vernon following with a smirk. Harry was standing in front of a worn golden suit. The man opened the suit and gestured for Harry to enter. Harry stuttered at the sight of wires and cross beams.
"Uncle Vernon I don't think that is too safe," Harry said quietly afraid of being hit. "Get in there freak," Vernon sneered his face turning purple quickly, "Or I'll make you get in". Harry quickly got in the suit which cut open his body when wires and beams scratched him. The man shut the suit and Harry cried out in pain. The crossbars crushed his body, blood leaked out of the suit.
The last thing Harry heard was a muffled "Goodbye Freak"
Harry woke up in a stark white room. His head was pounding. He was in a room with two doors, a monitor, and a small desk fan. He saw a Small baby like creature on the desk. He reached out to grab it.
"Harry don't touch it," a red-haired woman said behind him, "It's a remnant of Lord Voldemort". "Who are you," Harry asked confusion visible in his eyes. "It's me, your mother," She said a smile on her face, "Harry you have a choice to make because of the remnant, you can move on to the afterlife. Or I could have a friend of mine help you". "Will you be in the afterlife?" Harry asked. "No Harry," She said calmly. "Then can your friend help me," Harry asked.