Prologue

"Gather 'round everyone! Gather 'round!" Harry's PE teacher called out on Monday morning, before the first lesson of the day started. "Okay now, be silent, please!" He tried getting the attention of the group of teens, who were slowly starting to assemble. "Really, guys! Be quiet!"

The bespectacled boy was silently observing the situation with little interest. This was how it went practically every Monday morning.

To anyone who paid attention it would seem after two days of absence from each other, everyone -especially the girls- desperately needed talk about every minute they hadn't spent together. Even mundane things like what they ate for breakfast came up.

It was rather annoying sometimes, but since PE was first thing on Monday, Harry had no complaints.

It's not that he detested sport, he actually loved it sometimes. It was just PE at school that he didn't like.

Everybody picked him last when forming teams, nobody trusted the ball to him, most lessons he was passing the time at the sidelines. He was the invisible mute.

Although it was better than primary school PE now Dudley was nowhere around, it didn't mean he minded a few wasted minutes.

"Everybody! SHUT UP!" The teacher shouted loudly.

At once, an attentive silence fell over the group.

Just like any other Monday morning.

Breathing slightly faster than normal the teacher, who was beginning to question his life choices, gestured to a wild looking man.

The man was very tall, at least 2 metres, broad, and had a wild, brown beard which covered nearly his whole face. It gave a rather scary look to his features, making the group of pupils eye him wearily.

"This," said the teacher "is Mr. Hagrid. A recruiter from Hogwarts High who will be testing any interested candidates this PE lesson."

Mr. Hagrid smiled, making his messy beard move. It was distracting. "As Mr. Smith said, I'm looking new pupils for Hogwarts High. Hogwarts High is a boarding school which teaches pupils for the last four years of their secondary education. We offer some of the best programs in the UK. There are left: Three open spaces for the PE program, five open spaces for the arts program and four open spaces for our advanced schooling program. Scholarships are offered to the best candidates for those open spaces. Anyone interested in the PE program is going to go through a physical test this period and anybody interested in any of the other programs should come to me at the end of this period."

By the time Mr. Hagrid was done with his little speech, most of the class wasn't listening anymore, instead choosing to continue reciting the weekend's proceedings.

Harry wanted to be annoyed by their un-respectful behaviour, but instead he felt slightly envious. They were all happy where they were, at Stonewall High. Where they could go home to loving families every afternoon, hang out with friends all day.

He wasn't the most social person in the pack, that he knew. Still, it would have been nice to have one person that looked him in the eye every day. Spoke at least one word to him when they saw him pass by in the hallway.

So that's why he, unlike everyone else, was hanging on to every word he spoke from the moment the man had said "boarding school" and was filled with hope from the moment the word "scholarships" was said.

Because to him, this was it. This was his chance to escape his relatives. This was the moment he'd been waiting for.

"Okay everybody interested can follow Mr. Hagrid. For the rest of you: Warm-up." Mr. Smith decided to start the lesson.

At the high screech of the whistle, which hurt everybody's ears when, the group spread out like a group of birds fleeing from an intruder.

While most of the class started the warm-up, Harry followed the large man.

A/N: I have taken way too long in updating Family Bound, instead choosing to rewrite it because of various reasons. Right now I have written this story until chapter 15 which is in total 18k words, so I'm not planning on abandoning it any time soon.

So sorry for the late update! Better late than never right? *please don't punch me*

I'm open for any kind of reviews except for flamers. Helpful critisism is always welcome. I want to write this in British English so if anybody could correct me on those kind of mistakes I would be very gratefull as wel!

I'm not sure about the pairings for this story yet either, so let me know what you want.

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Tris

P.s. I'll try to upload every Monday, except for the next one which will be on Saturday or Sunday since I'll be on vacation on Monday.