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New Harry Potter fanfiction, hope you enjoy!!!!

It was 1981 October 31 in Godric hollow when suddenly there was a women screaming. She was screaming because the entity known as Lord Voldemort was murdering her. Little did he know, that night was to be forever known as the night Harry Potter became the boy who lived. That night was also the night Dumble fore started his work on manipulating young Harry's life.

Dumbledore's office 9 years later

Dumbledore was in a happy mood for his weapon, more widely known as Harry Potter, would be arriving in two years. Not only was he going to arrive vulnerable andalone, he would be trained to become Dumbledore's pet in order to become the ultimate weapon. After he was finished with Harry, in roughly 8 years, he would be ready to kill Voldemort, then after the fight, while he was weak, Dumbledore would kill him and claim he had turned dark. Taking credit for the death of two dark lords. 'Yes' Dumbledor thought to himself 'I have everything planned out, every thing will work.'

No. 4 pivot drive, same day, Harry's POV

I sat in the darkness of his cupboard under the stairs in he quote on quote 'relatives' house. I have never considered the place his home. His relatives had gone out for the day to shop for there 'Duddykinns' ugh just hearing that name makes me want to throw up on myself. I made sure that they were gone before sneaking out and up the stairs to play on Duddly's game boy while they were gone. As I was walking up the stairs, I tripped and banged my chest. This shouldn't hurt much, but whale number 1, sorry Vernon, had come home drunk and I immediately knew I was in for a beating. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a pan and a knife, I got worried because he only got a knife when he

tortured me. He walked over and grabbed my hair and stabbed me in the arm so it was stuck to the wall. Blood splattered everywhere and only then did Petunia walked in and screamed bloody murder at me for 'ruining her wall' ME she yelled at ME not Vernon who actually stabbed me! She took the pan from Vernon and hit me in the gut. I started to cough up blood then passed out from bloody loss. I looked back at the bloodstain on the white walls and shivered. I don't know how I survive the constant abuse. I kept walking up the stairs thinking about how nice it would be to have a real family.

The magical time skip line!!!!!

I had been playing on Duddly's game boy for about an hour when a big brown owl suddenly burst threw the window. I was so surprised I nearly threw the game boy which would have resulted in breaking it. That would have been bad as I am not supposed to play with Duddly's stuff. Only then did I realize there was a letter attached to the owl's leg. I reached for the letter tentatively, expecting the owl to screech and fly away but the owl just looked at me expectantly, as if telling me to hurry up.

I unattached the letter and opened it.

Dear Lord Potter,

It has come to our attention here at Gringotts that you have not been getting our monthly letters about your fortune. We would like you to attend a meeting to speak about your finance.

King Ripfang

I read and reread the letter again and again, the words that it used made no sense. Why did they call me a lord, and why did they say I had a fortune? Only one thing occurred to me, I needed to get to Gringotts.