Disclaimer: Sadly to say, Harry Potter and all the characters u recognize DOES NOT belong to me, they belong to the ever wonderful writer J.K Rowling.

Special thanx to Ides of March, my Beta-Reader!!!

Now on with ze story!

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Prologue

The quiet street of Privet Drive was the last place you would expect anything to happen. #4 Privet Drive, with its neatly trimmed lawn and bushes, polished windows, and newly painted fence was probably the most ordinary and boring place anywhere, which also described the residents inside, all the residents except for one.

Harry Potter was not an ordinary boy- in fact he was a wizard, but even in wizard standards he was not normal. When he was one he defeated the world's most feared wizard, Lord Voldemort, giving the wizarding world 13 years of peace. Last year he came face to face with him for the 4th time, but this time Voldemort was resurrected, Harry dueled with him for a brief moment, talking with his parents for the first time, then ran away.

Guilt washed over Harry Potter for some time, that is until Cedric Diggorys ghost came and told him that it wasn't his fault, and had much fun in scaring the Dursleys, especially Harrys whale of a cousin Dudley. Right now Harry Potter was bored there was no other way of saying it. His homework was finished weeks ago; he had nothing to do except for the endless chores the Dursleys gave him.

Currently, he was staring at his clock, counting the minutes till his birthday. The clock flashed and changed to 11:59pm,

One minute Why am I counting again? ? 30seconds? Hey how come Im looking forward to this? I never look forward to my birthday... 15seconds? 10seconds? 5,4,3,2,1.

Suddenly a pain worse than the cruciatus curse burst through his scar, tearing his head apart. Screaming in pain, Harry rolled off his bed clutching his scar. Then a blinding flash of light burst through his scar.

The last thing he ever saw before the light blinding him was the Dark Mark.

Awhile later the light disappeared, along with Harry Potter and his belongings. Leaving no trace that there was anyone ever residing in the smallest bedroom of #4 Privet Drive.


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