Chapter 1
Before the Letter
Harry's life was not a good one. His family abused him for no apparent reason. He lived in the Cupbourd under the stsirs. His life had been like this for as long as he could remember. Harry had no memories of his parents.
His first years with his family, The Dursley's, was full of neglect. They didn't hurt him they just ignored him. All the attention went to his cousin, Dudley. Harry didn't mind. He was fine entertaining himself.
When Harry was five his Aunt, Petunia, taught him how to do the laundry. At six he learned how to clean the kitchen. Seven was when he was taught how to do the cooking. Eight was when he was taught how to properly care for the gardens. By nine he was doing all the chores and cooking around the house.
School was no better. His Uncle, Vernon, had told all the teachers that he was a chronic liar and that he stole Dudley's homework before leaving the house. As for the other kids. Well Dudley threatened to hurt anyone who even talked to Harry.
His one safe haven was the library. Both the school one but also the public one. He would escape to them because no one who meant him harm would ever enter there. He learned so many things. He was far more advanced than any of the other children his age. Maybe even more advanced then some of the older children.
His home life though consisted of beatings almost every day. Marks were never left where someone might see them. He was always in a state of pain.
Then everything changed with the Hogwarts letter. The letter Harry was smart enough to hide in his cupboard before bringing Vernon the rest of the mail.