Watching Cedric die had killed a part of him, knowing that it was his fault tore through his heart like a spear. There was no way that he could make it go away, no amount of screaming ever seemed to take away the pain. But one thing, something that had happen by accident. An incident that had not be planned or wanted, but something that he craved during the day. The long sleeved of Dudley's old shirt covered it perfectly, hiding it from the untrusting eyes of his so-called family. They were the only living relatives of him.

His schedule was planned out from him. He would get up in the early hours of the morning, make breakfast for the family, start on his chores, make lunch for Dudley, finish up his chores, make dinner, and then sit in the room as he waited on his Uncle Vernon. There he would wait to see if his passed the "daily test" or if he failed. It was rare that he ever passed, minus a day or two where his uncle was too busy to even care. He savored those moments in his life.

"Hmm."

Looking down, he pulled another weed from the garden and threw it into the faded red and yellow bucket. There was not enough time to fix the garden before lunch, and after that he would have to straighten up the rooms and vacuum the living room. There was so much to do in a short amount of time. He was used to pressure, but the punishments were never that bad. Or they were, but they had stopped for a few years after they had found out that he was a wizard. Their attempts to squash out the magic blood in him had failed. For a while, he enjoyed the fear that his mere presence gave him.

Another weed was pulled from the ground as he started to move down towards the right. His hands were starting to throb slightly from the continuous motion. A small outside clock was indicating that it was eleven-fifty, only ten more minutes until lunch would have to start. At least it would be simple compared to breakfast and dinner. Making five sandwiches was not a big deal as cooking a full-course meal for three people. He had been doing this as long as he could remember. They had taught him when he was three, realizing that he had some potentional. But merely he was the muggle version of an house elf. Hermione would probably flip if he ever mentioned this to her face. Ron would probably be shocked. Ginny? He quickly frowned at that the thought of his best friend's younger sister.

Quickly pulling the weeds into the bucket, he got up from his sitting position, dumping the weeds into the trashcan on the way into the house. Aunt Petunia was sitting in one of the chair, her nose buried in some celebrity gossip magazine. The bony, horse-faced woman did not noticed him as he started to make his way towards the fridge and counter.

"Are you done?" For a moment, Petunia pulled her face from the crinkled magazine and turned her direction towards her nephew. Her mousy-brown hair was pulled up into a messy bun. She was not attractive by any means. "Dudley was complaining of being hungry." Her voice was soft, but it held a certain amount of annoyance and hatred. It was clear that she hated the boy for reasons unknown, deeper than she would ever know.

"Yes." Harry stated. "I pulled the weeds out from the garden, put them in the bucket, and dumped them out." He faked a smile, nodding as he pulled some cheddar cheese and ham from the small fridge. The bread was already on the counter.

"Good." She simply said, turning back towards the direction of the magazine.

He threw a few pieces of bread onto the plate, laying two pieces of cheese and ham on each. After squiring a small amount of mustard, he laid another pieces of bread on each other. Finally done, he started to carry the plate onto the table.

Petunia did not say anything.

"I finished." He said.

Dudley grinned widely, walking in. A gameboy was quickly thrown onto the table as he pushed his cousin out of the way. "Thanks." He laughed out loud, shoving one of the sandwiches into his mouth.

"I am going up," he said to no one, "to clean."

With that, he walked away and up the steps through the long hallway.

Author's Note: For some reason when I uploaded the second part it kept coming up as the first part even if I was uploading the second part. Hence I just edited it, and copy and pasted instead.