Tuesday – July 31st – Privet Drive – 1985 – 8:49 AM

Harry Pov

I snuggled into the lumpy bed, with my cloths as padding, which Vernon had gotten me when I outgrew my basket a few years ago. I yawned as I sleepily opened my eyes and smiled as I realized the date.

I'm now six years old! It's not a lot to be happy about since I still can't really do anything but… it means one year closer to not only going to Hogwarts and leaving the Dursley's for the better part of the year, it means I am one year closer to finally starting my revenge!

On another note. I am bigger than I was in my past life, that saying it wasn't by much, but it was still an improvement. I had filled out a bit, well, as much as a six year old can fill out.

I was also doing well in class! I made sure to get B's for some things but I also made sure to get A's in there for topics that really interested me. It was quite funny watching Vernon and Petunia glaring at me for getting higher marks than their 'Duddykins'. Although it wasn't very good when they locked me in the cupboard for either until the next morning or they would keep me in there for up to five days with me only being able to get out for the bathroom or a piece of bread.

"BOY! COME OUT AND MAKE BREAFAST." I heard Aunt Petunia, I liked to call her 'The Giraffe', scream out from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and ignored the call in favour of nuzzling my makeshift pillow that was a pillowcase filled with some baggy shirts and pants.

My cupboard door was unlocked so it wasn't like I was trapped inside. Petunia always unlocked it when she got up in the morning, otherwise I would simply unlock it with my magic.

"I SAID MAKE BREAKFAST NOW, BOY!" The Giraffe screamed as stomping footsteps came to my door. I looked to the cupboard door that then swung open with a bang. I glared at Petunia who glared right back with anger, disgust and something I wasn't so sure of.

"No. If you are unwilling to feed me, why should I feed you so you can just take the food away from me?" I asked as Petunia looked at me with shock. "I wonder if you had died, would my mother treat your son like this. A question to ponder on." I said as I then rolled over in my make shift bed as Petunia looked at me horrified. I heard Petunia close the door more gently and walk away from the cupboard door.

Strange. I guess I can lie here a while longer before getting up to make myself something small to eat. Maybe a simple ham and cheese sandwich with an apple before I go upstairs to have a quick shower and brush my teeth. I always insisted for a toothbrush that wasn't Dudley's old one, no way was I going to use someone's old toothbrush.

Yuck!

The good thing about being locked in the cupboard is that I can not only practise magic till I get board or I get exhausted. I can do a few things like make small things like cups, plates, pots and pans fly, disappear, repair, move, stick to surfaces, unlock and relock my cupboard door. Though I get pretty exhausted if I do more than five magic things in an hour. I can unlock and relock my cupboard door without getting exhausted but if I start making multiple pots and pans fly for more than ten minutes and then stick something to a wall or table, I feel sluggish. Though my magic has been weaker since I came that night at of my parent's death, I think Dumbledore put some spells on me to keep my magic low and unusable.

I sat up from my lumpy bed and stretched softly before putting my feed off the mattress that laid on the floor. I looked up and watched all the small spiders crawl around near the ceiling with small dust particles. I looked down and caught sight of the floorboard that was sticking up just the tiniest bit from the ground, it held money I had been gathering for the year.

I had been going out at night to take small bills of money and hiding them in the floorboard, I had gathered £8,000 pounds so far without them noticing. Half the floorboard was kept for the notes that were in large stacks and the other half contained small containers that held some oranges and small fruits that didn't make much noise that I could eat when they locked me in here for when I got better grades, didn't make them food or was just in the way. I had been slapped once for getting better grades than Dudley last year.

Uncle Vernon said that I was a freak and freaks shouldn't get better grades than their betters, I had said that then since I had better grades than Dudley, I was his better. Vernon had slapped me and it threw me across the room with the force of the blow. Vernon had went to continue when my magic had reacted and threw Vernon across the room and into the TV. Vernon was alright but the TV was broken. The TV was replaced the next day and they all avoided me like the plague for three and a half good months before slowly going back to the ways things were, but without the hitting.

I was also getting quite independent with myself. Of course with me having to cook my own meals, I also gardened the flowers in the front and drew both magical and muggle creatures, plants and people. Some of my teachers have asked to send it off to Art shows but the walrus and the Giraffe always said no before taking me back and trying to take the picture from me to destroy it in the fire. I always stopped them after they did it the first time to the picture of my parents I had drawn.

Art always calms me down the most but gardening always comes a good second when I'm too angry to draw as I would snap the pencil and get upset at simple mistakes in my drawing. I usually push my magic into the soil to make the flowers and soil healthier and, live much longer.

Petunia had once tried to take credit for the reason the flowers looked so good and tried to win the yearly garden prize that happened for the neighbourhood but I made them all die within a day with my magic to make her lose for trying to steal my hard work. I watered them, gave them soil and even got Petunia to buy a shade cloth that I could put up whenever it was too cold out as it would kill the flowers from all the frost when it gets very cold or hot in England during the seasons.

But I do love caring for the flowers and it took months for the flowers to look as good as it once did. The surrounding area even noticed that I was the one attending to the garden and that Petunia had lied about being the reason the garden looked so good. She had gotten a month of being called a liar for that.

I solely got off the lumpy bed and pushed open the door to drooling smell of bacon, eggs, scrambled eggs and assuages. I swallowed my drool as I walked into the kitchen and reached for the fridge. Petunia stopped me by grabbing my shoulder.

"I may not have liked my sister but I think she would have treated Dudley kindly if I… if something were to happen to me instead of her dyeing. You have an hour and a half to two hours before Dudley gets up. I made enough for Dudley and two more people." Petunia said as she turned and sat down at the kitchen table. I watched Petunia for a moment before sitting across from her and seeing a plate that held all the food she was cooking and a small side of salad.

"Thank you." I said softly as I slowly and politely ate my food. Petunia gave a stiff nod as she ate her own breakfast that was mostly salad than anything else.

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Tuesday – October 31st – Privet Drive – 1986 – 10:30 AM

I had spent the last hour drawing Petunia reading her book. I don't know why I decided to draw her, but I did. I just finished as the of Dudley coming down the stairs was heard, I glanced at Petunia who had put down her book and was walking into the kitchen to grab the meal left in the microwave for Dudley.

Dudley scowled when he caught sight of me before smiling as he saw Petunia lay his food on the kitchen table. Dudley then gave me another glare. "Get back in your cupboard, Freak!" Dudley said as he sat down at the table and began shovelling food into his mouth at a fast pace.

Why do I have to stay in the cupboard under the stairs until I am eleven years old? I can just move in now and… make it better than it was in my past life. I can't do anything to rash before I enter the wizarding world.

Sirius will just have to hold on for a few more years.

"I want Dudley's second bedroom." I said as I stood from the couch. Petunia turned to glance at me as I closed my drawing book. Dudley almost chocked on his sausage as he heard me. Dudley wiped around to face me with wide eyes.

"Why?" Petunia asked as Dudley and I turned our gazes to Petunia. I watched Petunia for a moment in silence as Dudley gave Petunia a disbelieving and betrayed room.

"I don't think it's normal to have kids locked in cupboards that is called their room." I sighed as I looked Petunia in the eyes. "And why should I miss out on a room when there is a room not being used but to store old toys." Petunia slowly nodded her head before sighing.

"NO!" Dudley shouted as he looked at Petunia with betrayal. "That's where I keep all my bro-… all my extra toys that I need space for." Dudley whined and shouted as he stomped his foot on the ground. I rolled my eyes as Petunia glared suspiciously at Dudley.

"We will be cleaning out that room after you finish your breakfast, Dudley. Anything you no longer use or is broken will either be given away to charity, sold or put in the bin or dump." Petunia said as Dudley stomped his foot. I walked into the cupboard and placed my notebook in my pile of cloths with a small smile before exiting and shutting the cupboard door.

I walked out the front door and went straight to the shed and grabbed the box I got from Arabella Fig, my Squib Neighbour. She had noticed I would leave my gardening tools in a corner where anyone could take them.

I put on my gloves from the box of gardening equipment I had. I secretly bought the gloves so I don't hurt my hands when pulling weeds or cutting the thorns off the roses I grew. I sighed and relaxed as I started pushing my magic into the soil and plants before grabbing the watering can and filling it up.

I didn't use the hose because I would drown them with that much water being sprayed at them all at once.

I made sure all the neighbours saw me working on the garden every afternoon. The Dursley's would still spread lies but they weren't really believed in. I waved to one of the neighbours as they walked by and they waved back.

At least Petunia is being a better Aunt.

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Tuesday – October 31st – Privet Drive – 1986 – 5:23 PM

I had finished gardening three hours ago and was now sketching Arabella's cats that were laying on the ground in a small adorable pile off fluff and cuteness. I froze as I thought that in shock and horror at myself.

Why did I think that?

I shrugged it off with the promise of one day getting a cat when I knew I would have time to take care of it and love it. I smiled as I finished the drawing off with the tail of the cat on top of the pile.

"I'll have to copy this onto something else and colour it in. I don't know if I want to risk ruining my drawing book just to make it look better." I muttered to myself as I started to stand and make my way into the house. I smiled as I gave a last look at my garden to see if it needed anything else.

I walked into the room to see Petunia give me an unsure look as she passed me a ham, cheese and lettuce sandwich. I nodded and said a thanks as I sat at the table and ate my sandwich. Petunia gave me a glance as she nodded her head at me.

"Dudley and I have finished cleaning out the room. It only had the bed frame, the old closet and I moved your mattress into your new room. You have to fold and take your cloths up yourself." Petunia said as she then left the kitchen. I gave a small smile at Petunia as she left before finishing off my sandwich. I entered the cupboard and started making my three piles; shirts, shorts and undergarments/socks. I looked around before stuffing the money from under the loose floorboard in one of the socks and the food in another sock. I gathered everything and headed up to my new room with a small smile. I opened the door and sighed softly as I placed the cloths in front of the closet and slowly started putting the items away.

I sighed and looked at the dented but still working alarm clock and smirked at the time.

5:25 PM

Five minutes till Vernon gets home. I then frowned slightly as I looked at the lumpy and springy mattress that was my bed and sighed. "I need a new mattress, let alone a frame and other furniture." I muttered as I then looked down and looked at my cloths before scowling. "And I definitely need a new wardrobe." I said as I took out the money and placed it in my old hiding spot up here under one of the floorboards under my bed.

Vroom.

Vernon is home. Let's see what he thinks of my new arrangement in the house.

I walked down the stairs as I heard the car door of Vernon's car shut. Dudley glared at me before smirking as he ran to the door and put on his best puppy dog expression as Vernon opened the door. I rolled my eyes as I walked past the two. Dudley pointed his finger at me and pretended to cry as Petunia shook her head softly.

"Daddy! Daddy! The Freak made Mummy give him my Toy room. Make him give it back!" Dudley said as he then gave me an evil smirk as Vernon turned to me with a glare. I raised an eyebrow, daring him to do something like he did when I got better grades then Dudley.

"Boy. Why did you want that bedroom? You were perfectly fine in the cupboard." Vernon said as he glanced at Petunia who didn't even look at them as she continued finishing up dinner and setting up the table at the same time. I looked Vernon in the eyes as I replied.

"Why shouldn't I get a bedroom? It's not normal for people keep children in cupboards under the stairs." I said and saw Vernon freeze at my choice of words. I inwardly smirked like a demon as I then continued. "I mean, we wouldn't want any rumour's to go around about you guys keeping children in cupboards. The authorities might show up to check out these… rumours." I walked past Vernon and into the kitchen to make myself dinner.

Petunia had given me lunch but told me she couldn't make me anything unless Vernon or Dudley wasn't around or watching. Petunia said she would be able to take care of me more properly when I got my Hogwarts letter.

She didn't seem surprised I knew, but then again, I never tried to hide the fact that I had magic or I knew that I would be going somewhere in the future. Petunia had merely asked if I could refrain from using magic around her unless necessary or asked.

I smiled softly as I cooked myself up a small stake and a rather large pile of vegies before looking around for a place to sit. I walked to the table when Petunia motioned for me to sit down. I sat down and slapped Dudley's hand away from trying to pinch my food.

Dudley began whining but Petunia shut him up when she said that there was still some extra stake left if he finished his food before Vernon. Dudley seemed to brighten up considerably before he began shovelling food into his mouth like it was going to be the last meal he ever ate. Petunia scrunched up her face at the action and Vernon gave a bellowing laugh and patted Dudley on the back before returning to his own food and ate a bit slower but still relatively the same pace.

I rolled my eyes at their actions and slowly consumed my food to let it digest.

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Tuesday – October 31st – Privet Drive – 1986 – 5:38 PM

I yawned as I made my way up to my new bedroom and laid down on my lumpy mattress with a frown. I sighed and turned onto my side and got into a comfortable position. I happily drifted off to sleep with the thought of getting not only a better bed but getting better friends that wouldn't back stab you when you lease expected it.

It was a very beneficial birthday considering I got not only my own room but I think Petunia at least cares enough for me not to let Vernon or Dudley hurt me as much anymore.

Not that they really could but, it means a lot coming from Petunia who hates all things magic related, including her sister.

I sighed as I looked out the window.

Tomorrow I'll get a treat as a late birthday present.

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Wednesday – October 7th – Privet Drive – 1986 – 7:50 AM

I smiled as I slowly opened my eyes and sat up slowly as to not make a sound. I slowly stood up and missed the steps that would make creaking noises and gathered my cloths that I would wear today. I had grabbed my best cloths, though they weren't much, they would have to do until I got better cloths and, well, everything else.

I then exited my new room and heard the front door shut, signalling that Vernon had left for work. I crept into the shower and locked the door as I then began to strip with a sigh of relief leaving my lips.

If Vernon had caught me, I would have not only been denied a shower but I would be sent to my new room for the rest of the morning until Petunia either let me out or let me out to pee or have something to eat.

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Wednesday – October 7th – Privet Drive – 1986 – 8:15 AM

I stretched as I made my way out of the bathroom and going into my room. I closed the door and folded my cloths that I used as pyjamas on the bed. I placed the towel on the floor and grabbed a pair of socks and unrolled them. I then grabbed the left sock and reached down under my bed and pulled up the loose floor board. I then took out the money with a smile.

I had increased the money from £8,000 pounds to £10,000 in just a week. I know it is bad to take from them but I couldn't help but take the money when I know they don't only starve me from food, attention and love. They starve me from real physical contact unless it's to hurt me in some way.

I sighed as I made my way out of my room and walked down the stairs while placing the bulging sock in my pocket and entered the kitchen to see Petunia washing up Vernon's dishes from breakfast. Petunia noticed me and slowly nodded her head at me as I nodded back. I want for the fridge when Petunia coughed, I looked towards her to see her motion me to the table with her head. I slowly nodded and sat down at the table as Petunia finished up the dishes and began making a breakfast for two.

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Wednesday – October 7th – Privet Drive – 1986 – 8:26 AM

I finished my breakfast and started helping Aun-… help Petunia with the dishes. She washed and I dried. I glanced at Petunia, who in turn, glanced at me. We locked eyes before turning away from each other.

"Aunt Petunia." I said as Petunia looked towards me as she continued the dishes. "I'm leaving for the day and should be back tonight for dinner or after dinner. Please do not worry about me unless I don't come back tonight." I said before tuning and placing the last dish away. I walked out of the kitchen without looking at Petunia and walked out the door with the money in a sock in my pocket as I walked to the end of the driveway.

I need to get to Gringotts, but the question is how? I can't fly there as I have no broom, walking will take too long and I'll be bound to get kidnapped by someone.

I wacked my head as the Knight Bus came to mind from third year. I looked around the street and noticed mostly everyone had either gone to work or were still sleeping. I put my hand in front of my and concentrated on my magic to see if it would work.

If it didn't, I would have to walk as Petunia wouldn't drive me there and leave Dudley at home alone. I felt a rush of wind go past me as I opened my eyes to see the Knight Bus. The door opened to reveal a younger Stan Shunpike. I smiled softly before pretending to be a teary, distressed six year old.

"Good evening. This is the Knight bus that helps all stranded wiz-! You're a little kid." Stan said as he looked down at me. I pretended to sniffle and wipe my eyes as I reached for Stan. "What's wrong little guy?" Stan questioned as he looked around the area.

"I-I was at th-the park with m-my babysitter, N-Nancy Blue, and she p-pointed to a rabbit over b-by a bush. I went to p-pat it, but when I t-turned around, she was g-gone!" I said in a sad voice as I pretended to hiccup and sniffle. "M-my daddy told me to-to push some m-magic into your hand to help someone the K-knight Bus. D-daddy told me to ask to be t-taken to Gringotts and contact him t-there." I faked cried as Stan pulled me into a short hug before pulling away with a smile.

"I understand, little one. I'll take you to the Leaky Cauldron and ask the Goblins later to have your father pay for your things." Stan said as he then placed me on a seat and buckled me up before turning to Ernie. "Hit it Ernie!" Stan said as he grabbed the pole near the driver's seat.

That was the only warning I got before the Knight Bus shot off down the street and disappeared from Muggle eyes. I clung to my seat, even with the seatbelt on, with fear as we zoomed down the street.

Why do I live in an area where there is no way but to walk to places? I could only call the knight Bus and I still had to make sure no one was around before I summoned it to pick me up.

I sighed in relief when the Knight Bus stopped and walked up to Stan and gave his leg a hug as Stan ruffled my hair. I pulled back and gave a shy smile as Stan gave me a grin.

"Be a good lad, kid." I nodded and hopped off the bus and walked into the Leaky Cauldron. I made sure my hair hid my scar as I approached the familiar man that ran the bar at the Leaky Cauldron.

Tom.

"Excuse me Sir." I called in a childishly shy voice. Tom stopped what he was doing and looked down at the counter as turned his head back to look at me. Tom then smiled kindly as he caught site of the top of my head and eyes before then faced me and leaned over so he could see my face better.

"What can I do for you, young lad? Are you lost, hurt?" Tom asked as I nodded my head softly and looked down at my feet in a fake sadness.

"I got lost at the park while I was with my baby sitter. My daddy told me to go to Gringotts if I ever got lost. Can you let me in because I can't remember how to do it? I can make it to the bank on my own after that." I asked as Tom nodded his head and signalled for one of the other workers to stand in his place.

"Of course. Right this way." Tom said as he led me through another door and showed a brick wall that led into Diagon Alley. He tapped in the combination and I watched as the wall disappeared and revealed the familiar Ally to me. "Are you sure you can make it there yourself?" Tom asked as he turned to me with a concerned look on his face.

"Yes. Thank you for opening the entrance for me Sir." I said as I blushed softly. Tom smiled and nodded his head.

"Your welcome little one. Call me Tom for future reference." Tom said as I nodded and waved before dashing into the street towards Gringotts was.

I smiled even wider when Gringotts came into view. I ran towards it and slowed down into a walk when I reached the entrance. I walked in and went to a free desk with a goblin.

Better ask for a private meeting.

"Excuse me mister Goblin, Sir. Can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked as the goblin stopped and looked over his desk at me before nodding his head.

"Fine, Human. Make it quick." I gulped at the Goblins harsh tone. It just seemed scarier as a six year old then when I was eleven.

Might be because I was taller than them when I was eleven.

"I need to talk to my account manager. His name is Griphook I think." The Goblin frozen before looking at me for a second and nodded his head again. He hopped down and started walking towards a separate part of the building.

"This way please. We will allow you talk to your account Manager in private." The Goblin said as he led me into a room before leaving again.

I sat down on one of the couches and took of the cap I was wearing and tried to smooth my hair.

Tried being the key word.

The door opened and in came a familiar Goblin. I smiled and waved softly as the Griphook sat down on the chair in front of me.

"Before we begin, we will need you to prove your Harry Potter by pricking your finger and giving us a drop of blood. Its protocol so don't try get out of it or we will not serve you until you do." Griphook said as I nodded my head as a piece of parchment appeared in front of me with a knife. I grabbed the knife and gave a small cut and let a drop fall onto the potion. The drop of blood then started making writing appear on the page in the exact colour.

Name: Harry James Potter

Age: 6

Parents:

James Potter – Deceased

Lilly Potter nee Evens – Deceased

God Parents:

Sirius Black - Azkaban

Alice Longbottom – Hospitalized

Magical Guardians:

Albus Dumbledore

Muggle Guardian:

Petunia Dursley

"What do we owe the pleasure of Mister Potter seeing us five years early?" Griphook asked as he looked at the results. I smiled softly as I looked around the meeting room before looking back at Griphook.

"I'm here to get a card to connect to my trust vault that can do both muggle and wizard money." I said as Griphook nodded his head.

"I will do that for you immediately. Anything else?" Griphook looked at me as I nodded my head sheepishly as a small blush came to my cheeks.

"Yes. I wanted to deposit some muggle money into my trust vault and ask for a pouch that only I can open and where I can store muggle money until I can deposit it because I probably won't see you again until I'm eleven." I said as pulled out the sock from my pocket and took out all the muggle money in it. "Oh, and a catalogue to Flourish and Blotts, please." I added after a second thought.

I'm getting books to learn early. I might not be able to practise them but I'll know the Theory.

The sock now had 10,000 ponds in it because this last week I had slowly took a two-thousand pounds out of the three of their wallets and purses. £900 from Vernon, £750 from Petunia and £250 from Dudley as he didn't spend anything yet because he asked his parents to buy all his stuff at the moment.

The only thing I think he has brought with his money is food when he is out with his friends.

"That can be done. Wait here. I'll be back in a moment." Griphook said as I sighed softly. I moment later, Griphook returned with a pouch and a card. "The pouch has a sleeve to keep the card. Only you can use the card and only you can open, close and take anything out of the pouch. To test it out for yourself, please swipe here so you will have paid the fee for these two items and then hand me the muggle money so I can transfer it into Galleons, Sickles and Knuts." I nodded and swiped. I watched as it turned green in success.

"Can you tell me how much muggle money is in galleons?" I asked as Griphook nodded.

"Of course. Wizard Money is 29 Knut's to a Sickle, 17 Sickles to a Galleon and that means theirs 493 Knut's to a Galleon. Now transferring Muggle money to Wizarding money is different. One Knut is £0.01, one sickle is £0.29 and one Galleon is £4.93." Griphook said as he then hurried me out. "We have many appointments to do, hurry along and we will see you again when your eleven. Goodbye Mister Potter." Griphook said as he opened the door. I smiled softly.

"Thank you for the help Griphook. See you when I'm eleven." I said before rushing off. I managed to slip past Tom without him noticing and caught a taxi back to Privet Drive.

Today was a good day. I can't wait until my first year of Hogwarts so I can finally get my revenge.

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