Alright! ITS CHAPTER 2!

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It had started off as a regular day for the young Harry Potter. And by regular day we mean getting up at 6 in the morning to cook breakfast for his Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and Cousin Dudley. At 615 Harry was dressed and waiting for the time release lock on his cupboard under the stairs to unlock. When He heard the click and saw the door pop open Harry left the cupboard and used his allotment of time to go to the bathroom, brush his teeth and wash his face. After that he continued on into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Grabbing a pan from a drawer and bacon from the fridge he started to fry up the food before putting it on a low temperature simmer to stay warm. Going back to the fridge Harry grabbed some eggs and cheese and another pan. After making the scrambled eggs Harry again set the food on a low simmer and went to set the table.

By this time his aunt had come down the stairs and came into the kitchen to see how far along he was. 'I wonder which one she is going to throw this time' he wondered to himself as he watched his aunt inspect the cutlery. "What are you doing freak? Are you trying to poison us? This fork and knife are filthy" she screeched as she threw the cutlery at him.'"

"I'm sorry Aunt Petunia. I'll go replace them now." Said Harry, hoping to get away easily. It was not to be as she tossed another knife at him.

"You better boy. Your just as useless as your whore of a mother and that jobless lay around that she married". Petunia looked at Harry. "You better not end up like them you hear boy. We want no freakishness out of you." harry nodded at her like she expected."Now start walking to school. You'll get no food from us today for your mistakes."

Harry arrived at school just as Vernon pulled up to drop off Dudley. "Have a good day in class son'" Harry heard Vernon tell is son. 'Just one' Harry thought to himself. 'Just once could they treat me like him.' Now Harry was smart, not a genius but he certainly wasn't an idiot. He knew what his Aunt and Uncle were doing was wrong but where could he turn. His Uncle was friends with the Principle of the school so all the teachers were in his pocket. The one time he told a stranger he was beaten so bad he couldn't walk for a week so he knew when to keep his mouth shut.

In class that day they had a substitute teacher who gave them a test on the alphabet. Not thinking twice about it Harry did as he would normally. And he got a much better mark than Dudley. It was this test that would cause all his problems. Not thinking about the test Harry walked home again after a day of being hit by Dudley during recess and ridiculed by the teachers

When Harry got home he did as he did every day and started to cook dinner while Dudley watched the tv and Petunia did what she did best and gossip. Today it was a little different. Vernon came home much later than usual time. Harry could smell the alcohol on his uncle and wanted nothing more than to just stay out of his way but it wasn't meant to be. Being that he was allowed to eat that night Harry sat on the floor next to the Dursleys dining room table and ate his bread and butter off the floor. In the middle of Vernon telling the family plus one why he was so drunk, the phone rang.

Walking over Vernon picked up the phone and Harry watched in growing horror as Vernon's face rapidly changed colour showing just how angry he was. Trying to slowly back out of the room so he could escape Vernon's wrath but he caught sight of his attempt. "Yes, Thank you Ma'am. I'll be sure to reward the boy, don't you worry." Vernon hung up the phone and stalked over to where Harry lay huddled on the floor. Picking him up my the throat Vernon spat in Harry's eyes. "YOU DIRTY FUCKING FREAK" roared Vernon! "Not only do you cost me my job but you use your freakishness to cheat and do better than Dudley."

"I'm sorry Uncle, I didn't mean to. I was quiet and did whatever the teacher said to do" cried Harry as he let him self go limp in Vernon's pudgy arms an tried not to hurl from the stench of his uncles breath.

"What" exclaimed Petunia.

Vernon threw Harry out of the kitchen into the front hall mirror then followed after him while Dudley snickered at Harry's pain. "The manager said we were downsizing. BULLSHIT! I was next in line for that position. Now I'm fired. BECAUSE OF YOU!" Vernon stopped and took a deep breath. "Dirty Freak" he growled as he stomped down of Harry's leg, breaking the thin, malnourished appendage. As Harry held back the tears and cries of pain, knowing what would happen if he made any noise, Vernon kicked him into the mirror breaking some of the boys ribs.

Through Harry's haze of pain he saw his uncle head into the kitchen. Thinking he was safe for a small while Harry slowly pulled himself into a sitting position, back to the mirror. Finally letting some tears fall Harry made a silent plea to leave the Dursley's. 'Anywhere else must be better than where I am now. I want to be somewhere I could have a family and learn to protect myself 'he thought to himself.

Harry's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his uncle retuning to the front hall. "I've have had enough of you boy. We never wanted you here but those freaks forced us to take you in. That Dumbdore person had the audacity to the threaten me! ME of all people" Vernon then departed on a rant of epic length on how these unknown freaks that somehow Harry belonged to are ruining the world. Despite the impressiveness of Vernon's rant Harry was much more concerned with the large kitchen knife that was grasped in his Uncles meaty paws. Despite his injures Harry's body was jump started by the adrenaline flowing as he fought the urge to flee, knowing it would only make things worse.

Vernon was slowly stopping his rant and looked at Harry with with hatred in his piggy little eyes. Before Harry could do anything his uncle lunged forward. "Die you fucking abomination" he shouted and thrust the knife into Harry's defenceless, five year old body. When he was finished sating his hatred on the poor boy Vernon stood up and gazed at the bloody and wheezing form of his nephew and ward with satisfaction. As he turned to go away and let the boy die by himself Vernon kicked Harry one last time. Walking away Vernon eagerly listened to the sound of rattling mirrors but instead heard a slurping sound. He turned back around just in time to see Harry's foot disappear into the mirror leaving behind blood splatters all over the entrance hall of number four Privet drive.

Harry was falling. One moment he was watching his uncle start to walk away, a large smirk on his face. In the background, Dudley lay rolling on the floor in laughter and Aunt Petunia had her arm down her skirt and a large smile on her flushed face. As Harry's senses began to fade, the mirror behind him suddenly got a lot less solid and Harry began to fall through into an endless black room filled windows looking out into various scenes. It was though one of these windows that Harry saw his uncle turn around with a horrified expression on his face. Then he was falling. He passed through a jagged scar on the floor of the room into another room, this time filled with mist.

By the time he cleared the whole in the floor Harry had lost all vision, and smell with only the faintest remnants of touch and fading ability to hear. 'Is this how it ends' cried his soul. 'I had nothing in life and in nothingness I die?' Then he heard it, on the edge of his hearing, ethereal voices. He longed to cry out to them but he could no longer speak. Instead his fingers twitched as he continued to fall,weakening all the while.

{Its a human}

{What is one of them doing here?}

{Look at his Spirit. It burns within him, waiting to be unleashed.}

{It has been more than a millennium since one with the spirit entered our lands}

{...He IS Their child...}

{But does he deserve His sword?}

{ENOUGH. Give him the sword. It was forged to protect and was borne by Our champion. And protect it will once more.}

{My Lady are-}

{I said enough, I have decided. The Mortal realm will once again bare witness to Our Champion. He will wield the blade of his predecessor. Here child} Harry felt something large and cold slip into his numb hands, easing his breathing and breaking the decent into the dark void. As the last of his hearing faded Harry caught the last words of the mysterious lady. {Farewell Harry Potter, Child of Prophecy, Blessed Champion of Avalon, Shield of the Innocent.} Harry felt lips press against the scar on his forehead then he was gently pushed further downwards in the room.

Unable to move himself or risk loosing grip on the object in his hands, Harry drifted until he found himself at a slight barrier. Rather than stopping him, Harry felt it wash over his skin and suck him in and past the mysterious barrier, throwing him into something rather hard. Straining his ears he heard someone shouting weird words that he could not understand. Summoning the last of of his strength, Harry opened his eyes to see a pretty young woman looking at him with concern and fear in her her grey eyes. 'Angel' he wondered before surrendering and completely losing conciseness.

Harry returned to awareness to the sound of clicking like a metronome all around him. Unfortunately along with waking up came the return of the pain. His body was extremely sore and stiff. Although it was slightly counteracted by the warm and soft bed and sheets he was wrapped in. Harry couldn't help but let out a moan. 'Wait, a bed and sheets. Where am I' he wondered before he remembered what his uncle did to him. 'Am I still alive?' He did his regular check for when he awoke after one of Uncle Vernon's beating. 'Toes check, legs check, tummy check, arms check, hands check, mouth check. Thats all. Now to find out where I am.'

With his decision finalized Harry slowly opened his eyes slowly before looking around carefully. Looking to his right he saw clutched in his hand a sword larger than him. 'This must be what the Lady gave me. I wonder who she was.' Looking to his other side he saw a young woman staring at him from the edge of the bed. "Angel Lady" he mouthed in shock as he instinctively flinched away from being that close to another person.

When Harry flinched the girl frowned and she got an angry look in her eyes. Being around his relatives for so long Harry unrecognized the angry look in her eyes and he reacted with out thinking. His body flung itself off the bed and onto the floor. Harry immediately sought out the nearest corner to huddle in, moving his limbs so they would provide maximum protection against any harm. Levering the huge sword he raised it to cover his head and upper body. "Please Miss Angel, I'll be good. Don't hurt me. I promise. I'm sorry for sleeping in the bed. I didn't mean to make it dirty. I'll clean it." Harry continued to shout apologies until the lady slowly approached him arms wide. When she got close enough she embraced him and whispered softly in his ear. Harry may not have been able to understand what she said but he did understand that she didn't mean him any harm.

Eventually Harry was able to stop shaking in fear and just cling to the girl. Harry was confused when the girl removed her arms from him and frightened when the room was abruptly illuminated by a bright flash of light. Flinching again, Harry began to shiver more before he felt the girls arms re embrace him.

Then he heard it, It was the girls voice but now he could understand it! "Hell Child. Can you understand me now" Pushing himself off of her chest where he had buried his head Harry looked at her and nodded slowly. Seeing her smile largely at him cause him to hesitantly smile back. "Whats your name?" Harry opened his mouth to tell but he began coughing instead. He dried out his throat yelling before. Leaning over the girl grabbed a conveniently placed cup of water and gave it to to Harry. He looked at her for permission then drank greedily when she gave it. "It's all for you" she said.

This time when Harry opened his mouth his voice worked properly. "My name is Harry" he said. "Harry Potter."

This chapter was tough. I'm really against child abuse in any form. Its such a long lasting scar on a child.

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