Chapter 1
In a splendid room with a neatly arranged library – a huge library , covering complete one section of the room - a careless boy was sleeping in his bed without any care, without the tiniest bit of knowledge or expectation of the world ahead of him. The loud shouting downstairs finally woke him up as he groaned at the noise of his father shouting. But strangely this time it was his mother who was being shouted at instead of the usual foolish enemies of his father.
" …but that is not POSSIBLEEE, " his father was shouting.
"But it is dear , I am telling you –", but she was cut off immediately.
"No, this is of course an elaborate trap of that sly Miller . He is just setting you up.", Matt said his voice rising even louder.
Harry couldn't take it anymore. He knew his mum couldn't win against his father.
"What 's the matter dad?",he groaned.
"Good you woke up kiddo, Petunia has just gone bonkers. She is claiming that there is a whole nonsense school of magic and –"
"What maaggicc?", Harry was shocked at his mother's claim. What was she saying?
"YEAH, there is. Now listen Matt there is a school of magic. And there are those people who do it. I am telling you my sister was a witch.", Petunia whispered as she showed Harry the letter from Hogwarts to Mr. Harry Potter..
"A letter for me", Harry wondered as he quickly read the scroll type thing.
"No way, I am just not leaving that Miller guy for fooling you.", His dad was getting really angry.
"Calm down dad. We can just play along with this guy and show him who is better.", Harry blurted he wanted to just finish the conversation.
"As you wish, but you will surely believe me when they will send one of their kind to show you magic."
" 'Arry just write away the foolish thing and put it in the post"
Harry just retired to his room and took a piece of paper and wrote down
Dear Headmaster Albus Dumbledore,
I received your letter of acceptance for Hogwarts and am really interested to join the school if it really exists. Though my father (and I too) think this is a prank please send o representative to show that there is a thing called magic in the world as you sent for my genetic mother Lily Potter.
Sincerely,
Harry James Potter-Wilson
He went down the lane to post it and quickly returned to his room as he gaped at the window seeing his little neighbor Ms. Figgs just taking it out and tying to the leg of an OOWWLL,"Ah Seriously?"
A/N- I am sorry that the story went a bit too similar to Hpmor but I assure you that a lot of difference lays ahead in the story. Please review so that I know if you like the idea and the story is worth continuing.