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Harry Potter: Gun-mage
Chapter One: Prologue
Number 4, Privet Drive:
A small boy with messy, black hair and bright green eyes, watched in wonderment from a small cupboard located beneath the stairs of his Aunt and Uncle's house, at the telly. The five-year-old loved to watch the moving pictures on the screen whenever his relatives weren't looking. His family was actually watching an American wild west film, and the young child loved every second of it. Harry was enchanted by the gritty protagonist, as he shot his way through the bad-guys. Harry wished he could be like that, never afraid, just doing what he wanted to, and if anyone tried to hurt him he could just riddle them with holes. His older cousin, Dudley, had a toy gun, it looked a lot like the gun the hero used, that fired a plastic dart, and he was using it whenever the bad guys would show up on the screen. Harry's Uncle Vernon was reading the paper, not even watching the amazing action on the telly, while his Aunt Petunia would get up and remove the darts every time one of them managed to stick to the glass. It was during one of those times that she glanced up after giving one of the small plastic darts back to her 'Duddykins' that she noticed young Harry poking his head out from the cupboard.
"Get back in that cupboard, you freak." Petunia screeched as she stomped toward the young child. Harry quickly pulled his head back inside, and closed the door. He heard his Aunt putting a padlock on the outside of his little 'bedroom' door, Harry sighed and laid down on his mattress. Why wouldn't they ever let him do anything. He had been good today, he did his chores in a timely manner, weeded the garden, cooked lunch, took out the trash, helped clean the house. He couldn't understand it, he never got many presents, but Dudley always got whatever he wanted, even when it wasn't his birthday or Christmas. He just wished that something would change.
Little did young Harry know, was that tomorrow, he would get his wish.
Hey, everybody. This idea was bugging me for awhile, so I had to get it on paper. For everyone that is reading True Power: I will try to update every week, the chapter length will be based upon what I manage to get down, so deal.
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