Harry potter and the Hogwarts school of witchcraft

Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter

A/N : This is my first attempt at fanfiction. I love fanfiction and have read more than hundreds of different stories and want to try my hand at it. Please review if you like the start, i hope i can write a decent story. If there are any grammatical errors please forgive me as my english is a little bit poor. Enjoy the first chapter.

Chapter 1 - Welcome to Number 4, Privet Drive

Harry potter was a young boy, living in the house of number 4, privet drive, London. He was currently 10 years old and would soon be turning to 11. His 11th birthday was just a week away. Harry was excited for his birthday. He would get to go the zoo for his birthday this year along with his best friend Hermione Granger.

Harry lived with his relatives from his mother side. He lived with his aunt petunia and uncle vernon. Even though they are his relatives, his aunt and uncle took very good care of him and looked after him as if he was their own child. His parents were killed by a madman when he was just 15 months old and ever since he was taken in by his aunt and uncle. His relatives had a young boy named dudley who was 9 months younger than harry, but dudley died within 3 months of his birth due to a rare medical condition.

Harry potter was currently sleeping in his bedroom on the first floor of his house. His room was neatly decorated with a huge shelf with all kinds of books to one side of the wall. Harry potter loved books and knowledge very much and he was at the top of his class every year. His uncle didn't accept anything less than the best from him and always encouraged him to do his best in school and sports. His uncle got all the books that harry wanted and then some. There was a desk with a chair towards the bay window side. Then there is the large bed with soft mattress on which harry potter was currently sleeping.

The alarm on the bedside table started ringing and woke the young potter boy from his slumber. Harry woke up snoozed the alarm and went back to sleep only to be woken up 5 minutes later by his uncle.
" Wake up harry " , his uncle called from outside the door, " Its time for our morning run".
" 5 more minutes uncle vernon " replied the young boy.
" Its already 6 30 harry, If we don't start now, i will be late for my office." " Okay am waking up, give me 10 minutes to get myself ready"
" I will be downstairs waiting for you, get down soon "

With that his uncle went down and harry potter got out of the bed and went to the bathroom attached to his bedroom. Within 10 minutes harry was ready and went downstairs. His uncle was sitting in the kitchen drinking a mug of coffee while his aunt was getting ready to make breakfast.

" Good morning Aunt Petunia " greeted harry after entering the kitchen.
" Good morning harry dear" replied his aunt, providing him a glass of milk to drink. Harry completed his glass of milk and turned to his uncle vernon, " shall we go uncle vernon? ".
" Yes lets start "

And with that they started on their morning run. His uncle was 36 years old, working as a stock broker in London. He made quite wealth for himself and took very good care of both petunia and harry. He was about 5 foot 8 inches tall, slim and very fit. He was very health conscious and taught harry the importance of staying healthy and fit since a young age. Harry himself was very fit for his age, he was slim with lean build with good muscular body for his age. He had messy jet black hair with piercing emerald green eyes, and a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead. He was fond of his scar and never tried to hide it away. His aunt petunia tried many different things to tame his wild hair but it never stayed put. Hermione loved playing with his hair. When they completed their 3 mile run they returned to privet drive.

While harry and his uncle were out for their run, aunt petunia started on preparing breakfast while listening to the early morning news when there was a tapping sound. She looked around the house to discover the source of the tapping and saw an owl sitting on the ledge of the kitcehn window with a letter tied to its leg. Aunt petunia immediately knew the importance of this occurence and went to open the window. The owl flew in and perched itself on top of the dining seat. Petunia came to it with a bowl of water and relieved it of the letter. The owl took a gulp of water and flew out the window.

Aunt petunia stared at the front side of the envelope where was written :
Mr. H. Potter
The Bedroom on first floor
4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging
Surrey
The envelope was thick and heavy, made of yellowish parchment, and the address was written in emerald-green ink.

The envelope was thick and heavy, made of yellowish parchment, and the address was written in emerald-green ink. She looked at the envelope and knew that it is time for to have a long overdue conversation with her nephew.

Harry and vernon returned home 15 minutes later from their morning run. " Harry dear, have your shower and get down, your breakfast will be ready by then" called out aunt petunia. " Okay auntie " replied harry and returned upstairs to get ready. " Vernon, we need to talk " " About? " " Harry's Hogwarts letter arrived today. It is time we told him the about magic and what happened to his parents. "

Meanwhile harry got in and out of shower within a matter of 15 minutes, he was hungry after all the workout and he wanted to get down for his breakfast. When he got down to the kitchen his aunt was alone reading the newspaper and his breakfast was ready and on the table. He sat down and started gulping down his breakfast. By the time he was finished his uncle came into the kitchen after having showered and ready for office.

" Harry dear, there is a letter for you. " His aunt supplied him with the letter and sat down silently along with his uncle watching him while harry stared at the letter and wondering who would have written him a letter and why there were no stamps anywhere on the letter. He opened the envelope and removed the letter inside ( was it parchment? ) and started reading the letter all the while his eyes starting to get bigger and bigger.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress

Harry, after finishing the letter turned astonished to his aunt and asked " I am a wizard? "