HARRY POTTER
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JK ROWLING
Harry just woke up from his sleep, by loud banging on the cupboard door, oh he wishes he had his family so that he could be loved, but fate has another thing planned for our hero after morning routine that consists of making 'breakfast, for his uncle's family, though his uncle complained about buffoons like his brain is Harry thought.
After breakfast of his family was over food for him consist of the usual scrap, that hardly satisfies his hunger. After eating the scrap.
His aunt instructed him to do house chores, then to get off of the house, well after he completed his work done he left the house to find some lone place where Dudley and his gang wouldn't disturb him, and as it was summer "holiday", they would beat him.
A month and it will be his birthday or so he got to know by looking in the Date of Birth section of his report card.
Well, today he did not want to remember when his uncle beat him on his Birthday and he continued towards the far end of the block, where Dudley can not do 'Harry hunting' that he found a few weeks ago.
Its little backyard from one of the corner at the end of the block, he discovered it while running from Dudley and his gang in one of the Harry hunting secession, well he was there and now he wanted to explore the place as he had nothing better to do.
After exploring for some time he thought about digging in the backyard to find something, as he read in books, in schools library, well with no luck with today's digging session he left for his uncle home and as usual time passed with making food, then it was his time to go to bed if you could call what looks like a bed somehow.
After a few days of digging in the backyard he had no luck, he had given up all hope of finding anything let alone a treasure well he can't go to his uncle's home now, can he? After all, it's Dudley's holiday too after thinking, like this he started digging some more to pass the time well he can't do anything in an empty backyard except digging, well a few day's passed precisely 25 days have already passed.
He was thinking of all letter that started arriving from Sunday morning never mind he thought, he started digging some more apparently something was looking rusty, after careful looking at it he found it was box rusted, he was happy at least he found something instead of nothing, after digging it out he tried to open it.
After some struggle, he was able to open it.
There was some paper it was of no value now and a pebble of yellow color. When he touched the pebble it got inside his hand, he was astonished! and tried to figure out if it was his mistake, he thought he was dreaming and checked the time and it was time for going home, he returned to his cupboard and while he was sleeping there was a yellow pebble in his mind.