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Chapter.one

"Harry Potter!"

Harry shot up from his small and rather lumpy bed, much to his displease as he sharply banged his head on the low dark ceiling.

"Potter! Are you listing to me, boy, get up already you lazy scoundrel!"his room door was yanked open and he had to squint slightly to see threw the light that spilled in the small cupboard. For that was what his room was; a cupboard.

"Get you're lazy butt of you're out here right now!"shrieked his horse faced Aunt. Harry nodded and began to climb out, but she slammed it shut prompting his hand to be coght between the frame and door. With a yelp of pain Harry scooted back holding his hand delicately.

In all honesty Harry Potter was not the Harry Potter we all know and love in this houce - no- he was something that you would think as scum at the bottom of you're shoe. You think no less of that, if you live at four Privet Drive, as you think of Harry.

With a sigh, and a slight wiping of his face as for a few tears went down his cheeks, he climbed out of the small room with little difficult. Eight years old already he was big enough to be the size of any five or six year old. He wasn't horribly small, nor was he horribly skinny, but he did have quite a pale complexion.

The fact that he was more skinny, pale, and small compared to his peers at school was noticeable to Harry, and he had quickly blamed the smallness of his dark, dreary cupboard.

"Finely!"Said Dudly Dursly quite rottenly as he spotted Harry,"I relive I've got A stomach ache,"he made sure to whimper and allow his mother and father's attention go to him as he started to act out a scene,"From having to wait for you sooo long!"a few fake sniffles and hic - ups and Dudly was in the arms of his mother and under the worried gaze of his father.

Dudly was fat, fatter then his dad, and he had rolling chins, beady blue eye's full of greed, and Blond wisps of hair, smoothly parted to the side's in a neat juster.

"Hurry up and make him breakfast!"

That was his aunt. She was tall, skinny, horse faced and poised aqua eyes and curly blond strands of bouncy hair.

Harry knew this routine, after two or three years of doing so, and didn't argue. Getting the pan he turned on the heat and put on four strips of beacon.

This, he knew, was the beginning of a yelling, as he called it.

"You can stay home Dudly, my boy,"his uncle was saying fondly.

His uncle, on the other hand, had beady eyes, dark brown hair, like his son's, parted neatly for work, and was plump.

"Only four, my dudders needs more then that!" Here was the starting of the shrieks, screams and yells directed towards him.

"We put a roof over you're head, feed you-""

"My poor dudy wudy-"

"Ungrateful-"

"Hurry up!"

"Starve my Dudly-"

A odd sort of ringing filled his ears and the yells diminished slowly. They first started to fuzz, then blend, until finely they weren't heard at all. For that, Harry was thank full.

But what happened was something that gave Harry such a fright, he would not come out of his room for days.

The walls, they didn't disappear, but more so they 'changed'.

The perfectly painted white walls of the kitchen/dinning room, and all the furniture began to become towering stone corridors, large pain-glass windows were to his right, doors and suits of armor to his left.

The floor was quickly transformed into stone, and the ceiling,too, carried a large amount of the rock.

It all seemed very peacefull, once Harrys hart had stopped hammering in his head, and he was able to curiously look about the beautifully decorated castle.

Smiling Harry came upon a door. It was large, so large he would have to pull with his hole might to open it, and made of what seemed to be mahogany. Harry frowned, he himself had never seen 'real' mahogany. He had seen many things, even oak and cheery before, but this strange wood had a different texture to it and didn't seem buffed, scratched, or stained as the tables and floors at four privet drive did.

Gripping the handle tightly, he didn't know what it was but he strongly thought it to be bronze as he had seen it in a picture-but he wasn't positive, was about to yank at the door when it suddenly opened slowly at the softest touch.

Stunned Harry walked into the room.. . And saw something that seemed to make his spirits lift.

A library.

Now Harry was no book worm, that was for sure, but he did love a good read now and then - expeshly horror and mystery. Even fantasy settled his ever growing mind.

And of course, Knowles was something that tugged impatiently at the back of his head. It seemed, to Harry, that Knowles was a natural instinct as for he had such a strong yearning for it. But he knew nothing more then what he was told at school, read in books at the library, and watched on movies-if he was lucky.

But the grate assessment of books didn't hold his attention long. He heard something, something whispering. It sounded. ..nonhuman. That was a strange thought. He could understand the words perfectly, but they were hissing and it seemed like it were in a different language.

Face's, angry and scorched up, hissing with serpent tongs and red eyes looked down on him. The floors bobbed, and moved, hands grabbing angrily up searching for something.

Him.

He was harshly coght by three on his feet, and tripped forward trying to run. Quickly being grabbed at by the cold, slimy hands, he was brought under the floor.

Hart pounding, blood rushing, he did the only thing he could think of.

He opened his mouth and screamed.

Lin3:Sorry bou't the castle thing and all, just couldn't help myself. Been reading too much of 'The Haunting' to really get a good story out. THANK YOU TO ALL REVIEWERS~

Anonymous good, like the couple. Hurry and continue. Lin3:Thanx. I'll try to be quicker next time in up dating. c-u

Becky Anonymous Gurl, this is one of the best stories i've read on this site, i dont care what anyone says, you should keep on writing this, b/c i would be a definite reader. I Love this story!!

*Blush's*Really? I didn't think it all that well, I mean only three review's, but thanx. Thanx allot. Pleas keep on reading, and when reviewing- pleas do leave you're e-mail*smiles*so I can contact on futur up dates.

NayNymic Signed Very good. Interesting...can't wait til you get going!

NayNymic Lin3:Thank you. Well, sadly, I'm trying to get theis story moving a little faster then normal-*wince's*I'm worried that I might be going to fast. You know with the castle and everything.

Pleas, pleas Reveiw again! Seeaya~