Chapter Tow:
Harry was pulled out of his thoughts when the car had stopped in the driveway of number four Privet drive. Harry got out and pulled his trunk out of the back of the car and dragged it into the house and up to his room, just as he sat down he heard someone knock on the door, "Come in" he said as picked up his wand off his bedside table. His Aunt came into the room and sat next to him as she told him "Vernon and Dudley have gone to town so I can have a private word with you about some things I don't want them to know." Harry just stared at her, it was weird to see her looking at him with such care in her, and he nodded his head for her to continue. "Well I am sorry that about the way I have treated you. You see that every time I look into your eyes I see your mother and I feel the gilt from the way I treated her when we she was a witch and not me. You see that for the last couple of generations we have been nothing but squids and when we all turned 11 we hoped that we'd get a letter from hogwarts, so when she got her letter and I didn't I became jealous of her and started to hate every thing to do with her and that included the magic would, But when I found out that she had died I was ashamed of what I felt, But as soon as I looked into your eyes you reminded me of everything she had and I didn't have." She told him and to Harry surprise she pulled him into a hug as she continued, "When you arrived on our door step I wanted to love you but I had to hate 'cause Vernon, who was my life now hated you parents, didn't think that you deserved love being a wizard and all, as you grew up you look the spitting image of you father and you were a hansom child so good and well behaved, I loved you in secrete." Just then they heard a car pulled up in the driveway, his Aunt said "Don't tell any one about this talk ok." With that she hurried out the door, Harry heard the front door open and he could hear the Dursleys talking, he couldn't hear what they were talking about, he didn't care, he was thinking about what he Aunt had said. Harry stood up and went over and pulled out his homework, he decided that he might as well do it now and get it out of the way. He looked at the list of essays he had to write:
Potions
Charms
Transfiguration
Horology
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Care of Magical Creatures
Harry sighed and sat down and pulls a blank piece of parchment and he wrote down:
The First War Against Lord Voldemort
Harry thought he will do his DADA essay first since he was right in the middle of the second war against Voldemort, he knew that he was the only one who was doing home work this summer, Dombledore had told him it would be a good idea that he did some studying about the last war and some other things that might help him in the coming years in the war against Voldemort. So Harry went to work:
Lord Voldemort was named Tom Riddle when he was born by his mother who was a witch; he was named after his father who was a muggle. Tom's mother died after naming him, so Tom grew up in an orphanage near where he was born. His mother was the heir of Slytherin. His father left his mother when he found out that she was a witch. At the age of 11 he received a letter from Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry, once at Hogwarts he was the smartest student that had ever walked thought the doors of the school, But he was also the heir of Slytherin, so he had selected a plan to walk in the same footsteps of ancestors and rid the school of the people who he thought that were un worthy to study magic, they were muggle born, he worked for five years to find out about the chamber of secrets that his ancestor had built before he let the school and about the monster that he left in there.
"Boy if you want dinner tonight, get down here now" roared his Uncle, Harry sat down his quill, he would finish his essay later on, and got up and made his way down stairs for dinner. When he got down there he found the Dursleys sitting at the table when he sat down they acted as though he wasn't there, but his Aunt shot him a side ways look and then she went back to her food, at the end of the meal his Uncle said "Listen here boy" he was looking at Harry as he was talking to him, "you are to right to your freaky friends every three days and you to say that you are ok, I don't want anyone like you hanging around got it, and tell that damn godfather of yours that if he shows his face around here I will call the police on him." With that Harry stood up so fast that he knocked his chair over, he could fill the anger racing through his veins he fought to keep control his anger. "I will write what I want to my friends and as for my godfather, he died tow weeks ago saving my life and I will not have you call my friends or me freaks again." With that Harry stormed out of the house, he didn't know where he was going.