Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I wish I did though. Its brilliant!
Summary: Harry is attacked in Private Drive. He wakes with no memory. The Dark Lord is very pleased with this new development. Will Harry ever get his memory back?
Chapter One
It was a hot sunny day on Privet Drive. The sun shone brightly in the sky. All the neighbors were inside their houses keeping out of the heat. The only person outside was a boy who went by the name of Harry Potter.
Harry reached up to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He had been working on the garden for the past hour. He was relived he was finally finished. Now he could go to the porch to wait for his relatives, the Dursley's, to return home. They had taken their son to a museum for one of his friend's birthday parties. This left Harry home alone. Vernon locked him out of the house in fear that he would break something while they were away. Getting up Harry brushed the dirt off his warn and torn jeans. Going over to the water hose he took a long drink. The water from the hose was warm from being in the sun, but he was thirsty and it was water. When his relatives got home, he could get a glass of ice water. Harry put all the tools away and went to wait in the back of the house on the porch.
Two hours later he heard a car drive into the drive way. He could hear car door's slamming and people talking. Harry waited for his aunt to come to the back door and let him in. He knew they wouldn't let him in through the front because of how dirty he was. Petunia and Vernon, his aunt and uncle, were always worried about what the neighbors thought. If he went up to the front to be let in as they came in all he would get would be a stern lecture. He preferred to avoid that lecture by waiting.
Finally he could hear the locks to the back door clicking unlocked. Harry got up from the step he had been waiting on and opened the door letting himself in. His aunt was in the refrigerator getting food out for supper.
His aunt never spoke to him as he went through the kitchen and up to his room. But he did see her checking to make sure he didn't track any dirt into her clean kitchen. Going upstairs he went to his room. He could hear his cousin come up the stairs and go into his room and turn on the television. After a while the murmur of the television as well as his family moving around lulled him to a light sleep. Working outside in the hot sun hid tired him out.
A screeching yell woke him up. Looking around to try and see what was wrong he quickly jumped off his bed and slowly opened his door and slowly climbed the stairs down. He could hear low voices somewhere in the living room. He wished he had his wand with him, but his uncle had taken it when he'd come home. Slowly, avoiding the creaking stair, he made his way into the hallway and toward the living room. Peeking inside, he could see two large men in back robes standing over his relatives. His cousin, noticing his presence, looked over at him gaining the two intruders attentions to Harry as well.
The one closest to him turned toward him and began coming closer. Harry stepped back and ran as far as he could down the hall. He opened the latch to the cubberd, his old cubberd, and jumped inside. He waited till he heard the footsteps pass the cupboard and jumped out. He knew the Death Eater would have looked in the cupboard a few seconds later anyway. Might as well surprise him.
And surprise the Death Eater he did. The man turned around and pointed his wand at Harry, but before he could fire off any spells, Harry had snapped the wand in the mans hand. The mans was stunned for a moment before gaining his composure back, and he began to try and get Harry to the ground in order to hold him down so he could not run. But Harry managed to wriggle out of his grasp and ran for the back door in the kitchen. He had almost reached the door when the Death Eater grabbed him around the legs, tripping him.
Harry hit the ground with a loud thud. He had hit his head hard on the kitchen floor when he'd tripped. He was momentarily unconscious, but a minute later blearily opened his eyes to the Death Eater standing over him. The man grabbed something and brought it down, hitting him again. And Harry lost consciousness again.
End of Chapter One
A/N: Well, I hope you all enjoyed my first chapter! Please read and review! I'm not stopping on writing my other stories. This one, I have been writing for a few weeks now. I've been thinking about how to write it for a long time though! I'm almost half way through.
Next Chapter: Harry wakes up with no memory and in the Dark Lord's mansion! What will Voldemort do?