The day was december 3, it was snowing outside. Harry went into the common room after a long day of cold practice. His body was stiff but he didn't care, he was pleased with the progress his team was making. The common room was filled with buzzing sounds of people talking. " What happened?" Harry asked. " Don't you know Harry, you've got to pull your head out of the greed for the cup and pay more attention of whats around you. Its the first Hogsmeade weekend!" Ron replied. .Harry released he was going to spend the day at Hogwarts because the stupid aunt and uncle didn't sign the Hogsmeade papers. To go to the beautiful, unexplored place known as Hogsmeade he needed his guardian to sign a paper stating that he could go. Yet again Harry's uncle Vernon had ruined his life. It looked like everyone was going to Hogsmeade for the day, even the profferers. Ron and Hermione wanted to stay with Harry to keep him company, but he didn't want them to miss the fun on the first time. He told them that he would work on his homework.
When he rememberd about that what he told his friends, he felt to lazy to do it at the moment though. He was laying on the couch in the Griffendor common room, feeling sleepy and in need of a friend. It was like the thing he needed came on Que... his dog James. James is a huge, grey, great dan that is much larger then they should be but that was why Harry liked him so much, he was unusual just like him. The dog got its name from Harry's past father, James. Harry's parents were killed by an evil lord named Voldemort, or otherwise known as You Know Who. On that night when Voldemort killed his parents, he went after Harry( who was a baby at the time) but when Voldemort shot the to the boy, it rebounded at lord Voldemort and killed him. That was what they thought. The way Lord Voldemort survived the rebound cures, was from a thing called a Horcruxe. Technically it wasn't a thing, there were multiple of them. Horcruxes are a part of the soul that is placed into an object that saves someone from dieing. For example, lets say someone killed Another person ( thats the first step to making a Horcruxe. then since i have to skip a bunch of steps because no one is supposed to know how to make one you end up ripping a piece of your soul out and placing it in an unexacting object. The rarest place that a Horcruxe was placed was a person, that person was Harry himself.
Moving on, James was very protective of Harry, and hated when people tried to hurt him. Harry was lost in thought when all the sudden Ron and Hermione came in. " Hey mate, I'm sorry you went able to go today. We brought you back some candy from the huge store. You should have been there, it was awesome there were walls made out of candy and they had this thing called butter beer..." " Ron, he gets it" said Hermione. Ron handed Harry the candy and sat on the couch with him. Hermione sat with James and scratched him behind the ears, his favorite thing. " We also brought back something for you James... BACON!" James ears popped right up at the mention of bacon and in a split second he was searching Hermione for his favorite treat. " I just wish that i didn't have that purple faced whale as an uncle!" Harry bursted out. "Harry, at least their not abusive." hermione said while trying to avoid the dogs teeth when he was searching for more bacon. " They may not be physically abusive, but they are verbally abusive." harry replied back. "The only reason they didn't physically abuse me was because they were afraid if they did then they would get in huge trouble." Harry said. Harry started thinking that this might be the best time to tell them what happened. Even though they might think they know his story, they don't know all of it. " Hey guys, i need to tell you something." This was the best time to tell them because they were all alone and everyone els was asleep( Ron and Hermione were the last to come back to school). " I know you know the story of the past but i think I'm ready to tell you about how i felt about it, well because it will be lifted off my chest that i told someone. Okay so as you know my parents were killed by Lord Voldemort. And after that Hagrid was the first to arrive on the scene and took me to my only other known relatives, the Dursly's. And from that point on i was known as the freak who's parents died in a car crash. I was the one who was beaten only by Dudley and his father told him to do those things to me. Some Dudley just did on his own. But then, i felt so alone, i didn't have any friends, i was always told that i would amount to nothing, i was always called a freak, everyone hated me. The way i would celebrate my birthday was that i would be in my cupboard, like always, and i would hold a Dudley hand me down and sing the words that i heard my aunt and uncle sing to Dudley so many times before. Then i would eat my breakfast, the crust from the toast that no one wanted. They drilled in the saying that no one cared, loved, or even like me. Sometimes i would be in the woods, the only place where i was hidden because the Durslys didn't want anyone knowing about me. I would find a stray animal, and if i stayed still long enough, it would come to me. That was the only way i felt like someone cared about me. But then there were theses times when they would act like they cared about me, and every time i feel for the trap. They would keep the act up for about a week, and then when i wake up one day thinking that I'm finally normal, they'll bring down the axe! They will yell and scream at me for getting up without permission and then they would go back to normal. The best day of my life was most likely when the first letter from Hogwarts, my uncles face turned to such a color when he saw who the letter was from, even though i wasn't able to even see it, i knew it was for me. the next day there were more letters, and the day after that was a shower of letters. Im not kidding there really was a shower of letters, they came shooting out the chimney like bullets. I finally got one in my hand and read who it was from, that was i got to see though. Because my uncle had ripped it out of my hands and sent me to my cupboard. I know that if the letters weren't for me, i would of had to clean it up while he kicked me hard but not hard enough to do damage to make me work faster. My uncle had started to board up all the openings and in my words started going crazy. It got so bad we had to move to a house in the middle of the ocean almost, but this time Hagrid himself came and brought me a birthday cake because it was my birthday and he told me about Hogwarts and how i was a wizard. I though the man was mad, until Dudley yelled at him and Hagrid put a curly pig tail on him. That was when i had put full trust in him, and let him take me to this place called Hogwarts." The room was silent once more. His friends were trying to take in everything they had just heard. That was when Harry started looking around the room to make sure no one heard his story and saw Neville, that little weasel always eavesdrops on everything that goes on around here!