Harry Potter and anything recognizable from his world belongs to JKRowling
Harry Knows
Turning Five
His birthday arrived before this luckily though. This once again bought more chores… he also had to cook for a party, Dudley was having one to celebrate leaving 'Preschool' (where you get into the habit of school) to Kindergarten. Harry was sure they thought it funny it was really on his birthday.
When he was chucked in his cupboard and went to his parents he had a party; with them and Death. It was his first party ever. He couldn't exactly receive gifts from dead people; he didn't expect to either. He was very surprised when death had organized him getting some drawing and writing materials sent straight to his cupboard, it was in a bag that muggles couldn't see. His Daddy taught him the charm so he could do it on his work so they didn't take it; the sticking charm his mother taught him was good for putting them on the walls.
Two months later and it had now officially been a year since his parents talked to him, learning he was a wizard…
It was the mark. Whenever he was whatever age and two months something would happen. It did of course… As he was five and had been seen by people, who knew how long he'd been living there – (even if he was a liar and little hooligan like his parents) – They knew he ought to be in school. They sent someone around; Harry was 'out' according to them… They accepted the answer and said he was to go to school. When they left Vernon was not in a very good mood.
After yelling at Harry about how he was bringing a bad name to their family; terrorising their Dudley and disrupting good, hard working peoples lives he started venting by 'punishing' Harry. This was worse than the beating he'd gotten the year before. He wanted to be somewhere safe. Apparating to his cupboard (accidently) and locking it with wards to stop it breaking down he drifted into unconsciousness.
He didn't notice he'd come to his haven where his mummy and daddy were. Not noticing other people gathered around horrified of what had happened to the little boy; only just five. He didn't even feel the harsh tingling feeling as his body healed…
Harry woke slowly. He knew he was safe, he could only ever wake slowly when he was with his parents. Opening his eyes he saw a lady with long, long, blonde hair. When she turned to him he saw her blue eyes.
"Awake are you?"