Chapter 1: The beginning
Harry was sitting quietly in the cupboard under the stairs, nursing his burnt hand form earlier that morning. He never thought that Aunt Petunia would have slammed the skillet on his hand for burning the bacon. All of a sudden there was a flash of emerald light, and the little boy spent his last second was a blast of pure relief.
"Finally, I have returned." Harry stood up and began to pace around in the little space that his cupboard allowed him. "First I will have to do something about my loving relatives." He stopped pacing and sat down on his little ratty cot. He closed his eyes and concentrated on his magic core.
As he visualized his magical core, a vivid green orb, he was shocked at what he saw. His mother's protection was beautiful; however it was badly damaged from his relative's abuse and neglect. Also, he noted there was a small black spot and a dark green smaller orb pouring its magic slowly in to his core.
He quickly located were his protection was connected to privet drive and severed the connection. The only reason, as he knew now, for that connection was to recharge both the wards, and his personal shield. He began pouring some of his magic into repairing some of the damage; he also sped up the flow between the green orb and his core. Satisfied he slowly began to come out of his trance visions of what the morning held dancing In his head as he laid down to sleep.