Chapter 2: The Letter

Hello lovelies and welcome to Chapter 2 I am going to try to update on Friday's or Sunday's each week until I run out of chapters, I am hoping that I can type more but sadly I have so much invested to school that I haven't had time. Any way there is a kinda of new face in this chapter and I do hope you like the surprise :) I don't want to give away to much! :) I hope that you like this chapter it was more light then the first chapter sadly slightly shorter, most of the chapters that I have types so far are 2,000 words or more. Please leave comments on what you think of this twist in the story, and if you like it. Enjoy!

It had been a hard few weeks since the accident, after his Uncle was done with him that night they locked him away in his cupboard for the rest of week, giving him little water and no food. Of course this gave him time to heal from the gift his uncle bestowed upon him that night; even after he was a loud to leave the confidence of his cupboard he still felt pain rip through his lower back at some point in the day; Harry just learned to accept what pain was upon him and work through it. Harry knew that his "family" has not forgiven him for what happened at the zoo so he tried as much as possible to stay out of their sights as not to be caught doing something wrong, or messing up on something; but it seemed the more he tried to do this, the more that he was punished for random doings. He has collected more scares, bruises, scraps/scratches, and possible broken bones the last couple weeks then he ever had in his life. Harry really did try to be on his best behavior, he didn't go out in search of the beating because he enjoyed them; he just wished that he had someone who would accept him the way he was. But it seemed like that would never happen in his life time.

It had been a quiet week for Harry the beatings where very few this week, he counted his blessings, and tried his best to keep out of his uncle and cousins way as much as possible doing everything he could. So when Harry was told to fetch the mail that night he did so without complaint, so when he started to riffle through the mail, as to separate of whose mail it was he was surprise to see his name upon an envelope. Of course a quick glance around the empty hall to make sure no one notice this he slipped the letter underneath his cupboard door, knowing that is his Uncle or Aunt saw this there would be a price to pay. He quickly made his way back into the kitchen handing the mail to his Aunt and Uncle, before taking his place once again in the corner, waiting for his "family" to finish their dinner so he could clean up (and possible swipe) their leftovers.

He let his mind wonder to the strange letter that had arrived, he knew that no one know that he lived in the house some of the neighbors that did see him where told that he was extend family sent there for a period of time as his parents were too busy to take care of him themselves. The only one that knew about Harry living there was an elderly women named, Arabella Figg, or better known to Harry as Mrs. Figg. Of course Harry didn't think that she would have sent him something nor ever tell anyone the doings that went on in this house. Even after all the times that she patched up Harry nor all the times he asked if he could stay the night. No the old woman always sent him back, not without giving him a hug nor a sad smile on her face as if it pained her to send him back. If it hurt her so much why did she never help him? Why always send him back to that house?

Harry sighed knowing that those would never be answered, he just went to work cleaning after the Dursley, and spending most of the time making sure the kitchen was spotless underneath the beady little eyes of his uncle, who was waiting for the chance to reprimanded Harry once again.

Of course tonight was a lucky night for Harry who was able to escape this night without a single hand raised in his direction. His Uncle led the boy to his cupboard and locked him up for the night. Unbeknown to him of what Harry had hidden from them all. Harry knew that he couldn't open it here no, he had to be sneaky to make sure that that never figured it out.

The next day Vernon had left for the day to go to work, and Dudley had summer school for failing a few subjects at school. Harry had hidden the letter inside an old tin box that held pen and pencils the "barrowed" from Dudley's school supplies along with a scraps of parchment he was able to get.

He approached his aunt who was still sitting at the kitchen table, having already finished his chores in advance to get this once chance out of house.

"A-Aunt Petunia," Harry said making sure to keep his head down low, shuffling his feet a little against the floor, his Aunt looked up at the boy in disgust, "I-I was wondering if I could go to the park today?" He mumbled knowing that he was taking a chance, with asking about going out, but he knew that his Aunt didn't want to be left alone with him for the day, and that she would do anything to get him out of her hair for the. Of course she would leave him with Mrs. Figg most of the time to go talk with some of the other women that lived in the neighborhood, to gossip about the things going around them.

His Aunt thought about this for a moment, if the boy wasn't back in time then he would be punished also if he didn't have the chores done as well, she couldn't help the smirk that formed upon her face at the thought.

"That would be fine, boy, but if you so much come back late or didn't do your chores, it is your own head." She smiled with a wicked smile that would make anyone shudder in disgust. Harry only nodded before leaving to go back to cupboard to get the tin box before making his escape from the house; to the secluded destination of the park.

Harry made it to the park with no problems, there were a few kids there playing around, but not enough to be worry anything about. He took a seat at one of his favorite swings and lifted the lid on the old tin box, inside there sat the letter. He took a deep breath and turned the letter over and saw a wax seal upon it; Harry frowned never in his life has ever seen a letter with a wax seal upon it, hesitantly he popped open the wax seal and took out the heavy paper inside.

**(pg 51) HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDING

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First class Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Harry looked at the letter in a state of disbelief, there was no way in the world that he, Harry Potter, was a wizard. There must have been a mistake somewhere, he was just Harry who was a slave to his family forced to live under the stairs.

You are funny young Hatchling. Of course you are a wizard how else could you talk to someone like me? Harry jumped at the sudden voice in his head, the voice that he hasn't heard since the Zoo. He turned his head a little and saw in the bushes pale glowing yellow eyes. He took a quick look around and saw that there was no at the park anymore before making his way over to the snake.

"B-But there is no way!" Harry said looking at the snake shaking, out of fear or nerves he wasn't sure.

The snake chuckled, "But it is true, have you ever heard of humans talking to snakes before? No that is because they can't; unlike some wizards who are born to understand our tongue."

Harry quickly sat down on the ground, not sure what to believe any more, maybe he really was a freak that his Aunt and Uncle make him out to be. Maybe Harry was just crazy now, yeah that is what he was crazy.

The snake reared up hissing at Harry, who tried to back away, You are not crazy! You are not a freak! You are a wizard young one. The snake bellowed into Harry's mind making sure to get the point across to the young boy.

Harry just nodded quickly to appease the snake, who slowly lowered itself back to the ground before slithering over to the frighten young wizard. I am sorry young hatchling I didn't mean to frighten you, but I had to get the point across one way or another. The snake said as he flicked tongue over the boy to make sure he hadn't hurt himself, in his fear of trying to get away.

"I-It's okay," Harry mumbled still a little frighten of the snake, Harry tilted his head to the side a little like a dog, "Might I know your name so I can address you properly?" The young boy asked the snake.

The snake smiled inside, ohh yes this young wizard would do just fine, the snake thought to itself. Of course young one, my name is Leviathan. The snake was just a faint voice now in Harry's mind.

"Hello Leviathan, is it okay it I just shorten it to Levi? My name is Harry." The boy said looking at the snake in great interest now.

Of course young hatchling you can call me Levi. The snake said, well you better answer you letter, so that you can still go to the Wizarding School and learn. Leviathan said as he slithered over to the forgotten tin box and discarded letter.

Harry quickly scrambled over and open the box pulling out paper and a pen and wrote a quick reply to the letter.

Dear Professor McGonagall,

I accept the offer of acceptance of attending Hogwarts.

I would like assistance on finding areas to purchase these

Items found on the list, for I have no idea where to find them.

Yours sincerely,

Harry Potter

With Levi's help he was able to write the reply, and hunt down an owl that was able to take the letter back to Hogwarts. Harry spent a couple more hours talking with Levi finding things out about the other world. Of course Harry lost track of time and was running late, he just prayed to whatever god above that his Uncle wasn't home yet.