I couldn't believe that this was all mine. I decided to look at the house first, and decide what I wanted to do. Could I really leave the only life I ever knew? What would happen to me if I did? Surely it couldn't be worse then living with the Dursleys?

I tapped the button with the picture of the house and the trunk opened up. A ladder appeared and I climbed down it. At the bottom I saw a doorway in front of me and to my left were 2 staircases. One staircase had a carving of what I suspect is a wand, and a carving of a broom. The other had the book and cauldron stating that the library and potions lab was down that staircase. There was a note by the first staircase.

Harry,

The wand will take you to the training room. It is a special room that works like Hogwarts Room of Requirement. This room will be whatever you need but for training purposes. You can use this room to learn proper etiquette, spells, wizarding law, occlumency, skill training and physical body training, or anything else you might need.

The broom is your personal Quidditch field where you can learn how to fly. It has special cushioning charms so you won't get hurt if you fall.

I smiled at the thought that my parents had once loved me, at least enough to make sure that I was safe and taken care of, and enough to not want to see me injured. I sat the note down and opened the door that would take me to the house.

The first room I saw looked like a sitting room. The walls were an off white with a dark brown wood floor. There was a wooden desk for homework when I start school. Then on the farther side of the room was a black leather sofa, and love seat with a coffee table in front of them. A fireplace stood across from the sofa and coffee table, with the love seat to the left.

Next was the kitchen, on the other side of the wall that the sofa. It had a stove and sink, a fridge and counter tops. The cabinets were a little to high for me to reach but I saw a stool I could use.

There was a door just of off the side of the kitchen. When I opened it I was in a laundry room. The washer and dryer stood side by side, and there was a hamper next to the washer. Next to the dryer was a couple of shelves to put clean clothes before you put them away. There was also a rack to hang shirts on.

Across from the kitchen was a storage closet. It had a shelf up top and a rack for coats. It was empty but if i ever needed extra space I could use it.

Next to the storage closet was a bathroom. It had a black and white tile floor, a loo and a sink There were also a rack with soft looking green towel, a silver P on the corner.

There were three more rooms, and they all looked like bedrooms. Each one had a four poster bed, a wardrobe, shelves, a desk, and a window. The window didn't show the inside of a trunk or the attic like I expected. Instead the view looked more like living in a cottage by the sea. The weather was nice and bright, the gentle breeze creating gentle waves the lapped at the beach. In the bedroom I was in, the second one from the kitchen, there was what looked like a portable t.v. I had no idea what it was for but I figured that I would find out later..

Another note appeared and explain that all of the windows in were charmed to look like the weather outside of my current location, in this case my aunts house. The view can change into whatever i want at the time, all I have to do is imagine it.

I tried to imagine the water park Dudley went to last year for his birthday. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia couldn't get a baby sitter so I was allowed to go, but I wasn't allowed to play with the other kids.

Suddenly the water park showed up outside my window, the sound of laughter flowing in the breeze. The note also said that i could choose the look of my bedroom. A floating screen appeared, one that looked kind of like the computers I'd seen at Aunt Petunia's friends house the one day a couple months ago that she was stuck with me.

There were categories on it. Normal wall colors, carpet colors, and furniture colors. I ended up choosing dark green walls, a silver grey carpet and black furniture with matching green sheets on the bed. That is how I wanted my bedroom to look if I chose to leave the Dursleys.

Next, I checked the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom. It looked like the bathroom in the hall, except that it also had a big bathtub with holes in the side. A note appeared in front of me and told me the holes were called jets and could be used to ease muscle pain after a hard day of training or fighting

Deciding that I need to check the time I walked back to where the ladder was and climbed out. I grabbed the trunk after the ladder disappeared and brought it to the attic door.

I left the attic and went downstairs and into the kitchen. I realized that I had spent almost 3 hours doing chores and an hour and a half checking out the trunk. Now I had two hours before they will be back. I sat down, my mind racing with everything I had learned about my parents and the choices I now faced.

I always thought I was different from my cousin. I could remember one incident when I was 2. It was lunchtime and Dudley had been given a yummy looking peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a chocolate pudding cup, and I was just given a slice of old bread and a piece of cheese. When Aunt Petunia left the kitchen, I switched our meals without Dudley even realizing it.

What I found strange was the fact that magic does actually exist, and that my aunt and uncle knew it. They had always told me that my parents died in a car accident. I heard them tell other adults that my parents were unemployed alcoholics.

Despite what my aunt and uncle think, I am quite smart for my age. I could understand what people were saying even before I spoke. Of course I knew how to talk long before I said anything to my aunt and uncle.

I knew that they didn't want me. That they just saw me as a burden. That's why they treat me the way they do. The beatings from Uncle Vernon, the names and dirty looks from Aunt Petunia, and the attacks from Dudley.

They don't like me because they didn't like my parents. Aunt Petunia was jealous of her sister. I heard her talk to Uncle Vernon from my cupboard. She told him that as a child she saw all the accidental magic my mom did and it freaked her out. My grandparents were so proud of her, but my aunt only saw her as a freak, like she sees me.

If I lived in the trunk I wouldn't have to be tormented by the Dursleys. No more abuse, no more being called freak. I could do my own thing, do my chores at my own pace without worrying about punishment. I might even get to do things that other kids get to do. I may not get to have friends but maybe I can get things to play with and have some fun like I did at the water park.

I decided that living in the trunk sounded better. I already knew how to cook and clean, so no worries there. As for buying food, I'm sure the goblins at Gringotts could help me figure something out.

Now all that was left was where to put the trunk. If I kept it in the house somewhere I can keep track of the Dursleys, but I won't be able to get out of the trunk. Another note appeared in front of me.

"Summon the Invisibility Cloak and Heir ring. Think of them and say "'Come to Me." I did as the note suggested, and suddenly a black cloak and silver ring appeared in front of me. I placed the over sized ring on my finger, which shrank to fit. Then I put the cloak on and walked over to the mirror. To my surprise my head was all I could see, just floating there in an eerie sort of way.

I looked at the clock. I only had 45 minutes left before they would be home. I grabbed my new things and brought them all to my cupboard. I opened the door to the cupboard and pressed the button for me to get into the house. I started tossing the few things I had into the trunk. My over sized hand me down clothes that used to be Dudleys, my half used coloring books and crayons, the few broken toys I had taken from Dudley, and an old Teddy bear I've had since I was a baby.

I closed the trunk and dragged it back into the attic, where I would keep it until I could find a new place. I hid the trunk in the far corner of the dusty place, knowing that Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon would never look up here. And I know I won't have to worry about Dudley finding the trunk, even if he could see it. Hes too lazy and too out of shape to come up here. Plus I should still be able to hear everything from here.

I opened the house up once again and climbed down the ladder, making sure to close the opening so no one can try to follow me if by the off chance that they found the trunk.

I had just finished putting all of my things in my new room when I heard an alarm go off. The portable t.v. was glowing for a moment before an image popped up. I walked over to it and realized that it the entry way to the Dursleys house. I could see them open the door, Dudley bouncing, probably from having too much cake and ice cream. Aunt Petunia was carrying a lot of bags into the house. Dudleys birthday presents I bet.

"Boy!" I hear Uncle Vernon call from inside the t.v. I had learned that the walls of the trunk were sound proof. No one inside can hear what's going on outside the trunk, and nobody outside of the trunk can hear anything from inside. I can scream as loud as I want to right now and Uncle Vernon couldn't punish me for it because he wouldn't be able to hear me.

Uncle Vernon's face is turning purple in anger because I didn't respond. Aunt Petunia walked into the living room and left my sight. Dudley also leaves the line of sight of my t.v. I froze, afraid that one of them might find me after all, then just as that thought popped into my head, two more t.v.s appear. One showed Aunt Petunia setting the bags down in the living room. The other showed Dudley playing with his new toy race cars in his bedroom.

Then Uncle Vernon stormed into the kitchen, obviously looking for me. Aunt Petunia opened up the cupboard that just this morning, had been my room.

"Harry's stuff is gone. Probably ran away." She told her husband. That was the only time I ever heard either of them use my name instead of 'boy' or 'freak'.

"Good riddance, ungrateful little brat. We let him live in our home and eat our food out of the goodness of our hearts. And he only ever caused us problems. I am glad hes gone, because now we don't have to worry about Dudley catching his freakishness." He promptly walked into the living room, sat down and turned on the t.v. and Aunt Petunia began dinner for her family.

With that danger temporarily averted I decided it was time to check out the other floors.