The Heir of Hogwarts

Chapter One Harry

Today is Dudley's 11th birthday. We are going to go to the zoo, alright, we'll, they are going to the zoo. I'm only going because no one can babysit me while their out. It's not like I need one. I know how to cook, clean, and stay to myself. But they always think I'm going to break something.

How rude of me let me introduce myself. My name is Harry Potter, and when I was young, maybe like two or three, my parents were killed, by whom, I don't know, no one's ever told me. All I know is that the very same man who killed my parents also gave me the scar I wear on my forehead.

I was put on the doorstep of my aunt and uncle of my mother's side. My mom's sister is a muggle, non magical folk, so I was put to live with her and her husband. She is not the problem, though. Her husband and son are. Her son, Dudley, always likes to bully me, and her husband likes to r@pe me. I sleep in the cuppard under the stairs.

Now that that's out the way, let's get back to what I was saying. Me and Aunt Petunia are making breakfast while Uncle Vernon reads the daily newspaper. All of a sudden, we hear thumping coming from the stairs, and automatically, we know it's Dudley coming down. "MUMMY, DADDY IT'S MY BIRTHDAY, IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!" He screams as he comes down. Aunt Petunia smiles at me as a jestre to continue with making breakfast while she goes to wish her son happy birthday. I smile back and nod, then continue focusing on making the bacon.

"Happy Birthday sweetheart, how did you sleep?" Aunt Petunia asks. "Amazing mum, I couldn't wait for us to go to the zoo!" He exclaimed. "Well, first we must have you open the presents." Uncle Vernon said, ready to get rid of the rapping paper. "...33,34,35,36. 36! BUT LAST YEAR, LAST YEAT I HAD 37!" Dudley screamed as I put breakfast on the table. "How about this dear, we'll go to the store and get you two more after we leave the zoo. How does that sound?" Aunt Petunia said, trying to make sure he doesn't anger Uncle Vernon. "REALLY THANKS MUM!" He said in reply with a smile on his face replacing the scowl that was there when he counted how many presents there were. "Get me coffee boy, and don't spill it." Uncle Vernon ordered of me. "Yes, Uncle Vernon." I replied and started ,akeing coffee for me, Aunt Petunia, and Uncle Vernon.

After that, we left for the car before I got in, though Uncle Vernon pulled my ear and closed the car door slightly, pinning me to it. "Any funny business and you won't get food for a week." He threatened "Yes Uncle Vernon, I understand." I replied as that was the only way I allowed to reply without punishment. Soon after looking me up and down, he opened the car door and shoved me inside.

About an hour after we got there, we ended up in the reptile room. I always loved reptiles, more specifically, snakes. The first thing Harry went over to see was the big Burmese Python. "Woah, mum dad, look at what Harry found." Dudley said has ran up to the glass and put his face against the glass before taking it off and banging his hand against it instead to try and make the Python move. "DADDY, it's not moving!" Dudley said as Uncle Vernon went to the glass to try and do the same thing he did. "Move." He demanded the Python, but nothing happened. "MOVE!" Dudley yelled while banging on the glass again, still no movement from the sanke. "It's asleep." I stated calmly. "How boring." Dudley replied dully as he and his aunt an uncle walked away to look at another tank.

"Sorry about him. He doesn't understand what it's like, lying there day after day, watching people press their ugly faces in on you...." Then snake nods, and I stop speaking. "Can you hear me?" I ask in whisper, then the Python cocks its head and winks. "It's just, I've never talked to a snake before... I mean....do you... do you talk to people offten?"I asked understanding it was confused about my confusion. The Python shakes its head no. "So...you're from Burma aren't you, don't you miss your family?" I ask trying to start a conversation with it. The Python looks at its name tag outside the glass. "Ah, I see, that's me as well, I never know my parents either." I said and bore any other interaction can be made between us Dudley screams "MUMMY, DAD, YOU WONT BELIEVE WHAT THIS SANKE IS DOING!" I glare at him as he pushes his face against the glass again and all of a sudden he falls through landing in the tank. I start laughing as the sanke makes it out of ten now nonexistent glass window and stops infront of me when I cool down "thanksssss" it says "anytime." I say as it slythers away making people scream in fear as it does. I look back at the tank Dudley fell into only to see him trying to break out of the glass that had somehow magically appeared back.