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Chapter 1

Contains Abuse*

"You worthless piece of shit, you can't even cook properly. The bacon is burnt. Give me your hand." said my aunt. I stretch out my hand already covered in scars from pervious such incidents. Aunt held it over the fire just long enough for the pain to seep in. "I hope you learnt your lesson, now recook the bacon and fast." I start cooking again.

This is how everyday starts for me. I am Harry Potter and I live with my uncle, anut and cousin. The names, Not worth mentioning. They give me hell every single day of my life just because I was dropped off here when I was little, maybe around 3 give or take. They just hate me and the feeling is mutual. I can't wait to get out of here. I am 11 this year, just 7 more years and then I can finally run away. I will no longer be treated as a slave, I will no longer be told I am worthless and nothing but just a waste of space. 

"You , stop spacing out and get the mail." shouted my uncle from the dining room.

"Yes uncle" I slowly move away from the stove as my aunt finally takes over. There were 2 letters at the door one for uncle and one for.... me? Who would send me a letter? Just as I am about to open it my obese pig of a cousin comes over. 

"Daddy it's got a letter. Daddy why has it got a letter ?"

"Don't worry my sweet child, I'll see to it. YOU. Bring that here right now."

"But it is mine" I said in mild rebuke. Today has already been annoying enough for this nonsense.

"Oh. I think It's been too long since you have been whipped. You here this instant or you will regret it." Too long my ass. He whipped me raw just last night all for just have a look in my eyes. What does that even mean ?

Seeing that I had no choice what so ever. I quietly make my way over. He snatches the letter out of my hand. His eyes grow wide. The veins in his non existant neck pop out. He turns even more red, than he already is. Out of nowhere he just slaps me. Not prepared for it I fell down from the force of it. 

"GET OUT GET OUT RIGHT NOW. GO TO THE CUPBOARD" He shouts. I sigh and get up then lock myself inside the cupboard. The space is suffocating but it's better than being beaten or burned. I could hear yelling from the kitchen growing louder and louder till uncle stomps out of the house and probably leaves for his work. Aunt soon calls out to me and puts me to work straight away. Guess who is not getting any breakfast this morning. 

I work all day long and manage to sneak a morsel or two in while cooking dinner. 

The next day*

I got up earlier than usual after hearing the loud thump on the door. I get to the door to see another letter.... again addressed to me, they even mentioned my cupboard. How sweet of them but also how on earth do thay know that? Creepy. 

The letter is snatched out of my hands as I am about to open it. 

"HOW DARE YOU TRY TO OPEN THIS, GET LOST" He ripped the letter right in front of my eyes. Why can't he just let me read it ? What's so bad about it ? Suddenly there is another thumping sound but it sounds more of a pop now. Letters everywhere following into hall. I try to grab one of them but to no avail. Uncle just picks me up and throws me inside the cupboard and locks it.

The next day*

More letters of course. All for me, who the hell is so desperate to contant me of all people. This is raising my curiosity. I am again locked in my cupboard. But Uncle comes back and drags me out to his car and throws into boot of the car. Soon the rest of the family joins us but they are seated comfortably in the fornt. Uncle keeps driving and driving not stopping anywhere. 

Finally when he does stop, he drags us all into a boat then makes me row till we reach a small island shack. Thankfully they remember to give me food this time.

I lay on the floor passed out from exhaustion, shivering. There is loud banging on the door. I sit up not daring to move uncle rushes down with a rifle. The door is knocked down. A literal gaint in standing there. 

"WHO ARE YOU" yells my uncle. But the gaint ignores him and comes to me. "Harry... Harry Potter. Finally it's been so long since I saw you. You were just a toddler back then and by the way  Wishing you a very happy birthday Harry." He hands me a cake with a candle lit on it. My first ever birthday cake.

"Thank you...But I am sorry but who are you ?" I ask genuinely confused. 

"Oh you must not remeber me. I am Hagrid the Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. It is nice to meet you Harry. I have a letter for you." He hands me the letter and I stare at it.

"Oh no you don't" says uncle. 

"What do you mean no ? Don't tell me Harry you don't know ? You didn't tell him. Harry you are a wizard."

Author's Note-

Hello people!!!!

I hope you like this fanfiction. I'll be posting 2 chapters per week. 

Have fun reading and make sure to comment your thoughts !!!

~Ash