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Chapter 2

WHAT....Is this guy sane ? Maybe he is on crack or something. Wizard, really ? HA. But since he got me my first ever birthday cake I'll be nice to him or atleast polite. "Umm sorry but what do you mean a wizard ? Isn't magic all make believe ?"

"YOU" He said to uncle "You didn't tell him, How could you ? His history, his own kind. He doesn't know anything. There's a whole another world out there waiting for him."

"AND HE DOESN'T NEED TO KNOW ANYTHING."

"OH Shut up, Harry listen to me you are a wizard and that is your letter of acceptance to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the best there is. No no no don't give me that look of disbelief. The wizarding world exists and we will be going there to get your school supplies tomorrow morning." He said all that with a soft, reassuring smile. Ok fine maybe I do belive him just a little bit. If that means I''ll be getting out of this hellhole. I am ready to take anything.

I am still staring at him as he continues "Anything weird happen to you, something you can't explain in this muggle world ?" I nodded. 

Okay, that's kind of true. I have sometimes transported myself when I was being bullied. I might have destroyed quite a lot of my cousins toys once I figured out I was doing it somehow. But of course they blamed me as the things started to break and beat me half to death, making me promise never to do that again. And there were times when I talked to snakes in the garden, I thought I was going crazy from the isolation. Guess not. A wizard. That's still a little hard to completely believe, but I'll take it. 

"There you go, that's your proof. Your parents were one of the greatest wizards of their time."

"But that doesn't make any sense, then how did thay die in a car crash ?" I mumble.

"CAR CRASH? Lily and James Potter did not die in a car crash." Going soft again he continues. "I really didn't want to be the one to tell you this, but they were murdered Harry. They were killed by the most evil and treacherous wizard of all time. I am too scared to even say his name."

"Who was it Hagrid you have to tell me."

"Harry don't make me say his name..... urgh fine. Just this once. Voldemort." He shudder voliently after saying that name. 

A sharp pain shot through my head, flashes of lights, crying, despir filled the air. 

"Harry....HARRY" I opened my eyes. "Harry are you feeling ok ? Is something wrong ?"

"No...Nothing." I started shivering again. It is so cold. Mind you I am only wearing a short sleeved t shirt. Aunt gave my jacket to that pig to use as a blanket, leaving me bare. I started to rub my arms to bring some heat into them. I felt Hagrid's gaze fall onto them. 

"What are those Harry ?" he gently brings my arms into his hands to get a better look at them. Shit. What do I say.... I accidently burnt them or something. I couldn't get a word out of my mouth. "How did you get those Harry ?" I still didn't say anything. I just kept looking at my feet. Suddenly understanding dawned on him that it was my uncle and aunt who gave me these scars. He looked at them, anger in his eyes. Who would have thought such a fluffy guy could get so angry and that to......for me. 

"HOW COULD YOU ? HE IS JUST A BOY. YOU IMBECILES." he raged so loud that the shack shook.

"Don't you dare shout at us like that. We are the reason that boy is still alive." said Uncle.

"He deserved all of it and more, nasty little thing, just like her. Lily." shot out Aunt.

Wait a minute they knew. They fucking knew everything and they never told me. Why do they hate me so much? They are the ones that deserve all the hate.

"Merlin He is just a small child, what were you thinking ? You are inhuman. How could you have the heart to beat him, burn him ? Harry we are leaving let's go. I can't let you stay here a minute longer. Do you have anything to bring along with you ?" I shook my head indicating no. 

"Alright then, Let's go." He grabs my hand and gently pulls me along with him outside to a motor boat waiting for us. He helps me get in and we are off to the shore. Huh...This is a bit werid but for the first time these pathetic 8 years, I felt safe and protected. Not that I was ever going to tell Hagrid that.... but still,it felt nice.

Once we got down at the shore,which was deserted he took me to a bike, "This bike. It's Sirius's. I don't know what happened but he and you father argued about something and then next moment he betrayed them to the dark lord. He was your father's best friend. Your godfather. I don't think he betrayed your father Harry. He just wasn't that kind of man."

I listened to him as he told me this. I wonder what had happed back then when I was 3 years old. I don't remember anything from back then. It's just....Blank. No memories what so ever. Had my parents still been alive would my life be different ? Would they have loved me like aunt and uncle do to that pig. Yeah maybe. 

Hagrid wraps a warm soft cloak around me and I sit behind him.He checks around to see if anyone was there. After making sure no one was. He chuckled and said "Hold on tight, Harry." That all the warning I got before the bike. It fucking flew.