The Line Between Light And Dark

Prologue

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY ALL BELONG TO J.K. ROWLING. I WILL LET YOU KNOW IF ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS BOOK ARE MINE.

It's the last week of summer. None of my friends have written to me all summer, not even on my birthday. The only post I've been getting were from Sirius, Remus, and some anonymous person who always signs they're letters with a stamp of fangs with the initials 'GF' in between the fangs. I found it odd that not only did a random stranger send me mail, but they also sent me some of the Weasley twin's gag candy for my birthday and they sent me a letter everyday. I hadn't answered them of course but since it was the last week of Hell- I mean summer I started to change my mind, and that's why I'm sitting here now contemplating what to write as my first and most likely last reply to the anonymous sender with the fang stamp with 'GF' engraved into it.

Dear anonymous writer,

 Thank you for all of the letters they cheered me up a lot. Thank you for the gag candy it will most likely come in handy this year. I have not written back because it's not the most safe thing in the world, but it seemed like you care. I'm headed back to school and honestly I don't know if I'll make it to next summer, but if I do it'd be great to have you again as my pin pal as I'm locked away  in my 'room'.

Sincerely, 

Harry Potter. Number 4 Privet Drive, The Cupboard Under The Stairs.

(A/N:He's back under the cupboard... you'll be informed why later)

It was short but I had to cut it short because Uncle Vernon had just gotten home from work and he was making his way down the hall to my cupboard. Quickly I gave Hedwig the letter and unlocked her cage so she could deliver the letter when the coast was clear.

"Harry Potter! Get you're sorry ass out here and make me lunch or you're punishment will be twice as bad as the one you're already gonna get!" my whale of an uncle yelled banging on my door making my heart jump into my throat. Everyday it got harder and harder to cook for these people because they would make me go almost a full week without a meal. I would eventually get to eat if Aunt Petunia snuck some canned fruit or something in my cupboard, she was the most tolerable in this house. Thank Merlin she has a hint of motherly instincts.

*skip lunch*

After Uncle Vernon finished eating and I finished cleaning up his mess, he walked into the kitchen with an evil smirk on his face. I immediately stood up straight and didn't dare to make eye contact, that would just get me into even more trouble.  Without warning he punched me in the jaw causing blood to come out of my mouth as my head jerked back violently. I always try to block the memories or zone out when he beats me but this time when I zoned out I came back to earth with a fork being jabbed and twisted in my side causing my breath to catch. "Hedwig get Sirius! Lupin! Anyone!" I screamed right before I blacked out when Uncle Vernon stabbed a kitchen knife into my other side. This is it, I'm gonna die at the hands of a muggle.

A/N:How do you like the prologue? Please vote and comment! I'm really excited to write this story and I think it's really going somewhere!