In the suburbs of Little Whinging in Surrey, there is a house that sits on Privet Drive that can be distinguished by its beautiful tulips and well-taken cared of lawn. It is the fourth house down the street to be exact. In this house resides a family that likes to consider themselves the closest thing there is to normal. The head of the household is a very large and neckless man named Vernon Dursley. He works for a company selling drills. He is very proud of his completely normal job. Vernon has a wife that looks like the complete opposite to him. Petunia Dursley is a very thin woman and with neck to spare. It is very useful when she wants to look over her fence into other people's yards. She just loves some good gossip. The couple were also very proud parents to a little bundle of joy as they would say. Their son, Dudley, is infamous throughout the suburbs as the neighborhood bully. He could only do so much as he was the spitting image of his father; fat and neckless. He has his own little gang of other neighborhood ruffians that do his dirty work for him. In the eyes of his parents, he is nothing but a sweet little angel. That means that they will turn a blind eye to all of his misdeeds or blame others for his mischievous ways.
As much as this family loves to convince everyone that they are the most normal family in all of Great Britain, they have a secret that they desperately try to hide. If one were to enter their home, they would not be able to guess that they were hiding something. It was a freakish secret in their mind. It was something that they wish they were never burdened with. That's why they had it locked in the cupboard underneath the stairs. But this "it" is not a thing. The "it" was actually a little girl. Her name is Haven Johannna Potter and to the Dursleys, she was a freak.
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Mad For A Freak
FanficHaven Johanna Potter was a secret that the Dursleys desperately wanted to hide. Her life changes when she starts making friends and it gets better when she finds out about the wizarding world. The most difficult part would be trying to balance being...