It starts with neglect

Chapter 1

Prologue:

I was always different.

I heard things that no one else could.

I saw things that no one else should.

I smelled fear, disgust and lust.

Love and hate, shame and trust.

The masks people hide behind.

Those 'smiles' and 'laughs' you would think are kind.

I saw through them all and more.

The things they did shook my core.

I tried to tell them but did they listen? No.

I screamed and begged, wept and said.. but did they listen? No.

I was the 'mistake'.

I was the 'disgrace'.

I was the one called 'weird'.

The mind to be feared.

A perfect family's reputation - tarnished.

A blank sheet of paper - blemished.

A pure soul - corrupted.

Perfection - Don't make me laugh.

I was always different...

And I don't care.

Flashback of when Harry was three

The Dark Lord, Voldemort stood in front of the 2 cribs. A malicious sneer came across his face as he looked into both children's faces. Harry James Potter had raven black hair, as smooth as silk, and an elegant and graceful posture even when sleeping. His eyes were the most outstanding feature out of everything. They had a gleam and sparkle which seemed as if he knew every step you were going to make. They were a beautiful killing-curse green and had an outline of gold which shone when he was happy. He had grown out of his baby fat and was considered handsome whereas his brother was still a pudgy child.

Dylan Evans Potter was the complete opposite of his brother. With messy red hair and dull brown eyes, Dylan was the normal average wizard baby. Screaming and wanting attention since the day he was born, Dylan was rude and was only 'cute' in looks. Lily Evans and James Potter were careful to pay attention to both their children but little did they know everything was going to change. Voldemort targeted the perfect looking child. ''This child will be my downfall'' he muttered and with a blast of the killing curse from his wand, he watched in grim satisfaction as the green jet of light streaked for Harry. A gold blast exploded from Harry knocking him unconscious and giving his brother a V-shaped scar. Aurors quickly arrived on the scene and Dumbledore inspected the brothers. He took a baby in his arms and presented him to Lily, James and the Aurors.

"Behold, the Boy-Who-Lived, the one who conquered Voldemort, our saviour, Dylan Evans Potter!"

Amid the cheers of joy, everyone forgot Harry and in his mind, he knew they would regret it in the end.

So, how was my first chapter? If it was bad, I'm sorry but this is my very first time writing on Wattpad. If anyone's reading this book, then I'll update as many times as I can and please can they give me ideas. Thanks XD