Chapter 1- Filler

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OC's POV
Monday, week before Hogwarts letter arrives for year 1
"Wake up and cook!" Vernon yells through the door, unlocking it as he walks past. "Yes Sir!" I replied. As I cook a rather large amount of bacon and eggs for them, hoping that I will get something more than a scrap. I get it cooked pretty damn fast for a 12 year old. Repeated attempts and negative reinforcement will do that to a person. My little brother, Harry, walks over to do dishes. We quickly manage a good meal prepared and kept out of view from Vernon. Dudley was actually pretty good to us. I quickly got done dishing the food up before I get the mail. Harry and I are born in the same month but I'm older by a year. I got my year 2 letter while Harry gets his year one. I sigh and yell "No mail!" I then get to work on the garden, humming along to my favorite song, one I wrote.
First thing first
I'mma say all the things inside my head
I'm fired up
and tired of the things have been
Oh ohhhh
The way that things have been
Oh ohh
Second things second
Don't you tell me the what you think that I could do
I'm the at the sail
I'm the master of my sea
Oh ohh
The master of my sea
Oh ohh
I was in unaware that a crowd have begun to form. Vernon begins to realize that they could make money off of my singing.
I was broken from a young age
Taken my sulking to the masses
Writing my poems for the few who
Look to me
Toke to me
Shook to me
Feeling me
Singing from heartache from the pain
Taking my message from the veins
Speaking my lesson from the brain
Seeing the beauty through the
Pain, pain, pain
Third things third
At this point most people were crying, me still unaware of them being there. The Malfoys, Weasleys, and both Dark Lord/Qurill and Severus Snape had heard me and were investigating where my voice was coming from. Harry had run out and alerted me to the crowd. Causing me to blush and ask why they were all there. They replied with "Greatly sorry, but who was singing that? It was wonderful." "Just me. I even wrote the song" I grin and blush as Harry wraps his arm around me and nodded.
I hope you enjoyed reading! This has 428 words and I was a bit rushed to finish this.

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