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Preface:
Hello everyone and welcome to my very first attempt at a Harry Potter fanfiction. As someone who enjoys reading fanfics and has tried writing some in the past, I hope I can continue this story to a point where it satisfies you all. I will be cross posting this on both Archives of Our Own (AO3) and Fanfiction.net (FFN). I do not own and I would never claim to own any of the Harry Potter characters, settings, storylines, or anything else I use in this fanfiction. All of that is the work of the incredibly talented J.K. Rowling. Now I wish to inform you all that I have not read all of the books nor have I watched any of the movies. I know that this might seem like a disservice to the franchise that I am writing about but I hope that by staying familiar with the franchise but not too familiar it might be more creative and give me more freedoms to work with. I have gotten my understanding about the Harry Potter universe through friends’ discussions and fanfics that I have read myself so I think I can create a fanfic myself. Please note that the potential for this work to get abandoned or rewritten is high, I have never continued a work past a few chapters. I really hope that this doesn’t happen but I cannot promise anything. I hope to keep a posting schedule for this work with 1-2 posts per week at least with the first week probably being 3 chapters since I am fresh and have the mindset to write this. Thank you all for your understanding.
For those of you reading on AO3, I am still working on the rewrite of “A Spider’s Life” but got distracted with school and a new interest in writing this story. I will be cross posting that rewrite to FFN when I have enough done and I think I am ready to post. I hope to have one other active series featuring Kara Danvers/Barry Allen but I have yet to start that story yet so I am not sure when it will exist. I will make sure to keep everyone updated.
Thanks for reading- KingCheetah19
Chapter 1:
Harry woke up again under his cupboard to his head aching and his back in pain. The last 11 years of his life have been hell but at least his horrible family is letting him go out and see his friend on his birthday. Of course, he has to make breakfast and clean before he leaves but he gets these done rather quickly and leaves the house bright and early at 8 am. He arrives at his friends house to see Kevin and his family standing in the doorway waiting for him.
Kevin has been his friend since him and his family moved to England from America. His father worked as an engineer and his mother stayed at home to help take care of Kevin and the household. He met Kevin in his 3rd year of primary school and they became quick friends. The 2 most bullied kids in the school found each other and refused to let go. Kevin was bullied because of his intellect. He constantly got the highest grade on tests and assignments and was years ahead of the curriculum but stayed in Harry’s class because Harry was his only friend. Harry, of course, was bullied because he was a freak but he didn’t really understand why he was considered a freak to begin with. Harry’s intellect was not the same as Kevin’s but Harry knew that he was smart. He had to hold himself back in school in order to prevent himself from getting higher grades than the perfect Duddikens.
Kevin ran up and hugged his best friend and told him that someone else was here to see him. After greeting Kevin’s parents, he shivered hoping that it wasn’t the social services lady that they had called many times prior. See Kevin’s family knew that the Dursley’s were abusing Harry, both mentally and physically, and had called Child Protective Services multiple times but everytime they called it went nowhere. Every time they would be shocked about Harry’s scars and his stories but after going to the Dursley’s they would seemingly forget anything ever happened. Harry assumed that the Dursleys paid them off but the Dursleys were not that rich.
Once Harry entered the home, he was met by someone wearing weird long robes. Harry didn’t know what to think of this old man, it looked more like this man was wearing his sleepwear rather than actual clothes. “Ah, Mr. Potter.” he said, “I hear it is your 11th birthday, I am here to give you my gift for your birthday. Kevin here received the same gift a couple months ago. Please, take this letter and this box. I am very busy and I must be off. Happy Birthday Harry.” and with that he walked out the front door and disappeared in front of Harry’s eyes.
Shocked, he started to tear open the letter when Kevin’s mum, Sara as he has been told to call her many times, told him to be patient and open those gifts last. She claimed that if he opened the gifts from the man first that he wouldn’t get to the gifts they had gotten him. Harry still wasn’t used to receiving gifts, for the first part of his life, all he would receive would be beatings from his relatives on his birthday. Now that he had a surrogate family in the Schneiders, he felt overwhelmed in the love and care that they gave him. Kevin gave him his first gift from his parents. Sara and David, Kevin’s father, looked expectantly at the young boy as he unwrapped the gift. Inside he pulled out a pair of jeans and a new t-shirt. “I’m sorry we cannot afford much” David said, “As you know, I will be graduating medical school this year and I’m hoping to make some money after that but I have so many student loans. I hope you like the clothes, they should fit you better than any of that bully’s handidowns.” He walked over and hugged David and Sara thanking them over and over again for their gift. It was more than the Dursleys ever gave him and they should know that he likes new clothes by now since they had gotten him clothes almost every year for his birthday.
Harry then turned to Kevin who was holding up another gift, “Harry this one is from me, I had been saving up some of my lunch money during the school year and decided to buy this for you. I really hope you like it, but I’m not sure…” he said trailing off. Harry opened the package to see a used gameboy inside. Nearly crying with emotion he hugged his best friend with all the power he could manage making the other boy jump with shock. Harry had never been given something to play with, let alone something this expensive. “Kevin you really shouldn’t have spent all this money on me, you know. I know you wanted to get one of these for yourself, why didn’t you?” Harry asked.
“Harry, I have been very lucky to be in the situation I am with my family.” Kevin started, “I have more than I need when it comes to games and toys. I wanted to get something special for you. And I expect you to let me play with it every now and then.” he added at the end with a laugh.
Harry hugged his best friend again, thanking everyone for all of their kindness and generosity. He never had a birthday as amazing as this one. He turned toward the partially opened letter and began to open the envelope again, inside was a letter and it read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
On the second page it listed a bunch of the required supplies that he needed to obtain before going off to school. He stared at the document and then looked back up at Kevin and his parents. “I’m a what?” Harry asked.