Harry had not yet learned how to shield his mind and so it was easy for Professor Snape to enter his mind, his round glasses did not protect his eyes nor his mind. He would afterwards regret going into the boys mind for everything he ever thought about the boy would be proved wrong. The life the boy lived would remind him how his own life went and all the pain he went through all alone, he could tell no one not even his own best friend.

Memories flashed before Harry's eyes before it stopped and his very first memory began.

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Part 1:

A little boy with ebony black locks and emerald eyes laid in the cupboard under the stairs asleep, this was his room since he was a baby. You could see a fat boy running down the stairs and then he stops in the middle of the stairs to spring up and down a few times. Filth from the stairs fell onto the boy with green eyes and ebony hair, he couldn't see without his glasses so he was feeling around for his round glasses.

"Wake up, FREAK. We are going to the zoo today." Dudley Dursley screamed too his cousin Harry Potter, he wasn't very kind to his cousin nor did he really care for him because that is the way he was raised.

While Harry climbed out of the cupboard his cousin Dudley pushed him back into it and he hit his head hard with the door. There was a little blood leaking down his face, he just wiped it off, he wondered for a moment if he could get back into his safe haven where he was mostly left alone but he knew there was no such option for him.

"Make breakfast boy and don't burn anything!" Petunia Dursley screamed at her nephew, had the woman no other things to do then hate him?

"Yes, aunt Petunia," Harry said while he began making breakfast. All the while Petunia closed Dudley's eyes and showed him his birthday presents and Vernon Dursley whished His son a happy birthday.

"Where's my coffee, boy? Hurry up with the coffee, boy." Vernon asked Harry.

"How many presents are there?" Dudley demanded to know of his parents.

"We bought you many, why would you care how many there is?", Vernon asked his son or was it a whale. Harry shrugged his shoulders, he anyway didn't care either way.

With Vernon's words Dudley threw a tantrum because he didn't get the answer he wanted, while Petunia tried to calm down her son. Vernon just gave and told him he could count it and if it wasn't enough he would buy him some more.

When they were finished with their breakfast, Harry had cleaned all the dishes, Dudley had opened all of his presents, no longer throwing tantrums are caring how many he had now for they were going to go to the zoo.

Vernon Dursley had to take his nephew with them for his babysitter was sick, but he was far from happy about it and he didn't  show it in a nice way! He slammed the little green eyed boy into the car door, gave him a very evil smile and demanded that he behaved or he would get punished.

All Harry wanted to see was the snakes when they arrived at the zoo, but he would never tell them because then they would not let him see the snakes. Harry didn't know why but he was fascinated with snakes, the few he had seen was as he was doing the gardens or when he walked to school.

Luckily for him Dudley also wanted to see the snakes, but the one Dudley was interested in didn't want to move. Harry looked at the snake she or he was beautiful, he couldn't help to look at it. But then Dudley came back, to try too make the snake move.

Harry heared a strange sound and it didn't look as if anyone else had heared it. Something or someone wished that they could be free, they wanted to be out of this glass prison that let the filthy things look at them all. He wanted to help the thing and with that the glass Dudley was leaning on disappeared and the unknown snake Harry had looked at most of the time slithered free and with a hiss it was gone.

Harry hadn't heared a hiss, he heared a female voice say thank you. He wondered if it was his imagination.

His uncle blamed him for everything that happened even if they couldn't prove it. Dudley had fallen into the snake habitat, right into the water that had surrounded the rock that the magnificent snake had lied on, he couldn't help his small real smile. He had helped a little bit, not a person but a snake, it still counted.

His uncle was now furious and they immediately went home where Harry got the worst beating of his life, the whip marks almost embedded into his back.

After that little incident, things got worse for him, his uncle began to beat him for every mistake he made or even if he had better grades than Dudley for school. 

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Near his eleventh birthday he is sent to get the post, he didn't look at the letters because who would write to him, he is an orphan and he has no friends so without qualms he gave the mail to his aunt. His aunt gasped with a shocked and enraged look on her face, she stood up and threw one of the letters into the fire. Harry really didn't care and walked away from the Dursley family.

But 2 days later he was working in the gardens and an owl landed near him, he looked up at the beautiful brown Barn owl. The owl had something on it's leg. Harry took it off and began reading it, in his eyes this letter was utter useless, magic wasn't real - Dudley was probably playing a prank on him, he wasn't a rude boy so he still answered the letter after he got his old pens and a paper from his cupboard.

*****
Dear who ever

I am sorry to say that Magic does not exist, so why would you think that I would believe this Letter?

Sincerely Harry Potter.

*****

Harry fastened the letter onto the owl and forgot about the letter he wrote.

XxXxX

On his birthday the doorbell rang and like always Harry had to open the door for he was the slave wasn't he? At the door stood a tall man dressed all in black, from his shiny black hair to the bottom of his black shoes .

"May I help you, sir?" Harry invited the man in, gave him some tea and biscuits. Called his aunt and hid away in his tiny room.

His aunt talked for a long time with the man, before she told me I should go with the stranger, I wondered if it was a good idea to follow a stranger I knew nothing about but I had no other choice or she would get me into trouble with Vernon.

He did what his aunt said to do, out of side of passerby's, the man took his arm, there was a pop sound and suddenly they were in an unknown place. Harry was dizzy and confused but didn't utter a word.

The stranger then took him to a massive building, which he found out was a bank ran by goblins. The man took him to a vault where he withdrew some odd coins.

They visited many different and new places, Harry believed was not real or couldn't really exist, he kept quiet and followed the man around.

Finally the man took him to a place called Ollivanders Wands. Where the man gave him Many Different Sticks to Test, Harry took it and swished it just like the creepy old man told him to do. After a few hours they found a Wand? That fit him very well.

The man left him at the front door of his Uncle's home.

Professor Snape could see everything that happened to Potter and it wasn't good, he didn't live like a Prince as Dumbledore had them all believe. He could see the boy was nothing like his arrogant father. And he regretted bullying the boy for no reason at all.

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