could turn into a bird and fly away from

uncle Vernon, aunt petunia, and Dudley.

They never did let me call him my

cousin. Said I didn't deserve it. One time

I called him cousin Dudley on accident

They said that a freak like me didn't

deserve a real house. They ended up

buying a small dog house and throwing

me in there. Of course they made sure

there were locks on the outer door, and chains to hold down the structure so I

couldn't run away. They made me sleep

there for a month. Often commenting

that I belong in a dogs place. It would

rain sometimes and leak

through the roof on my face, not to

mention the grass turning wet and soggy

under me. I was only 3 at the time.

It was cold, and wet, and I couldnt understand what I did wrong.

Wasn't Dudley my cousin after all?

Once they let me back in the house I made sure to never make that mistake again.

Griphook walked in with a plate of
mash startling me out of my thoughts.

" I know it isn't all that, but it should do"

he says handing me the plate and a cup
of water.

"This is fine, thank you Griphook." I

reply with a light smile.

"Of course" he walks out the
room. I

eat the mash faster than I meant
to.

I haven't eaten for a week and a half
so I was starving.

I drink some of the water and set the dishes down on the side table.

I then lay down and fall into a dreamless sleep.

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I wake up at 7:25am according to
he clock on the wall.

I look around remembering where I am.

I look over to the door and decide to open it.

It's a bathroom with a shower.

I go over to the bedside table and grab my wand.

I take my trunk out of my pocket and
enlarge it.

I put my wand back on the bedside table as I look in my trunk and decide on a short sleeve heather gray shirt and a pair of ripped jeans.

I bought this outfit before I went back to my aunt and uncles house when the Hogwarts express dropped me off back in muggle London.

I head into the bathroom and take a quick shower. The water feels amazing as it washes all of the sweat away from the chamber of pain.

...Or the room used for ritual to remove all of the blockages, but I like the chamber of pain better.

I wrap a towel around my waist and brush my hair.

I'm still not used to the length but I honestly love how it looks now.

Once I'm done brushing my hair I put on my clothes for the day.

Going back in my trunk I grab a pair of socks and throw them on.

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