Chapter 1

Voldemort came closer and closer to Harry, ready to kill, just a few more steps and he would be where Harry lay barely conscious on the floor. He was muttering under his breath about how soon the whole of the wizarding and muggle world would be his to control and destroy. Soon he, the dark lord would be the most powerful wizard in the world and he would be able to crush all that stood in his way, and the first would be Albus Dumbledore.

"Any last words Potter?" cackled Voldemort when Harry was at his feet.

"You will never succeed in this, and you will never be able to kill me!" Harry screamed at Voldemort who had a look of pure evil on his face.

"But don't you see Potter, I have already succeeded, in less than one minute you will be dead and I will have the power to take over the world at last. You are the last part of my plan Potter and you have done a wonderful job of finishing it. I knew that you would come and now it is time for you to die." Sneered Voldemort at Harry and then raised his wand again.

"NO!" Harry screamed and then awoke to find himself drenched in sweat lying in his bed at number four private drive.

Harry looked up to see Dudley, watching him and laughing and behind him was his uncle who was purple faced with rage.

"Out of bed and come downstairs to cook breakfast for everyone, you are then to go and clean every room in the house then weed the front and back garden. You do not get anything to eat until you have finished all of this, understand." Uncle Vernon screamed at Harry sending droplets of spit everywhere.

"That is totally uncalled for, you have no reason to make me do that, you can't, I won't" Harry yelled back.

"You, done nothing wrong, oh and I suppose that waking everyone up at six in the morning for no reason is your idea of doing nothing wrong. Out of bed now and down to cook breakfast now!" Vernon screamed back with his face now looking like it was about to burst.

Ten minutes later Harry was done stairs cooking the bacon and eggs and wondering if he would be able to get away with stealing a piece. He couldn't believe it, it was the first day of the summer holidays. He hadn't even been home a day and already it was as if he had never even heard of Hogwarts. It was back to the way it was before Harry had found out that he was a wizard.