The neglected one

(I do not own Harry Potter and if I did, I would make Harry into a dark sinister person… Lol… no seriously…)

Harry looked at the window with pity.

He felt sorry for his sister, playing around with the filthy muggle lovers and their loving Potter family, who just seemed to love every one besides their only son, Harry.

Harry looked at the window again just to be sure he could see his parents in their massive backyard smiling at their daughter with full knowledge that Harry was locked up in the attic for a crime he did not commit.

Harry felt a twinge of sadness but brushed it away. He didn't care much for his sister or for his family anyway. Harry looked away from the window and started reading a book that he found hidden in a locked cupboard in the dusty attic that he was locked in, and for a good reason too.

The book was full of dark curses not to be read to an adult, let alone a 5 year old, but Harry was far more intelligent than his age group. He already knew how to some very simple curses and spells and could read much better than his twin sister and other 5 year olds even though he had never went to the outside world before. For some reason it seemed that something or someone gave him knowledge on how to read.

Harry looked up from his book when he heard a small shriek of delight. He looked at the window and his assumption was right, his sister got another little present again. Fury boiled inside of him and he was glad that even though they were twins they looked nothing alike.

He had midnight back hair and sharp emerald eyes that seemed to pierce through people, pale skin and had a lean figure but was quite strong. On the other hand Rose was an innocent type with her fair hair, slightly tanned skin and soft brown eyes and soft pink lips, the type that would make adults fuss over her. Their parents preferred her innocent type instead of his dark sort type and ignored him, but there was another reason why they to erase Harry's existence.

It all started 4 years ago when Harry was just one, Voldemort decided to go and visit the Potter family and destroy the children of the prophecy, but Rose was protected by Dumbledore's spell, and when Voldemort shot the killing curse, it rebounded off Rose's shield and Harry was the one who had to absorb all the dark magic.

Dumbledore was aware of this and wanted to raise Rose into a perfect pawn to defeat Voldemort while getting Harry to absorb all the dark magic that Voldemort or his followers will send to her, like an absorbing shield, since ever since that accident Harry got the power of being able to absorb dark magic and store it inside of him.

The parents were simply injured or stunned that day and so survived and were told of Harry's condition, while leads to how Harry is treated today. The way Harry was treated created him into a muggle hater and a hater of light wizards.

A sudden tinkle of a familiar food bell broke Harry out of his thoughts. Harry sighed and put down the book and hid it into his cloak, which he found in the floor in the attic and walked down the stairs and unlocked his door with a silent unlocking alohomora spell.

Harry was still in the same clothes that his loving parents had given him every month as to not to waste money while Rose got an entire room full of clothes.

Harry was just about to proceed walking down the stairs to get his meager bowl of food and water when he heard his parents whispering softly to Dumbledore. Words like bound, get rid of his magic, dangerous and dark floated up the stairs loud enough for Harry to hear.

Harry was suddenly on a panic mode, what did his parents want to do? Get rid of his magic? He quickly turned around and went straight back into his room and grabbed an old muggle bag which was in the attic (he could find many things in the area which was his room for the past 4 years, like an old muggle training machine which he used to get fitter and stronger) and grabbed anything he had that was essential to his escape and he even had a few muesli bars that he got for his birthday two weeks ago from his parents.

He grabbed a few clothes that actually fit him, all of which the colour was either black or blue. Harry also quickly grabbed a dusty old cloak that had several holes on the top but Harry did not care anymore. It was warm enough for him.

Harry felt a strange twinge of sadness as he looked around the attic. He didn't want to leave his attic, true his parents neglected him and his sister was unaware of his own existence but the attic was the only place he actually was comfortable with.

He never saw the outside world with his own eyes. The only thing close to wizardry world was a map that lay forgotten in the attic and the sights from his window. Harry felt a tear escape his eye and touched it in wonder. So that was how a person cried, he thought.

"Boy! Get down here! Professor Dumbledore wants to see you! You better come down in the next 5 minutes or I swear you will have a pain of a lifetime!" His father shouted. Harry smirked and put his bag on and his cloak but his special book landed with a thud. Scrambling to reach it quickly, he quickly grabbed it and stuffed it into his bag and opened the window.

It was big enough for him to jump through and a simple floating charm would ensure the fact that he wouldn't injure or kill himself when he jumped. Harry took a deep breath and jumped.

He quickly said the floating charm but it was a bit too late. Harry landed with a minor bruise on his leg and thanked merlin that he remembered to wear his sneakers and with his cloak flowing out behind him, he ran before his parents had even realized he had left.

5 minutes later, James Potter stormed into the attic. "BOY! DO YOU NOT REALISE THE TROUBLE YOU HAVE CAUSED PROFESSOR DUMBLEDO…" James suddenly stopped his rant.

Where was the boy? He was meant to be ready for the magic transferring to their beautiful Rose so she would be stronger and be ready for the role of the-girl-who-lived. James got out his wand and muttered the spell for the lamps to be active and looked around.

There was no sight of the boy and the cold night wind was coming from the window. The window! James ran over to where the window was and saw a deep foot/shoe print on the backyard. "LILY!" He shouted and ran to the dining room, where his wife was just serving Albus Dumbledore some tea. They looked at him in surprise. James stopped for a second to regain his breath and muttered a " The boy… I mean…Ha… Harry…Harry is gone."

Both Lily and Dumbledore had to process the statement for a little while before getting extremely surprised. Dumbledore stood up and asked "How did the boy escape, he is extremely vital for the process of the magic transferring!"

James nodded and said, "Yes I know professor. He escaped the room via the window and there is a shoe print in the backyard. "

Dumbledore looked puzzled a bit and asked, "Isn't the attic 3 levels up from the backyard? Anyway, show me the foot print."

James immediately compiled and said, "Right this way Dumbledore."

James showed Dumbledore the foot prints while Lily was giving Rose some treats to eat. James pointed the print, "See the prints are right there." Dumbledore pondered for a while and said, "Well, we can infer that Harry has been damaged or heavily crippled by this, since the window is 3 stores up and Harry has no way any knowledge of how to protect himself from anything so we should assume he will be dead in a day. Would you like to commence a search for him?"

James shook his head, "I have to say, the boy was no use, it would be better if we leave him be, would we be able to get someone else for the magic transferring?"

Dumbledore shook his head sadly, "We need a perfect match and since Harry is going to be dead soon, we have no other option then to put many spells on her to ensure her protection."

And with that the two men walked back into the house as if nothing drastic had happened.

Harry had just arrived at a forest, which he thought was called the forbidden forest according to the map he had brought along. There no one would be able to find him and he would just have to try to survive in the wild or something like that.

He had no wand and the two wandless spells that he used drained his energy. Harry stumbled a bit and leaned against a tree. After resting like that for a few seconds, he got up and walked a bit more before falling to the ground.

Harry tried to get up but exhaustion was finally taking over him and before he let sleep overtake him, he saw a large snake in the corner of his eyes before he closed them.

Authors Note: Should I continue? Please review and tell me what you think! I will not continue until I get enough feedback whether to continue writing, or if I am stuck and don't have an idea for a chapter. So yea, hope you enjoyed it! No flames please.

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