There once was a boy named Harry Potter, born on July 31st. His parents were killed by Lord Voldemort who gave him a lightning scar. He was brought by Rubues Hagrid from Godric's Hollow to his Aunt and Uncle's house in Surrey. He grew up their for 10 years, enduring his cousin Dudley's mean remarks and attacks and his Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon's terrible orders.

     Then, on a stormy night, in a small, dirty cabin, Hagrid barged in and told Harry unbelievable news. "Yer a wizard Harry" he said. Harry couldn't believe it. "No, I can't be a wizard. I'm just... Harry. Just Harry."