What He Did To Survive

Harry froze as he reached the last letter in his hands while shuffling through the post. 'Mr H. Potter..' Harry didn't read any further. Before he knew what he was doing, he silently hurried to his cupboards, slid his letter under the small door and reentered the dining room to hand the other letters to his uncle.Standing in the corner and staring at the floor, he didn't notice the relieved expression his aunt and uncle shared as they rapidly went through their post.The only thing on his mind was the letter waiting for him in his cupboard.OrHarry Potter was an odd boy. This was so solidified by his surroundings it might as well be a fact, written by the fates. But what if, maybe, there were others like him? A whole world with others like him?And most importantly, how far would he go to stay there?

Hello, all! This is my first work and i'm still trying to find a writing stlye that works best for me so please be kind. Criticism is always appreciated, but please keep it friendly. if you don't like something, either say so or decide that maybe this book isn't for you. That's okay.I have a fairly busy life outside of reading, and now writing on AO3 as i'm still in school and unfortunately have to study and work many hours a day. Because of this i can't currently give a specific updating schedule for this fic, but i will let you know if that changes over time. English isn't my first language nor do i have a beta reader, so if you see any mistakes in either grammar or context feel free to point them out.All character credit goes to J.K, but the majority of the world building besides the basics is done by me.