On my way
Harry's POV: I woke up to the sound of Aunt Petunia yelling for me it's not an abnormal to hear her shout for me nevertheless it still is quite startling with no warning I snatch the glass for the little shelf if you could even call it that i hit my head on the way out of the closet it's was getting awfully small at least in contrast to me I stumbled into the kitchen looking up at Aunt Petunia do you need msomething. sooner than I could finish my sentence she pointed at the pan make yourself useful for ones in your pathetic life and cook she beginning to walk over to the couch I walked over to the stove grading the handle of the pan and flipping the omelette over though today to any human being one this planet we call home would be quite a dare I say....shity day but nothing could get me down it was the last day of summer and tomorrow I'd be heading on a train gaze upon the mountainsides And gorgeous forest all while chatting with his two best friends stuffing are faces full of candy, well on second thought in the most likely scenario I would be able to talk to Hermione,give Ron candy and you can't get him to talk for a a decent period of time that's just Ron, Harry HARRY! Petunia shouted YOU BURNT MY OMELET! She said pointing at the black mess on the pan, I'm so sorry aunt Petunia I said stumbling over my words she slapped me across the face , WE NEVER SHOULD HAVE TOOK YOU IN YOU MUT GET OUT OF THE HOUSE YOU CAN COME BACK WHEN YOU'VE COMPLETE EVERYTHING ON THIS ,she said pushing me out of the door throwing a note book at my head missing completely and tumbling down the street slamming the door behind her ,I turned around to pick the small note book of the ground it was a list of errands of course they sent me to do there dirty work oh well I still need a roof over my head even if that roof is the under side of a stair case