30, July
Sitting on his small and well used bed in the smallest bedroom in Privet Drive 4 was a boy with black unruly hair and emerald green eyes, that looked too old and tired for his age. He was small, smaller then most his age, he looked underweight and bruised. Right now that young man was thinking his life over and what to do with it. In few minutes he would be 16 years old and all alone on his birthday again.
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And the boy whispered to himself quietly "Happy Birthday Harry" at that moment a brown large owl came to his widow with an official looking letter with a wax seal with a huge gold letter G.
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King of the magical Britain
FanfictionLong ago the magical world of Britain had their own Royal line, but about 250 hundred years ago the Crown and only Prince with his wife were murdered and their only son missing. That was the end of the Royals rule and start of the magical ministry...
