Playground book summary: What if Harry found Tom Riddle's diary at the tender age of seven? What will happen?

A/N: This is my first story, so don't be too hard please. Constuctive critism is welcome :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter unfortunatly J.K. Rowling does. I only own my computer which is what I use to write this story.

P.S. Next chapter will be so much longer I promise, I just wanted to get this bit out of the way. You have my love and cookies :) xx

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A boy of seven years old is swinging back and forth on swings; he has black hair that seem to break the laws of gravity as it is sticking up all over the place. His clothes hang off his small frame, they are obviously hand-me-downs and the glasses he wore had cello tape around the middle to keep them together. His eyes were closed and a blissful smile adorned his face as he felt the wind rush against his face, he only looks around five years old but really he is seven and his name is Harry.

He spends most of his weekends at the park just swinging on the swings, a normal child would get bored of this but not Harry. Harry is not normal; he loves the swings because for a second, only a second when the swing reaches its highest point Harry feels free like he could touch the sky. Harry likes the feel of the wind in his face of it rushing through his hair, making his already messy hair look more tousled.

A fat lumpy boy waddles over to Harry looking like a rather large penguin; Harry automatically tenses as if expecting the boy to attack him.

"Freak!" The penguin says viscously "Mummy says you have to come back home now and prepare our dinner. I want ice cream for pudding." The penguin turns and waddles back across the park and disappears around a building, leaving Harry to sigh and slowly bring his swinging to a halt and trail after the Penguin like boy. As soon as Harry entered the house he was sent straight to the kitchen were his horse like aunt was waiting, she handed him a apron and orders started trailing form her mouth.

"Right boy, you are to make the dinner, we want lasagna with chips. For pudding we want sticky toffee pudding..."

"But mummy I wanted ice cream not sticky toffee pudding" Her son interupted.

"Now, Now Duddums. Your father wants sticky toffee pudding. You can have both if you like?" She looked lovingly at her son who nodded eagerly his chins wobbling at the thought of two puddings.

"Sticky toffee pudding and ice cream boy, do NOT mess it up or won't have any dinner understand?" Harry's aunt glared at him.

"Yes aunt Petunia" Harry spoke submissively.


Harry was just putting the food on the plates when his uncle Vernon came in, the Dursley family all gathered round the table as Harry placed their food in front of them. His stomach growled softly as he looked longinly at the food he had prepared, what he wouldn't give to have half of what he prepared for them. He sighed and tuned towrds the kitchen were a cheese sandwhich awaited him.

"Boy, get in your cuboard I don't want to deal with your freakishness tonight" came the booming voice of his uncle. Harry sighed yet again as he complied with his uncles order, he opened the door too his cuboard and closed his eyes briefly.

As he layed on his makeshift bed a song popped into his eyes closed as he sang the lyrics softly.

"You were my conscience, so solid, now you're like water
And we started drowning, not like we'd sink any farther
But I let my heart go, it's somewhere down the bottom
But I'll get a new one and come back for the hope that you've stolen."

He sighed as he thought about his dreams, of the red eyes, green light and screaming.

"I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world
From turning into a monster and eating us alive
Don't you ever wonder how we survive?
Well now that your gone, the world is ours"

Harry thought of his aunt and uncle as he sang the chorus

"I'm only human, I've got a skeleton in me
but I'm not the villain, despite what you're always preaching.
Call me a traitor, I'm just collecting your victims
And they're getting stronger
I hear them calling."

The truth of this verse in Harry's life makes him feel stronger `I am only human` he thought bitterly `I'm not the villain`

"I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world
From turning into a monster, and eating us alive
Don't you ever wonder how we survive?
Well now that your gone, the world is ours"

Harry imagined the Dursley's gone and him living free with people who love him and care for him.

"Well you find your strength in solutions
But I liked the tension
And not always knowing the answers
But you're gonna lose it, you're gonna lose it"

Harry smiled softly as he found a new strength in these lyrics.

"I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world
From turning into a monster, and eating us alive
Don't you ever wonder how we survive?
Well now that your gone, the world..."

Harry decided that this song would be his theme song, like on Dudley's cartoons.

"I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world
From turning into a monster, eating us alive
Don't you ever wonder how we survive?
Now that your gone, the world is ours."

Harry turned and fell asleep with a smile on his face for the first time in a long while.


A/N: The song is Monster by Paramore. I love Paramore. Disclaimer number 2: I don't own the song its Paramore's song :(

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