I do not own the magical world of Harry Potter. If I did there would be more books
Harry Potter and a new future.
Chapter 1 The end of the first beginning.
Harry looked out the window of 4 Privet Drive. It was almost 7. The sun was slowly sinking down into the sky. Harry knew it was almost time. They would soon be coming for him.
Harry was sitting by the bed throwing random books into his magically expanded bag when he heard it. A snap. Harry picked up his wand that was laying on the floor beside him and started for his closed bedroom door. Slowly opening it he looked down into the dark hallway. Lighting up his wand he walked down the stairs avoiding the squeaky one.
He looked into the kitchen finding nothing he turned towards the sitting room and saw a figure in a dark cloak. So he had come.
The figure turned, with wand lit up as well, and lowered his hood.
"So Potter we meet at last" The unknown figure said in a soft hiss.
"Ya. It'll be the last meeting tho!" Harry said in a growl. Harry knew why he was here. He was here to kill Harry.
"Oh yes, yes I know" he replied to Harry.
"So tell me, who sent you. Surly not Voldemort. He would want this duty for himself" Harry said trying to stall for time. He had to think of something. Harry knew he was the only one who could kil Voldemort. The prophecy had proven that theory!
"No one sent me! I came because you landed my father in prison! You shamed my family! Someone needs to rid the world of the last of the Potters" He sneered.
Harry knew who it was then.
They started circling each other wands pointing. Waiting for a unseen sign. The cloaked figure glared into Harry's green eyes, daring him to make the first move.
They'd been circling for several minutes when the figure raised his wand.
"Reducto!" He yelled at the same time Harry yelled "Protego!"
The spells collided and bounced off the walls shattering the many portraits of Dudley.
While the dust was settling they had already started casting their next spells. Harry weaving making it harder for his opponent to hit him. He cast his spell and then ducked into the kitchen rolling under the table and then casting a cutting curse, causing the chairs to splinter. Another red beam of light came at him and missed him by barely half a inch. Harry rolled to the left and then cast another cutting curse. This one found its target and wounded his enemy's arm.
His opponent cursed and started firing rapidly at the table where he knew Harry was. The table flew across and hit the sink breaking all the china in the cabinet.
"Difindo!" Harry yelled taking aim at his legs. His enemy jumped avoiding the spell but slipped on some shattered glass when landing. Harry took this chance and cast a disarming spell. Harry caught the wand mid-air. Holding onto it firmly Harry walked over to where the cloaked man laid on the floor, gasping for breath.
"Go ahead kill me!" The man rasped. Harry started into the man's eyes. The eyes of yet another person who tried to kill him.
"I think the dementors would rather have you. In fact I want them to have you" Harry said bitterly.
Harry grabbed the man's wrist and apparated to the Ministry. Feeling that weird feeling in his stomach and then landing on the entrance into the Ministry. Harry took the mans wand and snapped it. He looked over to see a couple of witches watching him.
"What is going on here!?" One of them shrieked. Harry took the moment to disapparate while they we're still shocked.
Harry landed in a clearing in the woods. He laid there in the wet grass clutching at his side. 'Why does everything happen to me? I never asked to be this person! The chosen one!' Harry thought. He laid there till he saw the sun begin to peek thru the tree tops.
He stood. Looking around he knew he had come to the clearing Hermione had taken them on their Horcrux hunt. One of the last places he had seen her. After they had broken into Grinngots they had gotten separated. Harry slowly came back from his memories of Hermione and Ron and apparated back to Privet Drive. Luckily Because of all the silencing charms Harry had placed over the house none of the neighbors had heard the fight. But when they woke up in a hour or so….. Harry quickly ran up the stairs and grabbed his back and shoving all of his possessions into it. Looking around making sure h hadn't left anything he left. Not looking back. There wasn't anything for him to look back on. It had never been his home.
He went back to the clearing and put up all the charms. Then set up the tent. Even if he didn't have his friends he still had to finish this. He only had to find one more horcrux. And only had one clue as to what it was. It was at Hogwarts.
Harry sat deep in thought the rest of the day. Thinking about everything he'd lost. Wondering how he could change things.
The sun was just setting when it came to him.
He knew what he would do. He knew it was the only way. The only way to fix the things that had happened since he turned 11.
Harry smiled to himself as he began planning.
