Harry Potter and the Gem of Power

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Chapter 1: Discovery

"BOY! GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!" Uncle Vernon yelled upstairs.

"Yes sir." I called out, without any emotions.

Let me give you some background: I don't live with loving people. I'm treated like a slave, called 'freak' or 'boy', and have been emotionally, physically, and mentally abused for the past ten years. If something goes wrong, even if I wasn't there, I'm beaten by my 'Uncle'. He's more like an abusive walrus, with a toothpick wife.

As I leave my 'room', it's actually a boot closet, Dudley, my fat cousin, body slams me back into the closet. I hit my head, and get knocked out.

(10 minutes later)

"FREAK! WHERE ARE YOU? I SAID GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!" Uncle Vernon roars at my unconscious body. "WAKE UP, AND GET DINNER READY, BEFORE I USE THE BELT!"

Well, sadly, as I was out cold, I couldn't respond, so for the next ten minutes, I'm hit with my Uncles belt buckle. My left arm, 2 ribs, and my right leg are broken before he stops.

(Next Morning)

As I return to the conscious state, I notice that I can't move without feeling excruciating pain, nor can I breath normally. I realize that some of my bones are broken, and that they are very slowly mending themselves. As soon as I notice this, I pass out from exhaustion. Had someone been looking at me, they'd have seen a thin, but bright white aura encompass me.

(2 Days Later)

"FREAK! GET YOUR ARSE IN HERE RIGHT NOW! AND GET BREAKFAST READY FOR DUDDERS BIRTHDAY!" Aunt Petunia yells through the door, before unlocking it. I get up, not noticing that my light is off, and the light was coming from a gem on the floor.

"Coming Aunt Petunia," I reply, looking for a pair of clean socks. That's when I notice the glowing rock. Without thinking, I pick it up, and study it. Then, as I continue studying it, a flash of light, and I barely stifle a yelp of surprise. As the light fades, I realize that I no longer see the gem, but see that I'm surrounded by a blue and green aura. Then I feel a sudden rush of power, and the aura fades.

"HURRY UP, BOY!" Aunt Petunia screams through the door, waking Dudley up.

"Yes ma'am. I'm coming." I call out, getting up, and dressed in a couple of Dudleys old clothes. They are about three times too large for me, but they're all I have.

As I open the door, having realized that Dudley was probably going to body slam me again, so I stay away from the door frame. As expected, Dudley body slams the door, hoping to get me injured, only to fail. I open the door again, and quickly get by, seconds before Dudley slams into the door again.

"MUMMY, THE FREAK WON'T LET ME HIT HIM! MAKE HIM STOP!" Dudley hollers at Aunt Petunia, hoping to get me in trouble again.

"FREAK, LET DUDLEY HIT YOU, OR IT'S THE BELT!" Aunt Petunia yells at me.

So, being the smart kid I am, I let Dudley hit me. He dislocated my shoulder, and I pass out from pain.

(two hours later)

"...Happy birthday dear Dudley… Happy birthday to you!"

Dudley blew out the candles. He then proceeds to bury his face in the cake, and eat it, in 4 bites. I'm disgusted by his behaviour, but there's nothing I can do about it.

I run to the washroom, and lose my lunch in the toilet. I return to my 'room', waiting for the end of the day to get here, so I can sneak some food from the fridge.

(two more hours later)

Dudley and Piers started running up the stairs, pushing Harry over the railing. Harry got up and noticed his hands were glowing dull red. He wondered what the hell was going on, then they started to grow brighter.

"Hey freak!" Dudley called to him. "Look at me."

Harry continued watching his hands grow brighter.

Dudley stepped in front of Harry. "I said, 'look at me.'"

Harry looked up in time to see Dudley's fists flying towards him, but then a there was a flash of red light, and Dudley flew backward into the living room.

"BOY!" Vernon screamed. "WHAT DID YOU DO!"

Harry stepped into the room, his hands, still glowing raised in defense.

Vernon got up to try and hit Harry, but Harry flicked his hands at Vernon, and then the 'room' exploded. Then everything goes black.

(Next Day)

As I wake up, I feel something cold around my ankles, wrist and my neck. My entire body is aching, and I can barely move. I open my eyes, and notice that I'm shackled to a bed. Then I hear something that makes my blood run cold: the sound of a chainsaw starting, very close to me. And my Uncles insane laughter. He's gone mad. And I'm about to die.

"Hey, Freak, you up yet. Cause I'm going to kill you once you are." He cackles. "Hey, looks like you are. Good. Hope you enjoy Hell, or wherever Freaks like you go when you die."