The-Boy-Who-Was-Different

by Ethereal Blade

My first fic. Grey harry! James and Lily survived that night. James jnr is thought to have killed Voldemort. Harry is unknowingly neglected and becomes more smart and powerful that he has any right to be at his age. At the age of 11 he gets a letter to Akrens Institute of Chaos where he learns bloodmagic and becomes an animagus. Bloodmagic,Animagus,Vampires,Werewolves. Being redone

1. Chapter 1

The-Boy-Who-Was-Different.

AN:

This is my first fic and it probably will be a combination of all of my favourite fics. I do not do this on purpose but by accident and I would like to apologise in advance for any similarities in this fic and someone else's for example the name of Akren comes from the story where Harry becomes Rahkesh Asmodeus and I cant give credit for any similarities because I can never remember their names! Anyway it is rated M to give me some breathing space and I might add some lemons in when I feel more comfortable doing so. please review and I don't care about flames. Anyway here it is.

Chapter one: Prologue:

Red eyes gleamed as he walked up a fairly ordinary looking house. He usually wasn't one to kill wizarding children but what had to be done would be done. He casually blew open the door to hear a frantic shout of "Run Lily, it's Him", He chuckled silently at that. Yes it definitely was Him and He was here for one thing only. To kill the Potters spawn. He casually waved his wand towards James who, despite his supposed duelling prowess, couldn't avoid the simple stunner. You see, Voldemort was not a dumb wizard. He had studied the ancient rituals and knew a sacrifice could create a barrier for the Avada Kedavra. No, he mused, there will be no sacrifices today. He reached the bedroom, banished lily into the wall and stared at the two kids. Which one to kill first. Then the choice was made for him.

While James jnr. was quite happy to sit in the corner crying while Harry, the one with the blazing green eyes, sat defiantly staring into the cold eyes of his killer.

'Bad man' he said, not in an accusing way but in a factual sort of way.

'Yes I am Harry, but do you know what, Avada Kedavra'

This was probably where Voldemort expected Harry to flop over, dead. What he did not expect was for Harrys body to start glowing a black aura. Mostly black with lines of red and green streaking through it. He was so transfixed by the aura he did not see of the the red lines quickly absorbing the spell nor did he see the green line throwing out his own spell at many times the original power. He only noticed it in the split second of consciousness before he died. That and those blazing green eyes.