Harry has decided he is leaving town and is given a helping hand by Sam. Establishing a life in America only to run again and again. He finds Hogwarts not his cup of tea but is forced back. How many times can you laugh in the face of Death while your friends stab you in the back. Character bashing, character deaths, not book compliant. No Slash. Rated M.
This is defiantly Mature so be pre-warned. With 650,000 HP stories out there I have probably stepped on someone's toes, for that I apologize. I am having fun and it's addicting, so on with my attempt at writing or scribbling in my case. You get it as I write it and it's as fast as I can put the words down on the screen.
If you look past my grammar etc, you may find a story, then maybe not. This will contain lot of character bashing, character death and not book compliant.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners i.e. J.K. Rawlings, etc. The original characters and plot are the property of the author i.e. J.K. Rawlings, etc. This work is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. Not for sale or profit but hopefully the enjoyment of the reader.
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Chapter 1-The Snake
I am not happy, the list of my grievances is long but no one cares. My happy family is arguing where they can dump me because they don't want me around. That argument is not new but ends with Vernon rips open my bedroom door and drags me into the garage and throws me in the back seat of their car. Dudley climbs in and gives me a smack to the head he is not happy that I must come with them to the zoo.
Once out of the car I am enjoying all the new sights. Some of the animals are terrifying, some are funny but I can not let the Dursley family get the idea that I am not faithfully following them. If they think I might get lost I might get beat when we get home.
Dudley and Vernon are trying to wake a large sleeping snake, they are yelling at it but it continues to sleeps. The snake says, "Stupid humans, what do they want to do talk with me about?"
"I would if they would let me." I said and the snake looks at me.
"You speak our language?" the snake hissed and I was going to reply when the pain came.
I found myself on the floor and my head hurts, it must have hit the brass railing on my way down to the floor. Since Dudley is now pounding on the glass I assume Dudley shoved or hit me, AGAIN! Glass cases around the room shattered followed closely by screams and people running out the door. I was about to join the exodus when a snake slithered over my leg and rose up and looked me in the eye.
"Please help me out of here, this place is driving me crazy." The snake hissed.
"How can I help?"
"Let me up your arm and I will hide around your body."
"I put my arm out and the snake curled round my arm and hid under my clothes. Of course a moose could hide in here with out much trouble. Dudley's hand-me-downs are quite fitting, a whale that is. I stood and hurried to catch up with the Dursley family.
"Boy! Where have you been? Vernon snatches my shirt and drags me out of the Zoo and shoves me into the rear seat of the car, I guess its back to normal.
/Scene Break/
No sooner then we entered the house I am thrown into the boot cupboard under the stairs. Vernon throws the bolt, which usually means that I will be here for a long while.
"Why do you put up with that huge pile of crap?" hissed the snake from underneath my shirt.
"I have no where else to go, I have no money for food so I am stuck here."
"What is your name young one?"
"They call me freak or boy but the school calls me Harry Potter."
"I though as much", hissed the snake. "You are the son of James Potter and the heir of the Potter fortune, so you have money."
"What is your name?" I asked.
"I have none, I just am."
"How do you know who I am?"
"While I am just a hatchling we snakes pass on our accumulated knowledge to our young at birth."
"I read a book at school about snakes and how would you like if I call you Nagas? You can call me Harry."
So it began. Harry and Nagas were locked in the cupboard under the stairs for two days, so they talked. Nagas told of the legend of "The boy who lived" and of Gringotts in a place called Diagon Alley. Nagas told of how the Goblins could most likely tell Harry much more than Nagas knew and might help him.
I finally got released from the locked cupboard and got the back yard to cut and clean. Dudley was out with his friends and Petunia was gossiping over the hedge. Vernon had left the list of chores before waddling off to work. I sneaked into Dudley's room and relieved him of his stash of money. I didn't feel bad as Dudley had ripped it off from the younger kids and had raided Petunias purse periodically.
We snuck out early the next morning knowing they would probably kill me if I had to return to the Dursley's. I just had to try to escape somehow. By mid morning I had taken the tube to London and had asked a million people if they knew Diagon Alley. No one knew and I was getting scared. I was asking the man who ran the meat market if he knew or could give me directions.
A weirdly dressed lady overheard my question and "Well hello dear, you need to get to Diagon Alley?"
"Yes mum, if you please."
"Well I need to get there myself, so if you want to tag along I can show you." And she did.
/Scene Break/
My first view of Diagon alley was 'What a weird place'. Then I saw a Goblin and just about pooped my pants. The lady, I now know was a witch and I was a wizard, she had explained how to deal with the Goblins. I was lucky that she did as the teller got upset when I said "What key?"
I was taken to the back of the bank and another Goblin did some strange stuff before I was given a key and taken to a vault. I am not a world traveler but cutting my hand to get a key? Then SharpKnife tells me I have a trust fault until I am of age. SharpKnife also informed me that my other vaults are off limits till I am of age. This doesn't apply to the Evans with three thousand Galleons or Slytherin vault with no money but makes me an adult. I am just about on information overload as I enter my trust vault but then I need information on what is this money? What's the conversion rate? How do I carry these Galleons around? As all this newer information is being tossed at me I spied a small table in the back and a letter on the table. This day was becoming more than I could handle and then I opened the letter to more problems.
Back in SharpKnife's office:
"Here is your credit card Harry, its good everywhere that takes credit cards."
"Thanks SharpKnife you have been a great help. Can you tell me where they keep the prophesies in the Ministry. My parents left a letter that tells me to get this Prophesy?"
"Ministry of Magic, Hall of Prophesies in the Department of Ministry."
SharpKnife could give me direction but said for a fee he could have a Goblin escort me. I paid and got to hear the prophesy. Hearing the prophesy at my age of nine was about the last straw. I was so busy thinking that I did not realize that I had someone following me. I had to make plans and RUN! America was my first thought but I can't I'm just a kid. No one is going to let me on a plane or rent a place to stay.
/Scene Break/
I got back late but it's still light. Here on the park swing I can't think of what I am going to do. Vernon is going to kill me, maybe I will sneak in late and…the beating will be bad that's for sure but where else can I go?
"You killed the Dark Lord, revenge is mine." I turned to see who was yelling and a green light flying at me, just as it is about to hit me I closed my eyes, and then…nothing. I open my eyes and see a strange person is a black hooded cloak with wings. I mean big black wings! Just as I am about to ask what…I see that everything has stopped. One kid is stopped half way down the slide, a parent is in mid step, and the green light is just hanging there, this is eerily strange.
"Harry you forgot to ask the Goblins for an international floe trip to America, give this paper to SharpKnife and when you get to America get to a small town and get a lawyer. Go on now, Gringotts is still open. Something told me to get out of there quickly and I did before the bad man woke up.
/Scene Break/
If I thought I was tired before, that was before I found this day as a never ending day. First is was the trip to Diagon alley and getting to SharpTooth. I told him about the weird person and his telling me to ask for an international floe connection to a small town in America and to find a lawyer. I think SharpTooth was going refuse but I handed him the paper and he turned a different color or maybe lost his color. The next thing I know is I am tumbling out of the 'floe' and being met by a lawyer, arranged by SharpTooth.
Now I know I am a kid and kids are not allowed to do a lot of thing. I didn't learn much from the Dursley's but primary school showed me that kids are led and told what to do, the lawyer asked me what I wanted. I just could say, "Somewhere to sleep." He arranged a hotel room and said his assistant would pick me up in the morning. I collapsed in the nice soft hotel bed.