Title: Harry Potter the Sorcerer

Summary: Harry Potter becomes interested in a game named Dungeons and Dragons, and he discovers some new abilities. It is not typical super!Harry, but he would be super powered in the Wizarding world of the HP World, but Harry won't be all powerful. It will however be an independent!Harry fic especially with the Dursley's and the Wizarding world. Harry will be a bit like I would be if I had lived his life.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all the other characters and places are the property of J.K. Rowling and the people who own the various Copyrights and Trademarks. Matter of fact I don't really own anything you might recognize. Right about now I only own Jon, Daniel, and the plot. I'm only going to say this in the first chapter however this disclaimer applies to every chapter from now on.

Chapter #: 1

Chapter Name: Newfound Abilities

Harry Potter wasn't your typical seven year-old. Matter of fact he wasn't anywhere near "normal," or at least not what is aunt and uncle considered "normal," but he was not quite aware of how different he really was. He did not know when he woke up that morning that an event that would forever change his life was going to occur that day.

The only thing Harry Potter cared about that morning as he awoke was that today was the first day of school. Harry Potter wasn't dreading the day like most boys his age. Actually he was looking forward to it. At school Harry had some protection from his bully of a cousin, Dudley, but while he was home for the summer he had to hide all the time so he wasn't being chased or beaten up everyday. Not to mention the fact that Harry actually enjoyed school, not that his grades reflected that. The first time he had aced a test, his aunt and uncle punished him for it. Since then he had always tried to do less then average.

"GET UP NOW, YOU FREAK!" Aunt Petunia screamed. It was the first voice Harry heard everyday of his life. "HURRY IT UP!! YOU NEED TO GET STARTED ON BREAKFAST. WE DON'T WANT MY DUDDYKINS TO BE LATE FOR HIS FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!"

"Coming, Aunt Petunia." Harry intoned as he pulled his socks and shoes on.

Harry left his bedroom, which happened to be the cupboard under the stairs, and headed into the kitchen to start on the customary bacon and eggs that the Dursleys ate every morning. That was one thing Harry had learned at an early age about the Dursleys, they liked monotony.

Harry finished frying the bacon and scrambling the eggs and placed the pans on pot holders already in place on the table. Just as he set them down a large man with very little neck entered the kitchen and took a seat at the table.

"About time, boy. What are you trying to do make me late for work? Go get the newspaper now!" The large man told Harry before turning to grab some food.

Yes, Uncle Vernon," Harry mumbled before shuffling towards the front door to get the paper for his uncle.

Harry reentered the kitchen to find his Aunt beginning to eat. Harry's aunt was the opposite, looks whys, to his Uncle. She was thin and had an abnormally large neck, which is useful for spying on the neighbors.

Harry placed the paper next to his uncle's plate and sat down. He quickly grabbed half a piece of bacon and a little bit of eggs. Harry never really got to eat much. The Dursleys evidently thought that Harry didn't deserve that much. Harry started to eat more quickly as he heard what sounded like pack of raging rhinos coming down the stairs.

Shortly after the noise ended a large boy came barreling into the kitchen. The chair he chose groaned dangerously as he threw himself down on it. This was Harry's cousin, Dudley. He wasn't exactly large for a boy if you didn't know that he was only 7. By looking at him, most people would say he was at least 15, though a very heavy set 15 year-old, due to the shear size of the boy.

Dudley quickly piled the remaining eggs and four pieces of bacon onto his plate and began shoving as much as he could in his mouth.

Harry quickly finished his small portion of food, so his cousin didn't get a chance to steal any, which happened quite often.

Harry left the kitchen and returned to his cupboard. Once there he gathered the few things he needed for school and tossed it all into a ratty bag that had a crude strap attached to it. His aunt had roughly sewn it together for Harry to use, so she wouldn't have to buy him a backpack.

Harry left his cupboard and headed for the door. He was quickly joined by his cousin and aunt. Harry opened the door and got a head start on his cousin, because Aunt Petunia had to coddle her "Sweet Duddykins" before he left for school. Harry got as far as he could, because he knew Dudley wouldn't pass up a chance to use Harry as a punching bag.

Dudley didn't even try to catch up this time however. This was probably because Dudley could never catch Harry unless he and his gang of friends managed to trap him in a corner or alleyway.

Harry's school day did little to betray the one event that would change his life. The only thing different this year was the teacher introduced a new student that had just moved to the area the previous week. The boy wasn't all that special really. His name was Jon and he was a little tall for his age. His hair was a very dirty blond, that stuck up in every direction much like Harry's own. Jon also wore a very darkish pair of glasses, also like Harry's own, though Jon's glasses didn't have any tape like Harry's did.

The somewhat shy boy walked to the back of the classroom and took the only remaining seat in the class, which happened to be the one right next to Harry.

Jon took a seat and pulled out a hardback book and started to read with his head down so the teacher couldn't see what he was doing. Harry glanced over and could see colorful pictures and a lot of small text that he couldn't read from across the aisle.

Harry stopped trying to get a look at the page and went back to half-dozing and half-paying attention to the teacher.

The day slowly crawled on, and nothing exceptional happened. That is till lunch happened. Harry took his usual seat at the edge of the cafeteria away from everyone else in his class. Harry didn't eat lunch. Harry's relatives refused to pay for the school meals and would never think of "wasting" food as they called it when he suggested he bring his lunch to school.

Nobody really cared though. Dudley and his gang had made sure that nobody cared about what happened to Harry. Harry settled down and took out his math book like he always did. He began reading, however he was interrupted when the new guy Jon spoke to him.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken." Jon asked as he set the same book before down on the table.

Harry shook his head, and the boy Jon sat down.

"Hi, my name is Jon. What's your name?" Jon said as he sat down.

"I'm Harry. Though, you might want to worry about my cousin. He is the fat ass blond down on the other end." Harry told Jon before going back to reading his book.

Jon however continued, "Why should I do that?"

Harry sat down the book and answered the messy haired boy across from him. "He likes to threaten anyone that acts remotely friendly towards me. And, he almost always carries out his threats."

Jon screwed up his face and muttered, "Stupid bullies."

Harry smiled to himself. He was already starting to like this boy.

Harry didn't think he would be able to go back to reading his book. He had lost his interest in it now. Instead, he wanted to get to know this new boy before Dudley could finally drive him off.

"So what is that book you are reading?" Harry asked trying to strike up some more conversation.

When Harry mentioned the book Jon's head shot up from the book with happy grin on his face. "This is the Dungeons and Dragons Monster Manuel. It has lists and pictures of the most common monsters in the game. My dad said he would allow me to come to one of his games once he got a group up here."

Jon shoved the book over to Harry, and Harry got his first look at the book. He opened the book to a random page. "Cool!" Harry gasped looking at the picture of what appeared to be a skeleton in a tattered robe and a ball of energy in its hand.

"That's a Lich." Jon said looking over at the book. "They are sorcerers that have done everything they could to attain immortality. The ones that succeed in this usually become a Lich. They do this so they can continue studying and practicing magic for all eternity"

Harry flipped through the book looking at all the creatures that were in the book.

"You said this was a game. Can you tell me anything else about it?" Harry asked after looking a page about a creature known as a "Sea cat."

"Sure," Jon told Harry excitedly. But, before Jon could start explaining the rules a hand snatched the Monster Manuel from where they were looking at it. Both Jon and Harry snapped their heads towards the owner of the offending hand.

Harry groaned in frustration. It was Harry's cousin, Dudley.

"What's this? A freakfest?" Dudley asked mockingly as he dangled the book in front of the two boys.

"Give that back!" Harry demanded of Dudley. It was the least he could do for his new friend to keep him out of the inevitable confrontation.

"And why should I do that, Potter? You and your freaky friends," this he said while throwing a nasty look at Jon, "Don't deserve to have books, but I guess I'll give it back for now." Dudley threw the book down and it bumped into Jon's carton of milk. Luckily the book had a laminated cover and the milk didn't do any real damage.

Dudley turns back to Jon, "If you know what is good for you dork, you will stay away from Potter. He doesn't need to be getting any ideas, like he is allowed to have friends. Only someone that is as much of a freak as him would want to be his friend anyways."

Jon went to do a retort till an adult who looked like a new teacher walked up to the table. "What seems to be the problem, Jon? Is this young man bothering you?" The man asked looking down at Jon with a fond smile.

"No, dad. Everything is ok. This is my dad, by the way, Harry. He is the new librarian." Jon said smiling back at his father.

"Well then move along young man. I want to talk to my son." Jon's dad told Dudley. Dudley left throwing a dirty look at Jon's dad before returning to his seat. "Jon, would you like to come to my office. Your new friend is more than welcome to come."

"Sure," Jon asked picking up his now empty carton of milk and book. "C'mon Harry lets go to my dad's office."

Harry picked up his math book and left following Jon and his father. They made their way to the library and into a little office set aside for the librarian. The shelves were packed with other books like the Monster Manuel Jon had.

"This is my dad, Daniel." Jon informed Harry as they took seats in the small office.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Harry Potter." Harry said shaking Daniel's hand.

"So what was that in the cafeteria, Jon?" Daniel asked looking at Jon.

However Harry answered, "That was my cousin, sir. He tries to pick on anyone that looks like they are becoming my friend. He tends to use them as his punching bag, along with me. It tends to keep everyone from wanting anything to do with me."

Jon's face contorted in disgust. "If he or anyone else gives either of you any trouble, just come to me and I'll see what I can do. So what were you two doing before that bully butted in?"

"I was just about to explain D&D to Harry. He liked the Monster Manuel I showed him." Jon told his father regaining the excited look on his face.

"Ahh, why don't I help with that? Why don't you borrow this, Harry? It explains all the rules of the game and how to get started. Maybe if you like it you can join the group I'm going to try and start here. I use to DM a lot for buddies of mine back in the States." Daniel said this as he got up and pulled a bug out from a nearby shelf.

He handed the book to Harry, who saw the title was Player's Handbook. "Thank you, sir. I'll take good care of." Harry said smiling at the kindness of this stranger.

"Don't worry. I have plenty of those. Matter of fact why don't you keep it. My wife is always on me to get rid of some of these." Daniel smiled down at Harry.

The three of them talked some mostly about the new game, until Daniel finally shooed them off to class because lunch had ended.

The two new friends hurried off to class and barely made it in time. They took their seats and waited for the teacher.

During recess that afternoon they managed to sneak off to the library, and they started reading. Harry started on the Player's Handbook, and Daniel continued his reading of the Monster Manuel.

Harry became even more interested as he read the book. It was simply amazing all the stuff somebody had come up with for the game.

Harry reluctantly stopped reading the book and heading back to class once the hour long recess was up.

The school day finally came to an end and Harry hurried home before his cousin could start in on him. He got home and rushed into his cupboard. He took out the book and began reading. He barely noticed the pounding of footsteps as his cousin returned home.

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That night Harry had the grandest dreams of being an adventurer and traveling the world looking for long lost powerful magical artifacts.

Harry quickly made his way to school that morning, but he wasn't quick enough. Evidently Dudley had told Piers and the rest of his gang to detain Harry till he got there.

Harry, however, managed to escape when Dudley distracted them when he greeted them.

Harry ran like his life depended on it. He ran towards the school kitchens and rounded a corner and went to jump behind a trash bin before Dudley and his gang caught up. Harry closed his eyes and he felt the most horrible pressing sensation on his body and all the air was forced from his body.

Harry gasped and opened his eyes and looked out. He was on top of the school kitchen's roof. He looked over the edge and saw Dudley and Piers come around the corner. They looked around, but couldn't find Harry. They just shook their heads and went back to the front of the school.

"Well that was strange." Harry said out loud to himself.

Then Harry heard a voice calling out his name.

"HARRY!" a familiar voice called out. Harry looked down and noticed Jon that was standing next to a car that his father was just getting out of.

Harry made his way to the nearby later and climbed down off the roof of the school.

Daniel looked at Harry, "What were you doing up on the roof? Students aren't allowed up there."

"I was hiding from my cousin and his friends. They were going to beat me up." Harry explained looking downwards at his feet.

Daniel gave Harry a sympathetic look. "I'll see if I can talk to somebody about this. Why don't the two of you get into class before you get in trouble."

The two boys ran into the school and managed to make into the classroom before the teacher arrived, though they were still late.

At lunch Harry and Jon went to the library instead of going to the cafeteria. There they split the meal Jon brought from home.

"How did you do that earlier?" Jon asked out of the blue.

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked in confusion.

"As we were parking I saw you running around the corner. I saw you disappear and appear on the roof. There was even a loud crack. My dad though a gun had went off." Jon explained.

"I don't know. I was just going to jump behind the bins and I close my eyes. I felt this horrible pressing situation that forced all the air out of me. Then I opened my eyes and I was on the roof. It was like I did that Dimension Door spell from the Player's Handbook." Harry explained.

Jon had a thoughtful look on his face, as Daniel poked his head out of his office door and told them to head back to class.

Throughout class Jon kept shooting Harry weird looks.

They didn't have recess that day, which Harry was happy for. When classes ended for the day Harry hurried home before Jon could ask him any questions. Jon's comment had jarred many memories in his head. All the weird occurrences that his relatives always blamed on them were all so surreal, they were as if he could really do magic.

Harry hurried home and dug out the Player's Handbook. He turned to the page that listed the Wizard spells. One of the easiest spells was a spell to make an object glow.

Thinking there wasn't any harm in trying, Harry closed his eyes and concentrated. He thought about the slight tingling sensation that had accompanied all his feats so far and thought about his hand giving off light. Harry felt the tingling sensation after a bit on his hand and a small amount of warmth spread over it. Harry opened his eyes and saw that his hand was glowing like he pictured it.

Harry surprised a squeal of pleasure.

He quickly closed his eyes and concentrated. He felt the sensation again and when he opened his eyes the glow was gone.

Harry practiced his new found skill, till he could make his hand with a brief thought. Harry slowly moved on to new spells. He couldn't try a lot of them because they were of a destructive nature. The only other spell he could get was the one listed as Phantom Sound. It was kind of like throwing your voice.

The next morning he was even able to use the Daze spell on his relatives, which made them gaze off for a few seconds before they shook themselves thinking they had all dozed off. They didn't even see the small smile on Harry's face. That spell would take a lot of practice. It had taken him almost a full minute of concentration for it to work. Though, it was probably because he was trying to cast it on all three of them.

Harry ran to school that day and rushed behind the kitchen. He wanted to tell Jon about his new abilities. He managed to catch Jon, and they headed into class.

Harry told Jon about what he was able to accomplish in hushed whispers as they made their way to class. Jon was amazed but the teacher walking in the room stopped him from asking any questions.

That day at lunch Harry and Jon retreated to the library where Harry showed him the few spells he had mastered, demonstrating the Daze and Phantom Sound spells on Jon's dad who became confused because he kept hearing voices right behind him and then spacing out for a few seconds.

Harry and Jon were silently laughing behind his back. Harry was able to get the Daze spell down to a mere 10 seconds. During recess that afternoon Harry was even able to get the Touch of Fatigue spell to work when Dudley and their gang cornered the two of them. Harry couldn't get it to work immediately after though. He got it after a few tries but even then it was noticeably weaker.

Jon figured that Harry's magic must improve under stress and with practice. Harry also briefly tried to teleport himself again, but the only time when he almost succeeded (he had blinked out of existence for a split second before reappearing in the same place) he became exhausted and had to rest for the rest of the recess.

Harry and Jon were too excited and had to suppress their laughter when the teacher left the room thinking she had heard the principal calling her over the intercom. It was actually Harry playing a joke. The teacher walked back in with a confused look on her face five minutes later. Harry and Jon shook even harder with suppressed laughter.

Harry and Jon's sides hurt from suppressing so much laughter. The two of them made their way to the library. Jon had invited Harry over for the night. Harry didn't bother to ask the Dursleys. They wouldn't care as long as he didn't do something stupid and stayed out of their way. Harry was able to master the Mage Hand and the spell to open and close doors.

And, to their surprise Jon was able to do the light trick. It had taken him a long time to get it to work and it was only a very feeble light, but it was definitely glowing.

Harry tried once again that night to teleport himself. Jon told him maybe he should just work his way up to that level of spell. Harry agreed, but still gave it another try. There was a loud crack and Harry blinked out of existence reappearing a foot away. He had been aiming for across the room. Harry nearly fell down exhausted. He was so out of it, he didn't notice Daniel run into the room looking scared. He barely registered the laughter of Jon before he finally blacked out from exhaustion.

Harry awoke the next morning and smiled. He had a friend for once in his life and he might not have to fear the Dursleys much longer. Heck if he could master some of the spells he might not even need to remain at their house anymore.

Harry could finally see his life taking a turn for the best.

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A/N: So what do you think? I got the inspiration from the several stories I have read about Harry learning how to control his magic at a young age. Yes Harry is quite powerful, but if you remember from HBP Voldemort had been able to do magic before he went to Hogwarts. Harry just has a little more inspiration then Tom did. And, yes Jon is a wizard. A slightly above average one, but he is still a wizard. I won't allow Harry to get past fourth level spells.

A/N 2: Did a little editing to fix some really stupid mistakes, but it probably isn't as good as if i had it actually beta'ed. I'm going to work on the next chapter now. 5-1-07