This one popped in my mind while thinking at Harry McDowell. I mean, I have a fanfiction where Harry is raised by Evangeline, but what if the raising one is the only Negima! character as merciless as Evangeline?

by lord Martiya

01: MISSING HARRY

Hagrid was quite annoyed. It had two days a while that he was sending the Hogwarts' letter for Harry Potter, but he hadn't appeared at all, not even to go to the Muggle school. That was why he knocked the door (down) well before he was supposed to appear.

"Oh. Sorry for ta door." he said.

"Who are you?!?! You are breaking and enteri-i-i-ing..." a very fat man he supposed was Vernon Dursley cried before being shut up from the terror (Hagrid's size tended to make that effect).

"Vernon, what !!!" a woman he supposed was Harry's aunt (and Vernon's wife) Petunia cried. As he expected from Lily's sister, she was a bit more aquainted with magic, and reacted better. "Oh, who the hell are you and what are you doing here?!"

"I'm Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of the Keys and Gamekeeper at Hogwarts." he said. "I'm here for Harry so he'll buy the school supplies."

"Harry... I think my sister has a son named that way, you should ask her. Besides, it's years I don't hear from her."

Hagrid wasn't stupid. Nobody who lived for so long in contact of the Forbidden Forest's inhabitants was. Naive and unable to keep a secret, yes. Stupid, no, and in fact he was smarter than most wizards. In his place, most wizards would have insisted to see Harry. He didn't.

"Ya're saying that Harry Potter didn't lived here for the last ten years?!" he asked.

"Obviously. Well, at least this explains yesterday's letter and my cousin's call." Petunia Dursley replied. "But why don't you search him at his parents'?"

"They're dead. Sorry for bothering."

Hagrid left in a hurry. Dumbledore needed to know. But where the hell was Harry Potter?!

While Hagrid ran to Dumbledore, Vernon recovered speech faculty.

"Petunia, why did you never told me you had a cousin?" he asked.

"Because she told me I was no cousin to her and I would be dead if I told that anyone." Petunia replied. "Given her job, I think she meant it literally. But don't worry, she's allowing me just for today so she won't kill us."

"And what is her job?"

"Anything doable with a gun."

"... We won't talk of her anymore."

"Fine with me."

"Mom, why?" a young cloaked boy asked his very tall (and equally cloaked) mother.

"It's needed. If you don't go, he'll search and find you, and he's slippery enough I'll have to shoot hundreds of bullets to get him." the mother replied. "This way we'll be able to stall and do the thing the legal way. And besides, Hogwarts' full of treasures."

If you looked at him in that moment you would be under the impression of hearing an old cash register and seeing a money sign in his eyes. Thankfully, his forehead was covered by the cloak, so nobody wondered why Harry Potter was creating such noises.

"Let's go and fetch books, maybe we'll find something useful in the DA section." she said. "Besides, it will your birthday soon, right?

The two entered in the local Flourish & Blotts bookshop, where they separated, she going into the restricted Dark Arts Section and Harry reaching the biographies. It was his lucky day: the newest Harry Potter unauthorized biography had just came out, meaning he'll have something fun to read other than his birthday present.

"Why are you cackling at that Harry Potter biography?" the only other person in the section, a bushy-haired girl of the same age, asked.

"Hey, did you EVER read one of these?" Harry replied. "It's fun!!! There're dozens of those, and none of them accurate or authorized!"

"And how do you know they aren't accurate?"

"How many of them ASKED Harry Potter or Voldemort about that fateful encounter?"

"Er..."

"Or even the Potters' friends? I mean, Minus is dead and Black a convict, but there's still plenty of them. Yet, none of them asked anything to Lupin or Snape, or one of the others! They don't even mention them! Trust me, there will be a day when Harry Potter will sue them for the inaccuracy and the unauthorized publications, them and the Boy-Who-Lived fairytales."

The girl took a step back. The boy was quite frightening. He was her age, yet he was... Well, creepy.

"Well, let's meet again in Hogwarts." he said before leaving.

In Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore was swearing. A lot. First, Hagrid returned with the notice that the Dursleys had NEVER met Harry Potter. Than Albus verified that, in fact, the Dursleys had never met him and it wasn't just a spell, no, that one was on Arabella Figg to make her give him regular reports about Harry's fictional life at the Dursleys'. Then he noticed the style of the spell, and that spelled that the Dark Evangel was loose again and some crap at the scare (she'll hold the Ministry responsible for his prolonged stay at Mahora for sure). Then he spoiled his underwear even more as he laughed at the unwilling pun, and that meant he would never recover that particular one. Then he found out that Harry Potter had buyed a customized wand six years earlier, and from Ollivander of all wand makers. But the worst part was the letter he had just received: a communication that Harry would attend Hogwart as Harry Tatsumiya and added he and his mother Mana were both New Ostian citizens.

"And so, all my plans are crushed. How will I recover it?" he wondered.

Author note

If you're wondering why Harry acts like that with the money, I'll remember you he was raised by Mana Tatsumiya, who had NEVER lost an occasion to show herself quite tightwad (memorable the scene at the theatre, where she buyed an age-reduction pill to make use of her student discount (the clerk didn't believe her a student) only for later notice that the discounted ticket and the pill together costed MORE than the full-price ticket). That's one out of two terrible collateral effects of being raised by Mana, the other being a certain love for firearms and a tendence to shoot at things.