Summary: Harry hates the potters who gave him up for his twin brother who they think is the boy who lived. dumbledore is a minipulative Jerk. and harry is powerful.
Harry Potter the heir to greatness: book one
I do not own the rights to Harry Potter or any people, places, and items mentioned in this chapter or story other than Artemis he's all mine.
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Chapter 1
Harry Potter was miserable; he hated his family, and knew what was coming. It was his fourth birthday and his brother got all the attention. To his family Harry was nothing more than a house elf if not less. He had to wait upstairs in his room while his brother had a huge party downstairs soaking up all the glory as the boy-who-lived.
After the party I was called downstairs, well it was actually more like ordered downstairs. He could see his brother smirking behind his parents he knew this was it, he heard them talking last night.
Flashback
"James, Lily, the time has come to discuss this before…" Albus Dumbledore was quickly interrupted. "They understand completely and are more than willing." Lily spoke. "Maybe they can take the brat off our hands full time." James spoke like it was a joke. "Now James don't get too ahead of yourself, the three of us already know how will treat him." Lily said with a bit of sorrow. "Alas, it cannot be helped the boy must be separated from our world. It is for the greater good, the boy will become jealous of his brother fame. Alex needs the proper concentration, the focus, and the training, and Harry will just interrupt. Lily was about to speak but James quickly spoke ahead of her "We understand Dumbledore, you can take him tomorrow after the birthday celebration for Alex. Dumbledore simply nodded and left through the floo.
Harry was just around the corner spying and Dumbledore and the Potters didn't have a clue.
End flashback
Harry put on the appropriate act as Dumbledore hauled him off to the Dursley's assuring him he is well taken care of. But the Potters and Dumbledore did not know Harry was a genius, photographic memory, and a large magical core with numerous talents Harry was yet to discover.
The next morning. (3 AM)
"GET UP! Get up you little bastard! I will not put up with you for another moment!" Yelled Vernon Dursley as he dragged Harry out of the cupboard. Having let out a loud yelp in pain. Vernon rounded on him with a punch to the gut. "Be quiet whelp! Get out of my house and don't wake the neighbors" Harry ran he went out the door and did not stop running. When he reached the end of the block he noticed something it was windy out a moment ago and the trees are still bent like it was mid sway but nothing was moving birds were caught in midair frozen in place. "I was wondering how long it would take you to notice, the time stop I mean." Harry whirled around to face the voice. The owner of the voice was a man about his father's age.
Harry was sure the man was not there earlier. The man had short spiky white hair was silver and gray streaks on the tips of the spikes. A black leather jacket, over a silver shirt and a pair of black jeans. The man had a set of eyes that seemed to look right through him into his soul. At the same time as a kind feeling for him, not the fake grandfatherly feeling Dumbledore gives off the warm welcoming and loving feeling.
"Who are you?" Harry asks curiously with hints of caution in his voice. The man chuckled "I go by many names young one, many names indeed. But you need to call me something don't you… I know how about Artemis I always loved that one. A friend of mine gave it to me." Harry nodded slowly "well I am-" "Harry Potter, yes I know who you are young one. You are the boy-who-lived." Harry shook his head quickly "no. That's my brother Alex." Artemis smiled wistfully "no. No. No. You young one are the boy-who-lived. Something we both know very well. We also both know that you are very, very smart not just for somebody your age but in general."
Harry edged back "W-who are you? You don't seem to work for Voldemort. You look to-" "Muggle? Yes well it could be a disguise." Harry shook his head. "Snake Boys' death munchers were never that subtle." Artemis threw his head back and laughed putting Harry more ease. "Those are some of the best names for Voldemort and the death eaters I have ever heard. They are clever, witty; they even had a little bit of the ironic understatement to them. I am not with Dumbledore, or Voldemort, or the Ministry. I'm an outside party to the last several years of war. Neutral if you will."
"So what do you want?" Harry asked getting his nerve back. "Straight to the point then I see! How wonderful! Well you are far more special than even you think Harry. The boy-who-live nonsense aside, you are very special. This plus the fact that I hate to see a boy on the streets with nowhere to go makes me want to offer what I've done to it for so many others. I want to offer a home, and an apprenticeship, maybe if you accept… If you feel up to it a true family." Artemis spoke the last words of his offer quietly only just enough to be heard and Harry heard a trace of longing in his voice.
It seems like forever when it was only an instant when Harry spoke but one simple word "yes." The world around them seemed to glow with happiness. "Yes to what? What offer?" Asked Artemis voice filled with hope. "Yes to all." I replied a true smile appearing on his face, which was quickly joined by a grin of pure happiness forming on Artemis's face. "Well then let's get this adventure started." as they both disappeared in a flash of white light and the world resumed no one the wiser nobody knowing that fate had been changed and then a few years time they would return and something magnificent would happen.
