Prologue: In time
(From the outside point of view into Harry's point of view)
A young boy of the age of 15 lays there at number 4 privet drive, crying into the night having been woken by a dream. In time he will come to realise that something hurts, everlasting hurt that cannot be put right. In time he will forgive, not only himself but others around him when he realises it's all meaningless.
To some people he does not matter, he is only a weapon, some people are false images of what the once were. In time he will realise he is not doing this for himself, his doing this for everyone's future. In time he will either be a hero, or ask in the wind, the ash of fallen hope of the burning world.
"NO" He screamed then went down to a whimper "Why did he have to go" Before curling himself into a ball. This 15 year old boy was Harry Potter. Harry Potter you see was not a normal boy, he wasn't even a normal wizard. You see that's what Harry was, a wizard. At just 1 year old, the afternoon on October 31 1981 the evil lord voldemort attacked the Potters Manor. It is in this manor that Voldemort killed James then proceeded to kill Harry, Lily Potter defended him with some ancient magic that forced herself to sacrifice herself to complete.
When Voldemort killed her he did not anticipate his Avada Kedavra curse to rebound off young Harry and leave him bodiless and too weak to even lift a wand, in time the Dark lord fell.
In Harry Potters young life he has faced a lot of hardships, the current hardship is the death of his godfather Sirius Black, Sirius was on the run, after only 2 years of escaping Azkaban for a crime he didn't commit, this crime was betraying the Potters belonged to Peter Pettigrew.
In time after 2 years of being on the run he fell to his fate, his fate is currently unknown but is a place no one has ever returned from. After that occurrence young Harry Potter learned his fate, Kill or be killed. In time things change... And now we return to Harry, stuck away just like every year with his awful relatives, the only place his safe.
"Shut up you infernal brat" Uncle Verons grunting sounded throughout the house "One more time and you'll wish you was never alive you hear that?"
"Yes uncle" While thinking to him it sounded more like a statement and snapped at him "You actually think that I want to live? Now after everything?" "NOW MIND YOUR CHEEK BOY!" He retorted "NOW GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE AND START LOOKING FOR A JOB, WE WILL NOT TAKE YOUR UNGRATEFULNESS FOR MUCH LONGER AND YOU WILL PAY YOUR OWN WAY NOW!"
Harry thought it wouldn't be wise to wipe the spit from his face so he decided to calmly reply "Oh now I would but unfortunately I have to stay around here" and quickly added "I don't have any choice in the matter, Uncle!"
The reply he got was "I do not care, I won't mind taking my chances with your Idiotic good for nothing Godfather" In a flash he had his wand drawn at verons throat and his uncle pushed against the wall "Do NOT say ANYTHING about him you HEAR!" He considered doing it, all the rage pent up telling him goading him to kill him.
"AVADA KED-Whoa" He was laying on his back with a pink blob of hair over him belonging to one Tonks of the order of phoenix. He felt the anger leave him as he looked into her soft warm brown eyes. "WHAT in gods name are you doing HARRY JAMES POTTER" She screamed He tried to reply with "I'm sorry, Bu..." in such a weak tone he failed miserably in calming her
"NO BUTS MISTER under any circumstances do I WANT you to EVER use that curse or any UNDERAGE MAG..!"
He felt anger start to go through him and cut her off by saying "If you only knew" The tone surprised him as it was rather quiet but with a lot of bitterness, he felt as though he was talking to McGonagall and he was facing a reprimand but when she spoke it was surprising.
"Do you want to talk about it? It can help to talk" She spoke with a calm nice tone. "Yes" Then he mumbled with dislike "get him away first though" "Righti-o Mobiliarbus" And she levitated him outside "Wotcher Harry?" "Well I just feel guilty about. Him" Evan now he realised, it was still hard to talk about Sirius "I killed him, I killed Sirius, I'm to blame" After saying the name he felt loss and unleashed tears.
Withought warning she then slipped her hands around him and pulled him into an embrace converting his sobs in a way to let him know... In time everything will be okay.
A young boy of the age of 15 lays there at number 4 privet drive, crying into the night having been woken by a dream. In time he will come to realise that something hurts, everlasting hurt that cannot be put right. In time he will forgive, not only himself but others around him when he realises it's all meaningless.
To some people he does not matter, he is only a weapon, some people are false images of what the once were. In time he will realise he is not doing this for himself, his doing this for everyone's future. In time he will either be a hero, or ask in the wind, the ash of fallen hope of the burning world.
"NO" He screamed then went down to a whimper "Why did he have to go" Before curling himself into a ball. This 15 year old boy was Harry Potter. Harry Potter you see was not a normal boy, he wasn't even a normal wizard. You see that's what Harry was, a wizard. At just 1 year old, the afternoon on October 31 1981 the evil lord voldemort attacked the Potters Manor. It is in this manor that Voldemort killed James then proceeded to kill Harry, Lily Potter defended him with some ancient magic that forced herself to sacrifice herself to complete.
When Voldemort killed her he did not anticipate his Avada Kedavra curse to rebound off young Harry and leave him bodiless and too weak to even lift a wand, in time the Dark lord fell.
In Harry Potters young life he has faced a lot of hardships, the current hardship is the death of his godfather Sirius Black, Sirius was on the run, after only 2 years of escaping Azkaban for a crime he didn't commit, this crime was betraying the Potters belonged to Peter Pettigrew.
In time after 2 years of being on the run he fell to his fate, his fate is currently unknown but is a place no one has ever returned from. After that occurrence young Harry Potter learned his fate, Kill or be killed. In time things change... And now we return to Harry, stuck away just like every year with his awful relatives, the only place his safe.
"Shut up you infernal brat" Uncle Verons grunting sounded throughout the house "One more time and you'll wish you was never alive you hear that?"
"Yes uncle" While thinking to him it sounded more like a statement and snapped at him "You actually think that I want to live? Now after everything?" "NOW MIND YOUR CHEEK BOY!" He retorted "NOW GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE AND START LOOKING FOR A JOB, WE WILL NOT TAKE YOUR UNGRATEFULNESS FOR MUCH LONGER AND YOU WILL PAY YOUR OWN WAY NOW!"
Harry thought it wouldn't be wise to wipe the spit from his face so he decided to calmly reply "Oh now I would but unfortunately I have to stay around here" and quickly added "I don't have any choice in the matter, Uncle!"
The reply he got was "I do not care, I won't mind taking my chances with your Idiotic good for nothing Godfather" In a flash he had his wand drawn at verons throat and his uncle pushed against the wall "Do NOT say ANYTHING about him you HEAR!" He considered doing it, all the rage pent up telling him goading him to kill him.
"AVADA KED-Whoa" He was laying on his back with a pink blob of hair over him belonging to one Tonks of the order of phoenix. He felt the anger leave him as he looked into her soft warm brown eyes. "WHAT in gods name are you doing HARRY JAMES POTTER" She screamed He tried to reply with "I'm sorry, Bu..." in such a weak tone he failed miserably in calming her
"NO BUTS MISTER under any circumstances do I WANT you to EVER use that curse or any UNDERAGE MAG..!"
He felt anger start to go through him and cut her off by saying "If you only knew" The tone surprised him as it was rather quiet but with a lot of bitterness, he felt as though he was talking to McGonagall and he was facing a reprimand but when she spoke it was surprising.
"Do you want to talk about it? It can help to talk" She spoke with a calm nice tone. "Yes" Then he mumbled with dislike "get him away first though" "Righti-o Mobiliarbus" And she levitated him outside "Wotcher Harry?" "Well I just feel guilty about. Him" Evan now he realised, it was still hard to talk about Sirius "I killed him, I killed Sirius, I'm to blame" After saying the name he felt loss and unleashed tears.
Withought warning she then slipped her hands around him and pulled him into an embrace converting his sobs in a way to let him know... In time everything will be okay.
