A/N: Hi my name is Michelle but you can call me Mika. It sounds like Me-ka. I don't like the goody too shoes Harry. I imagine him as a badass like his dad. Am I the only one that got tricked into seeing the HP3 movies? I hate them. I don't want to see them and my mom brought me to the movies and said well now that were here were seeing the HP3 movie. Ooo grrr I still have spoken to her. Well any who. Here's the first chappie r/r! MIKA

Song used:

Linkin Park

Breaking the Habit

Picking Up New Habits

Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again

"Oh Yes! You know those new American bands hitting England! But just knowing them could not be enough for you could it? Of course not that's why Spell 101.9 is bringing you and four of your friends to see the Magic Makers World Tour in person! They include bands such as:

Halloween's Resurrected

Stopping Timer

Institute Wannabe

And much, much more!

Soon coming in December. Get your tickets today!"

A boy was sitting in a local park listening to a fifties style radio.

He was a slim but muscular person. He had untamed hair that looked like he hadn't brushed it in weeks. He wore glasses that covered his deep green eyes. But what his hair was hiding was one of the most known about things in the witches and wizards world.

A lighting bolt scar. In the center of his forehead.

The reason why this scar was so important was because it appeared the night his parents were murdered by the infamous Voldemort. Many fear saying his name so in that case people call him He Who Must Not Be Named. Voldemort also tried killing this Boy, but only succeeded in giving him a lighting bolt scar before his supposed down fall.

This boy was then for ever known as the boy who lived or also known as Harry

I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused

Harry was listening to the witches and wizards radio station of alternative rock, Spell 101.9. Harry Found he related more to these songs than any other type of music.

Out of the corner of his eye, Harry saw His massively overweight, pig-look-alike cousin Dudley and his gang of friends that found pleasure in picking on younger kids, coming towards the park. His cousin started lighting a cigarette, and Harry was quite shocked that his cousin could multitask A/N walking and lighting a cigarette that is

Harry stood up and turned the radio off in the middle of the new Perfect Spell song. He started walking out the gate when he saw his cousin step in his way.

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight "Do you mind?" Harry quirked an eyebrow at his cousin.

"Where are you going?" Dudley asked suspiciously.

"Home." Harry replied bored.

"Why?"

"Well, are you dense or is that just a genetic?" Dudley's face went blank." Here make it easy on me hand over what you haven't opened yet and I'll be on my way home. I mean I don't want to be caught after hours do I?" Harry actually sounded quite evil.

Four cigarette packs were sent Harry's way as well as a bottle of Crown Royal and Vodka A/N they are good but if you are underage dot tie them they mess your brain up! Just look at me!

"See ya later boys." Harry laughed as he walked away. He lit the first cigarette from the first pack. Back at the house he had quiet a stash. As he took a break in his problems slowly was washed away.

Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again

The first time he had tried them it had burned his throat but now it was soothing.

Harry was walking back to the Dursley's house when he bumped into something or rather someone, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"I see you have picked up a few new habits since I last saw you but after what happened I wouldn't blame you. I am sorry for what happened." The mysterious voice said mournfully.

"Huh?" Harry looked to the side only to see his radio was busted. "Shit" Harry said under his breath. I hope she has another one!"

"Harry, Harry, Harry. You should be more careful to look out where your going. You could have avoided this whole incident." Another voice scolded

I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused

He recognized the voices.

"Yes mother, Fuck off! If you don't plan on helping me then don't bother staying around me. You wont like me!" Harry firmly said.

"Tsk, Tsk." Harry vaguely thought he knew who they were. "Watch you language! Your headmaster shouldn't be talked to that way!"

"Dumbledore. You couldn't get me to help you on your own so you brought a friend. Lupin I am guessing? Well I can't expect much from you though." Harry coldly replied. He pointed his wand at the busted box. "Repairo!" He pick up the newly constructed radio and started walking.

"Harry!" The other man called.

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight

"No! I am not helping any of you!" Harry screamed over his shoulder. Some one grabbed his arm.

"Harry we need your cousin! Where is he?" Dumbledore asked.

"He will be home before ten. Catch him then." Harry replied. His patience was wearing thin.

"No Harry you don't understand!" the other man said.

"Your right I don't understand why you want to bug anything and everything that deals with me! Now Leave Me The Fuck Alone!" Harry realized he said that a little to loud a little to late.

"Harry. Your going home to nothing. Your Aunt and Uncle are gone. Death eaters destroyed it."

I'll paint it on the walls
'Cause I'm the one at fault
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends

"Its Lupin am I right?" Harry said coolly.

"Yes." Lupin replied.

"Hold on. DUDLEY! GET HERE NOW OR ELSE!" Harry screeched. After a couple minutes they heard footsteps slowly coming behind Harry.

"This year please." Harry replied calmly. The footsteps hurried up.

"What do you want?" Dudley grunted as he eyed the hood figures oddly.

"Yes. I no. Meet my Headmaster and my ex-professor Lupin.

"What do they want?" Dudley grunted again.

"Your parents are dead Dudley and your house in no more." Harry said this as naturally as water pours out of the faucet.

"What! Liar! NO! MUM!" Dudley slowly screamed and ran off.

"Dammed. Where do we go?" Harry said to Dumbledore.

"The Order." Lupin replied. We'll be there." Harry said back "Dam Oof! Now I have to chase your ass!"

Dumbledore and Lupin then watch Harry run off at an amazing speed.

"You know Lupin I think he's a twin of his father." Dumbledore blurted out.

"No Dumbledore. He's worse. He's out of control worse." Lupin said sadly.

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
But now I have some clarity
to show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight

A/N there it is! Always thought Harry would be a good bad ass! HAHAHAHA! Well r/r and make me a happy writer!

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