Elemental Echoes

by lisa.ryanz1oh1

After his inheritance brings Harry closer to power of a different sort, he finds a way through with the help of close friends and family. A more Mature Harry learns the meaning of Magic and Power. Maybe Voldemort isn't too far wrong. But there is a woman involved who keeps Harry on the straight and narrow. Only, for how long? Rated M for later chapters. OC and non-canon.

1. Chapter 1

Elemental Echoes

This one has a slight plot beginning inspired by Beautiful T Jakson's "A Door Ajar". Frankly, it made me think. Hope they don't mind me using it.

Oh, and Harry Potter isn't mine either… Sad but true…

Moving on…

Exit Wounds

"I've had enough of your weirdness boy!"

CLATTER!

"You've been nothing but trouble in this house since the day we took you in!"

CRASH!

"All these years we clothed you, fed your lazy, ungrateful arse, and gave you room and board out of our own expense!"

THUD!

"But no more! I refuse to let you stay one more minute in my house, you wretch! Get out! This is no longer your house! Get OUT!"

Landing with a thud on the garden path in front of Number 4, Privet Drive, nearly missing hitting his head with his trunk that had preceded him out the door, the thin, emaciated form of Harry James Potter, looked up wide-eyed at his enraged Uncle, Vernon Dursley. And all because Aunt Marge's dog Ripper had run himself head first into a table holding an antique vase, which consequently, had toppled over and smashed into a million pieces. However, since it was Harry who had finally managed to twist himself out of the way of the jaws of the rampaging dog, he was obviously blamed. The incident might have blown over with the usual punishments, but Aunt Marge had incited her brother's easy anger to take more extreme measures. And so Harry Potter, a minor in any world at age 14, was literally thrown out of the only home he had ever known in the middle of the summer.

"You will never darken our doorstep again, you Freak! You will never enter this house again. Stay away from us!"

The bang of the front door slamming shut, caused a few dry leaves to float down gently from the scaled roof, in sharp contrast to the bull-like rage that had gone before. Lying on the hard cold asphalt, Harry stared blankly at the forbidding doors of Number 4, Privet Drive, his ears still ringing with the Uncle's voice, hammering the words into his brain. Thankful that it was the dead of night, Harry slowly got to his feet and started dragging his heavy trunk and Hedwig's cage away from the white picket fence and immaculate lawns of the house. Then, as his brain cleared the further away he moved from Privet Drive, he pulled out his wand and stuck out his hand.

Its too short, I know, but its my first fanfic... so please be nice... Meanwhile Review!