Authors Note!

So this Is my first story so if it's awful don't judge me to harshly. It AU obviously not sure if I want to make it after naruto shippuden has come out or not but I'll figure it out at some point. Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated as well as any grammar mistakes I've made, feel free to point them out.

Thanks to anyone reading this!!!

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March 6th, 2010

Harry woke up early on a dull Saturday morning in a dull suburb, stretching as much as he could in his cupboard under the stairs, he groan and sat up and let his head rest on the shelf behind him.

'Well better get up and get started on breakfast' Harry thought, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Opening his "door" the thin boy walked to the kitchen and began getting food out of the fridge and a large cast iron pan from a cupboard. Once everything was out and ready to be cooked he heard his Aunt Petunia trudging down the stairs.

"Boy, have you got started yet?" His Aunt petunia said, looking at him with barely concealed distaste and still tired eyes, she never got much sleep with the way his Uncle snored.

"Yes, I've got everything out and ready" he replied in a bored tone.

"Good, now go shower and be quick about it, your Vernon will be up in fifteen minutes."

He rushed to his cupboard and grabbed his towel and went up the stairs and into the shower. A quick ten minutes of heavenly heat later he was out and drying his messy hair. After changing into his cleaner baggy clothes he walked into the kitchen to see his Aunt mixing up some pancake batter, hearing him she ordered him to get to get the pan heated up and to flip the bacon.

And so the morning went like this for thirty more minutes with him helping his Aunt make a breakfast he would get little of. Once everyone was fed and watered the three Dursley's made their way to the living room and began watching their morning programs while he got started on the washing up.

"I better hurry or I won't be able to watch any telly" Harry thought to himself as he began to start washing quickly.

Ten minutes later he was finished and went to the living room and looked to his aunt and uncle waiting for them to notice him. Five minutes later his Uncle Vernon notices him and asked "Is the washing up done, Boy?"

After nodding quick his uncle narrowed his eyes and said "I suppose you can watch the telly for a bit with Dudley, but in an hour you're to go outside and wash my car, I've got an important meeting at two and I won't be seen as grubby!"

Gleeful at his chance to watch some telly he turned and to face the telly and gazed in wonderment as he's saw a cartoon, he usually only got to watch the news but today it seemed that Dudley had chosen the program. Sitting on the floor, he turned to Dudley and asked him watch the program was.

"I don't know, it's some Japanese cartoon called Nardo or something." Suprised that he got an actual answer and not verbal abuse, he bagan watching the strange show.

There seemed to be people on a foggy bridge fighting, they had strange metal headbands with odd symbols, one even had a massive sword that looked almost like a butchers knife. The we're talking and Harry struggled to keep up with the subtitles on screen, he didn't imagine that Dudley was reading them at all the lazy git.

Then a man with white spiked hair did something with his hands and suddenly it was covered it electricity! Harry was amazed and quickly a little bit distraught as the man stabbed so girl in the chest with only his hand! Then the screen went blank and it switched to the news, he quickly turned and saw that his Aunt had changed to the show.

"Go outside and get started on the car" she said in an angry tone of voice as she glared at him. Knowing how his aunt got when she was angry he quickly got the car washing supplies and went out side listening to his cousin throw a tantrum all the while. As he carefully was his Uncles car he thought of the show, why had they been fighting who, was that boy in orange he had seen before his aunt had changed the program?

Later that night as he lay on his cot, he thought of the show and as he slept he dreamt of of his hand covered in lightning and a giant man covered in hair riding on a motorcycle flying through the clouds, and of a man with black hair crying over a woman with red hair.

Two weeks later...

Harry sat in his desk and worked on his drawing, he was trying to draw the man with the lightning hands but he had hit little snag. Harry just couldn't remember what the symbol on his headband was, he had tried for over ten minutes before his teacher, Mr. Brutus, noticed him struggling.

"Harry, are you having problems?" Mr. Brutus asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm trying to draw someone I saw in a show but I can't remember what was on his headband" Harry said quietly, not used to the attention.

The man thought for a long moment, as if debating on telling him some secret. Eventually the man spoke again and said "Well it looks to be from an anime. I don't watch it myself but there is a club after school that you could go to to find out more, or you could use the library. They usually have a few of those Japanese comics available, and I think this man is on the cover of one of them. You can't go now of course, so just put a symbol that you think has meaning in your life, okay?"

After taking in all of what his teacher had said, Harry could only nod and say thank you. Turning his attention to his drawing and started trying to think of something to put on the headband. In the end it was obvious. His scar, the one his Aunt hated. The one that people sometimes stared at in awe on the streets.

He picked up his broken grey pencil crayon and drew slowly, not wanting the lines crooked. The lightning bolt stood out proudly on his drawing.

Harry beamed at it proudly for a moment before his deskmate looked at his drawing, then glances at his scar before saying, "You know your scar faces the other way round right?"

Later that day...

Harry walk through the door of Number 4 Privet Drive breathing heavily. 'Bloody hell, when did Dudley get so fast." Tossing him ratty bag into his cupboard, he went and washed the sweat from his fast.

He walked to the kitchen to get his list of chores for the evening and found his Aunt Petunia drinking a cup of tea.

Knowing he only had one chance he mustered his(in his opinion) meager courage and asked his aunt, "Aunt Petunia, I was wondering if I could join a club at school, I know I have chores but it will only be an hour or two and I'll make up any missed chores during the weekend," he said with pleading eyes "I'll paint the fence and the shed, I'll carry more bags when you go to the shops and I'll..."

His aunt started at him for a long time, watching him babble. Trying to find any hint of malicious intent. After what seemed like ages passed she sighed and said "Fine, but you better work twice as hard, and you'll be back at five no matter what. Now get outside and trim the grass, you set the mowers to high last week and it looks overgrown."

The following Monday

Harry walked into the room nervously and glanced around for a teacher. Seeing a teacher he had never met he approached her, "Excuse me Miss, is this the uhm... Amine Club"

Chuckling a little and smiling she said "Yes, this is the Anime Club. We don't start for another fifteen minutes, but since you're a new member I need your name and a permission slip saying you have permission to be here"

'Good thing I asked Aunt Petunia for a note' He thought as he rummaged for the nite as he said his name,"I'm Harry Potter, how long does does the club usually go for Miss... um what's your name?"Harry asked nervously.

A little bashful, the unnamed teacher said "it's Miss Branwen, but every one in the club calls me Sam."

"Okay, thank you Miss Sam. So can I stay?" He said, watching her look over the not and then search something up on the computer.

"Yes, everything seems to be in order. We still have ten minutes but most of the regulars are here already, why don't you go introduce your self?"

Nodding, Harry turned to see a bunch of kids his age chatting and glancing at him from the corner of their eyes. Mustering up his courage once again, he took a step towards the other students.

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Well that's that, I'm done changing thing for now (unless there are grammatical error you lot can find) if you have any thoughts, just leave a review or pm me.