Harry Potter, the Mafia Lord
By- The Darkest Soul
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter or have any relations to the Mafia... that I know of.
Long summery- One day while baring the hell known as the Dursley, young Harry's patience snaps. After the Dursley leave him alone in the house once again to go on vacation just like they do every year Harry lets his darkness out. Then two men find him claiming to have known his mother when she was young and worked for his grandfather before his passing, leaving him his grandfather's heir... the only thing is, His grandfather was a Mafia crime lord, oh the wizarding world wont be ready for this Harry.
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"Worthless"
"Freak"
"Stupid"
"You should have died with them"
"Should have left you in a dumpster somewhere"
The hateful remarks that the young child heard only served to darken his heart, further his hatred towards his so called 'family', The young boy sat on his bed, his green eyes glazed over, his lip bleeding from the slap his aunt had given him for asking one of the most basic question that a child would ask, 'Can I please have something to eat'.
The child's name was Harry James Potter, age 9, sat on his bed in the cub bard under the stairs, the slap kept echoing in his ears, the pain in his lip would flare every time he heard it. He now spent most of his time in his so called 'room' now because his 'family' had started to become vary afraid of him.
The reason why is because one day his uncle vernon's loathsome sister, marge had came to visit them on Dudley's birthday and the day after the party she started insulting harry's late parents, even calling his mother a bitch. Harry became vary angry and did some accidental magic causing the closest thing by harry to sore through the air at her, that being a large butchers knife which sadly missed the side of her head and slammed into a picture of her on the wall. When she turned to scream at him she saw them, his glowing green eyes that shown with such utter hatred and loathing. She would never forget those eyes, the eyes of the devil.
She left the vary next day and took her dog ripper with her who had a strange limp.
Unknown to everyone only harry knew how the mutt got it.
(Flashback one day before the party)
Harry was sitting in a tree, the reason why was the barking, oversized rat at the bottom who had yet to quit barking at him. Harry had stepped on the dogs tail by accident, causing the dog to case him up said tree.
'Evil little mutt' harry thinks looking down at ripper
Looking into the front window he saw the three pointing and laughing at him. Frowning he sighed in till a wonderfully evil idea, looking back thru the window he saw that they had turned away and was gorging themselves on a dinner large enough to feed an army.
Smirking he launched himself out of the tree and landed a few feet away from the dog. Stumbling he made his way to the side of the house where there was no windows.
Turning he saw ripper only a few feet away, quickly raring back he kicked with all his might relishing in the pained yelp the dog gave.
(End Flashback)
"Freak" yelled the annoying voice of his horse faced aunt, even thou she was slightly afraid of him it still wouldn't stop her form calling him names or demanding that he do thing while they where gone. He blinked rapidly at the bright light that invaded the small space when she swung the door open.
"We are leaving for our vacation, this house better be spotless when we come back, and don't even think about using the stove, you'll probably burn the house down" she quickly shut the door and harry could hear the thumps of his huge uncle and cousin coming down the stairs. He waited while thinking 'I can't stand this place, I hate it here so much, I'll get them, I'll... I'll...' then something hit him he remembered what his aunt had said just before slamming the door 'I'll burn the house down' he thought.
While most would believe that a nine year old wouldn't know a thing about a stove, Harry wasn't you normal nine year old. His uncle and aunt had forced him to cook many-a meal for them and punished him harshly if it didn't taste right.
'But I'll need money... there's the money in dudley's drawer and the stuff in uncle Vernon's closet, I'll just take their's' thought harry listening for the front door to close.
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Ten miles away from Number four privet drive, drove a black stretch limousine, instead sat a relatively young man, he had light blue eyes and short curly light brown hair. His name was Anthony Granger, he sat beside his long time friend Alex Brown who had straight, dark brown, borderline black hair and green eyes.
They both sat in the back of the limo in their nice black suits, thinking about their newest lead on finding the late boss Evans's grandson. They had been searching all over England for him ever since Aaron Evens had died of a heart attack caused by too much stress.
Anthony looked over to Alex and asked "What do you think he will be like"
Alex looked away from the window and answered "I Don't know, But if he is anything like his mother or grandfather he will have a strong resolve, a short fuse, and an anger that will scare the most battle hardened enforcers we have"
The both chuckled at that.
"Where did she say he was again" questioned Anthony,
Alex, clearly the more responsible of the two looked at a piece of paper and read, "At Number four Privet drive, surrey and his name is Harry Potter now"
"Potter" Questioned Anthony, "I thought his name was Evans"
"Anthony" -Sigh- "be quite, were almost there"
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Harry looked at the rather large envelope full of pounds, that they had hidden away in one of there higher drawers. On the front there was writing, it said 'Dudley's Collage fund' or something like that.
'It's not like he is smart enough to go anyway' Harry thinks as he ripped into in and placed the pounds inside his back pocket.
Turning he made his way into the kitchen went to one of the counters and opened the counter door to retrieve the bottle of lighter fuel that vernon had to light the grill every one a year when he felt like having a stake of something cooked on the grill and had the energy to pick his fat ass up to do it.
The smile harry had couldn't have looked any scarier as he sprayed the flammable liquid all through the kitchen and living room, all over the couch, the stacks of newspapers, the kitchen counter and even the drapes. After emptying the bottle he flung it across the room and smirked as he heard it brake his aunt's favorite vase.
He then proceeded to grab the silver zippo lighter that his uncle used to light his cigars and made his way to the door. Flicking the lighter open and lighting it he gave a childish grin and flicked the lighter onto the soon to be inferno
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The black limo pulled up to the house across the street from Number 4 privet drive. The two men stepped out
"Looks like no one is home" observes Alex, making his way around the car to stand beside his friend.
Anthony sighed and leaned against the car door "Man, and I was hopeing he would be here"
The two started to get back into the car when the front door of the house that they were looking at opened and slammed. They quickly turned and saw a child walking down the front steps and then slowly make his way to the sidewalk only sparing a glance at them.
Anthony stepped up and yelled "Hey kid come here"
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Harry looked back into the living room and saw that vernon's favorite chair was starting to catch flame. The lighter must have landed on a place the didn't have a lot of the lighter fuel on it because he knew how quickly the liquid burned.
Harry then just turned and went to the door to leave the hell that he grew up in. Swinging the door open it smashed into the wall leaving a dent that soon would be the last of the Dursley's problems. He walked out into the cool spring breeze and slammed the door causing a loud -BAM- to echo through out the home and the glass to rattle in the door.
Harry then stuffed his hands in his pockets and slowly walked down the front steps and made his way to the side walk. as he walked he noticed a black limo and two people looking at him.
Shrugging he turned and walked away from the house but stopped when he heard "Hey kid come here"
Harry turned and looked at the two men "Yes" he said walking onto the street and stopping half way
'His eyes look just like Aaron's' thinks both of the men.
Alex cleared his throat and asked, "Is your name Harry Potter"
Harry looked at the man and nodded while answering "Yes but who are you"
"Ah I'm sorry, my name is Alex Brown" Said Alex
Anthony stepped up and said "And I'm Anthony Granger, we've been looking for you for a while"
Harry looked at both the men and asked "Why"
Alex, being the more business type answered him "Well Harry, we work for you grandfather and he had named you his heir, apparently your 'aunt'" He said making quotation marks in the air "Was adopted and has no relation to you what so ever, and since you are the last living relative you have to take control of the family business"
Suddenly the glass in the home exploded causing the three to turn quickly to see flames engulfing the home thru the broken window they could see most of the house and all the thing inside turning black or melting.
The two looked at harry who shrugged and said "There not home, they left me by myself like they always do to go on vacation, and besides they always hurt me so they deserve it"
Alex and Anthony look at each other and shrugged, they had seen worse.
"Come on Harry, lets get out of here"
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I'm Done.
Yes Anthony Granger as in Hermione Dad and Alex Brown is going to be Lavender brown's dad.
