INTRO
It started when the barmy old codger Albus Dumbledore left Harry on the steps of his aunt Petunia's and her whale of a husband's front porch. You see when Albus did this he hoped young Harry would become downtrodden order obeying slave. But what he didn't take into account Harry's will which was indeed strong, and that brings us to the current situation with Harry in his cupboard gingerly holding his arm. It had broke as his uncle had thrown him down the stairs for using the bathroom before his chores were done. He had tumbled until his head hit the bottom and he crawled into his cupboard refusing to cry in front of his family his hateful family but his family none-the-less. His uncle yelled.
"brat get out here now!"
Harry started to get up but his bones rubbed together and he passed out from pain while was unconscious green and red magic swirled around him creating a vortex lightshow. Within his mind was a different situation. Harry was staring at a beautiful woman who could only be a goddess of something or other. She looked down at him with a look of love or friendship Harry couldn't tell. She walked to him and said in a melody voice. "Come here little one your powers have been repressed."
She the continued to explain that he was in fact a very powerful wizard Harry had scoffed at that but asked why he was here.
"well you see you are not fully human you are part Fae or more importantly a warrior Fae." she then started to show him what a warrior Fae could do. She conjured targets and destroyed them with practice ease with using nothing but her hands, feet, knees and elbows. She then conjured stone targets she then stood there and looked like she was focusing on something. She then started to glow with repressed energy Harry could only explain as magic. She then proceeded to demolish the stone targets.
"this is just a little bit of the stuff we can do." she said.
Would you like to learn some skills that I have just shown you and many more?"
"yes definitely!" replied Harry.
"but… what is your name?" Harry asked.
"I go by many but you can call me Tawny!" she replied.
At that Tawny began Harry's training. Years later there which was just a few seconds in real time Harry finished his training.
"it is time for you to go back live long and prosper." Tawny said.
"did you just quote star trek?" Harry asked but before he got a answer there was a bright flash and he was back in his cupboard. Merlin he forgot how small it was. He heard his uncle open the door and Harry grinned viscously.
"did you hear me Freak! I said get out!" he shouted his face quickly turning a deep shade of purple.
"oh I heard you alright uncle!" he spat the last word
His uncle made the mistake of grabbing Harry and the next thing he knew his hand was hanging by nothing but a few veins. Harry looked and reached over with his right hand snaped the last of the veins and threw the hand in his uncles face. His uncle screamed bloody murder and fainted. So much for being a man harry thought.