AN: Hey guys, its been a while. I apologize for disappearing for such a long period of time, but well, life kinda turned around and kicked me in the teeth so I've had to recover from that.
But Im back now! Back with an all new story!
For those who are following "Oh God, Why Us?" I am sorry to say that, that story is under an indefinite hiatus due to the fact that I have run out of ideas for it. Its not entirely dead and Im waiting for either 1) new ideas to pop up or 2) someone to adopt the story. If I do end up getting new ideas before someone chooses to adopt it, I will keep the hiatus whilst I finish up all the remaining chapters so I can actually update weekly.
Keep in mind that I AM in college so my schedule will be a little hectic from now on and there will be times where I just wont be able to update.
Thank you for the understanding and here we go with the new story!
This story will be in two parts, labelled as "Harry Potter and the Powers of Deduction-Year 1" all the way to "Harry Potter and the Powers of Deduction-Year 4" in which the story will then change to "Harry Potter and the Price of Observation-Year 5" till "Harry Potter and the Price of Observation-Year 7" Then the story will most likely end.
WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS AND MAY CONTAIN (EVENTUAL) GRAPHIC IMAGERY OF TORTURE, GORE AND OTHER THINGS. MENTIONS OF DISMEMBERMENT AND DEATHS OF 6 YEAR OLD CHILDREN WILL BE SAID THROUGHOUT THE STORY SO THAT THE PLOT MAY CONTINUE. IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE THIS TYPE OF STORYLINE PLEASE LEAVE NOW. AND FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DONT IGNORE THIS WARNING AND THEN GO ON TO TELL ME HOW MUCH OF AN AWFUL PERSON I AM, CAUSE IM GOING TO IGNORE YOU AND CONTINUE. ALSO: I WILL PUT A WARNING IN FRONT OF EVERY CHAPTER THAT CONTAINS THE ABOVE TRIGGERS(?) AND WHEN THE SECTION ENDS SO YOU MAY READ WITHOUT WORRY.
THIS PARTICULAR CHAPTER DOES NOT HOLD ENOUGH DESCRIPTION TO WARRANT A WARNING, JUST KNOW THAT THERE WILL BE MENTIONS IN THIS (AND THE FOLLOWING) CHAPTER(S). ONCE MORE, IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THIS TYPE OF STORY, PLEASE LEAVE NOW.
Otherwise please enjoy your stay! :D
Deduction 1:
To say that 10 year old (going on eleven) Harry Potter was different would be a bit of an understatement.
Every kid was different in their own way, but little Harry was doubly different. You see, the poor child had lost his parents as a baby and was sent to live with his mother's sister, Petunia and her husband Vernon Dursley. Petunia was a horse like woman with a very long neck, which she used to look over hedges to spy on the neighbors. Vernon on the other hand, resembled a small sperm whale, having no neck at all (but a rather fabulous mustache I must say). They had a son named Dudley who was the epitome of the word "walrus".
The Dursley's had not been kind to little Harry, forcing him to live in the cupboard under the stairs from the moment he could walk. They also forced him to do all of the household chores as well: cooking, cleaning anything and everything that should have been Petunia's job was assigned to Harry.
Little Harry could also do very strange things.
He didn't MEAN to do strange things, it just happened. For example, his hair. His hair was a spider's nest (and I do mean that literally, the little critters just loved to nest in his hair. Harry didn't mind) of black locks sticking out in all directions, giving him a permanent "just woke up" look. And it ALWAYS stayed that way, always keeping itself just a couple inches short of "too long". Petunia HATED it, she was always complaining that it was too long and that their short trips to the barbers seemed like a waste of money due to the fact that Harry's hair never seemed to get any shorter.
Which led the Dursley matriarch to the decision of cutting it herself. The resulting haircut was atrocious. Harry's hair had been cut so short he was almost bald, except for the front which was left in bangs to cover Harry's "horrible scar". Dudley had laughed himself sick at Harry's predicament and the poor boy had spent a sleepless night worrying about the next day, he was already teased and harassed enough because of his baggy clothes and taped glasses (a result of a certain walrus punching him in the nose too many times).
He needn't have worried, his hair had grown back by morning.
This, of course, had let to a rather severe beating and a week in his cupboard with little to no food.
Course if you had asked Harry, he would have replied that it had been totally worth it to see the combined looks of horror and surprise on his aunt and uncle's faces. They had looked rather constipated.
Another instance, and the only one with a beating that had left him unable to walk for a week, (social services had a riot with that one. Too bad they hadn't found anything) was the time he had been running from Dudley's gang and ended up on the school roof.
After he'd been able to walk again he decided a couple bruises from Dudley was better than running.
Now, the last thing that made little Harry so different from everyone else, was something that was actually quite normal in the eyes of society.
He had an eidetic memory, the ability to read or see something once and remember it forever and always. He also had a very acute sense of observation, perhaps it was attributed to his memory, but nonetheless the ability to see details that everyone else skimmed over got him out of trouble more than once.
These three things had led to the creation of a very strange, but still oddly sweet little boy. Harry, despite being beaten and hated by so many, still found it in his heart to forgive almost everyone who was mean to him.
Almost.
Now, I may have lied just a bit. You see there was one last thing that made Harry Potter different from every other boy and girl…
And it wasn't very pleasant.
We shall start Harry Potter's story with a little known fact.
When Harry was much younger, around 5 or 6 years of age, he was kidnapped alongside a couple other kids. The man who kidnapped them was well known for taking small children, violently mutilating them and leaving the corpses out in the open for all to see.
Now the Dursley's had not reported Harry missing until the police announced that they were doing an investigation to find the five other missing children. The police had been suspicious, I mean who wouldn't be? A family reports their nephew missing after the boy had been gone for what seems to have been a couple days now? The neglect had later sparked an investigation into the Dursley household, but only after young Harry Potter had been found alive.
He seemed to have been the only one to survive.
We'll go from the beginning.
Harry had been weeding the garden that day, and was in the front lawn tending to the hedges when the man had appeared. He was a handsome man, with a great grin and kind eyes. He had asked Harry what he was doing, Harry had replied that he was trimming the hedges.
The man asked where his parents were, Harry replied that they had died a long time ago. The man expressed his sorrow, Harry brushed it off.
He then asked Harry if he would accompany him to locate his dog, Candy, who had apparently snapped her leash and had run off. Harry had agreed and followed the man to his car, where he was immediately subdued with a cloth drenched in chloroform.
When Harry woke up next, he was in a room with five other children, two more boys and three girls. The girls introduced themselves as Aether, Della and Flora, the boys had shakily introduced themselves as Geoff and Edgar. Harry had then told them his name and asked where they were.
The kids were in no real condition to answer, they had gone through severe emotional and physical trauma whilst The Man had been searching for his sixth victim. However, Aether seemed to be the calmest of the bunch and had shakily explained the situation. She told Harry that he didn't need to worry because she was sure The Man would stop the torture now that they had Harry.
She had been right, but something worse began to happen.
One by one, over the course of the week, The Man had killed the children. Della had gone first, and the other kids had just about lost their minds listening to the poor girl scream in agony.
Geoff was next, the screams were just as terrifying as the first.
Then went Flora, this time the remaining kids weren't as scared as she had seemed to go relatively easy.
Edgar was the fourth and the one who seemed to have suffered the least.
Aether was the last to die. And before she had been dragged to her doom in the adjacent room, she promised Harry that she would get him out of there if it was the last thing she would do.
And it was.
Aether suffered the most, Harry wasn't able to sleep a wink that night, his eidetic memory forcing him to relive the violent death cries of the other children every time he closed his eyes.
And then just like that it was over.
One minute he was awake and painfully aware of his surroundings, and the next he was gone and there was someone else in his body. Someone else had picked up a stray plank of wood when "Harry" had been dragged into the Death Room. Someone else had smacked The Man over the head repeatedly with it and thrown him to the wall without ever once lifting a hand. Someone else had used his feet to pull himself up and out of the basement, running for their life to the nearest house.
Someone else used his voice to tell the police what had happened and where to locate The Man.
Someone else forced his brain to lock away his memories.
That someone's name was Della.
And she still resided deep within Harry.
Waiting.
"Harry! Angel, a letter came for you!" A feminine voice rang through the house.
"Coming mum!" Came the reply.
10 year old, almost 11, Harry Potter ran down the stairs, a look of glee upon his young face.
Now quick recap, Harry remembers practically nothing from that fateful week all those years ago, except the aftermath, which had him removed from the Dursley home under precedes of neglect and wound him up in the Lopez home.
Mr. and Mrs. Ray and Nila Lopez were a young couple who had been married for 3 years. Ray was a rather lanky Hispanic male, with gold brown eyes and a very winning smile. Nila on the other hand, was a Caucasian female with blonde hair and surprisingly striking green eyes.
It was later discovered that Nila was infertile and unable to produce children, this led to many desperate attempts to adopt a child but to no avail.
Then Harry came along and never left.
The Lopez's doted on their adopted son, spoiling him rotten but still managing to keep him humble and sweet, and, over the years, most traces of Harry's abuse at the Dursley house had been wiped away. Between the two of them, not many people actually believed Harry was adopted.
Which brings us back to the present.
And the mysterious letter that Harry had received in the mail.
Which said male was currently ripping open, with an enthusiasm so great it could have powered a nuclear generator.
Harry looked upon the letter with confusion, the letter itself seemed important enough, and even looked real, but the contents of it made him confused and more than a little angry.
"What does it say angel?" Nila questioned.
"Umm… Dear Mr. Potter. We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31st. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress." Read Harry, "and then on the second page it saysssss… First-year students will require: 1. Three sets of plain work robes (black), 2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear, 3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar), 4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings). Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags. All students should have a copy of each of the following: The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk, A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot, Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling, A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch, One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore, Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander and The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble. Students will also require: 1 wand, 1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2), 1 set glass or crystal phials, 1 telescope, 1 set brass scales. Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad. Then it says that parents are reminded that first years aren't allowed a broom… Is this some kind of joke mum?" He finished, turning slightly disappointed eyes at his mother.
"Well Im not sure angel, perhaps we should just wait and see. It does say that someone will get you on July 31st, or at least I believe it says that… we don't have an owl after all."
"Well if someone does show up, that'll be the best birthday gift ever!"
"Indeed it will angel! Now come on, let's go make some cookies for your father when he gets home."
"Okay!" Chirped Harry, running off to the kitchen to pull the needed supplies.
Nila chuckled fondly and then turned concerned eyes to the letter, what a horrible prank it was, filling her poor child's head with such fantastical ideas… she sighed, setting the letter down on the coffee table and joining her child in the kitchen.
Tomorrow they were going to celebrate Harry's early birthday at the zoo, seeing as it landed on a Tuesday this year and Ray wouldn't be able to get the day off.
The gloom outside had turned into a full out thunderstorm and lightning struck just as Nila walked into the kitchen, illuminating her child so sinisterly that she screamed in fright.
Concerned, Harry had raced for his mother.
"Mum? Are you okay?" He asked.
Nila smiled, taking a shaky hand and running it through unruly black locks.
"Im fine angel, just fine…"