Re write of Harry's Grace Ch1
Summary-What happens when Harry isn't wanted by his parent; by his family? What happen when he is thought of a useless? What happen when he get a chance of happiness only to have it snatched from him? What happen if he wasn't totally alone in this? And more importantly what after all of this, all the hell he has been put through he goes to Pandora?
Chapter one – Goodbye mom and dad. Hello aunt and uncle.
A young three year old Harry, who looked absolutely filthy and half starved looking was sitting on his broken down bed crying. He was in, his washed out bare and bleak looking, room; which was in the very back of the Potter manor.
At the moment, with tears streaming down his face, he was trying his best to deny or come up with a reason for what he had heard earlier. You see, today had been both his brother's and his birthday. However, when he had gone down to celebrate it with his family he had found the party had already started, without him, and everyone was saying happy birthday to his brother; and only his brother. No one seemed to notice he was there, and if they did, they didn't seem to care; not in the least bit. Brokenhearted Harry ran up in to his room; weeping silently to himself, the whole way up as he did so.
Harry sobbed silently to himself as he thought back to that day. The accursed day that had changed his entire life. The day that had caused his parent to show their true colors and show that they thought his brother was much more important than he was. And more importantly the day he became less than nothing in his parent's eyes. Yes, all Harry could do was whimper slightly as he thought back to the day the bad snake man attacked them.
( Ok I am giving Harry a photographic memory and being really smart, plus it was only two years ago and even in the book Harry remembered bits of the attack nearly ten years after it happened.)
FLASHBACK/MEMORY( it is from a one year olds point of view, a smart one year old but still a one year old none the less. Sorry if it sucks trying to make it sound like a really small, but smart, child.)
Mommy had just put me and brother down for bed because it was really dark outside, I didn't care because we had been playing real hard all day and both me and brother were tired; so we didn't fight much when mommy had laid us down.
That's when Daddy began to scream loudly about a rat stabbing them in the back by telling someone something that he wasn't suppose to; or at least I got the feeling the rat wasn't suppose to. This seemed to make Mommy really scared and really mad cause she started crying and screaming back at Daddy; her face going red as her hair as she did so. Then Daddy shouted something back her which caused Mommy ran at me and brother and picked us up. She then quickly ran up the stairs without looking back; crying the whole way as she did so.
Once they got up the stairs mommy starting to move her head all around looking for something, but she couldn't seem to find it and that made her weep even harder then she had been before. That's when a loud bang was heard and daddy could be heard screaming from down stairs; which had caused mommy to jump slightly as she heard it. But soon then after that it went all quiet downstairs and Mommy seemed to be sobbing louder than ever and start throwing stuff around even harder than she had been before; trying to find something that she couldn't seem to be able to find.
That's when sounds could be heard coming up the stairs, sounds that sounded like footsteps. Mommy at hearing these sounds stiffened up then she stood up before quickly putting me and brother behind her. She was waiting for whoever was coming up the stairs to come in the room; the stick in her hand pointed at the door as she did so.
When whoever it was who was coming up the stairs finally did come in the room .Harry could honestly say that he felt like crying when he saw the snake like faced man that walked in. In fact, his brother, who was sitting beside him when the evil snake like man came in, did start crying.
Mommy seeing this man started to scream at him saying something leave her babies alone, about leaving us alone, to take her instead. Which the snake man didn't seem to like very much because he sounded really angry and scary when he started to hiss back at her. Telling her to move out of the way.
Only this time it was mommy who didn't like what was being said and she started scream loudly at the snake man; even louder than she had been before. Which in turn made the snake man even angrier then he was before and made him point a stick at Mommy.
Mommy seeing the stick being pointed at her began to cry, louder than I ever heard her cry before. Then a bright flash of a yellow light came from the stick; the snake man had in his had hand. Which hit Mommy and caused her to stopped crying and fell to the ground with a thud.
Seeing Mommy fall to the ground brother had started to cry even louder than he had been earlier, which made the snake man turn to face brother; a mean frown on his as he did so. He, the snake man, then pointed the stick a brother. Which I didn't like, seeing as the same stick had just made mommy fall down and not get up, and I really didn't want that to happen my little brother, not in the least bit. But I knew that wouldn't matter to the snake man so I threw my stuffed toy wolf at him; to get his attention. The snake man seeing, and feeling, this gave me even meaner frown then he had given my brother and pointed the stick at me; a really scary smile on his face as he did so. I was starting to regret throwing Wolfy at him now.
However, I didn't really get to think much on that last thought as a green light coming out of the snake man's stick. Then all I could think of was the screaming that I heard and the sudden burst of pain that I felt. After both the pain and the screaming ended the only thought on my mind was that I was really, really sleepy.
When I woke up the next time, my brother was being held by both Mommy and Daddy while they called him their little hero. When I tried to be picked up, they walked right past me as if I wasn't even there; as if I didn't even matter.
End FLASHBACK/MEMORY
Since that day, his parents had gone from treating him and his brother with an equal amount of love and devotion. To treating his brother as if he was a god come down to earth and treated Harry as if he wasn't even there; like he didn't matter to them in the least bit. Sometimes they treated him even worse than that. Sometimes they treated him as if he was the scum of the earth; as if he was someone who didn't deserve to breathe the same air as they did let alone be in the same room as them.
In fact, Harry knew and could honestly prove without a hint of doubt that he didn't matter to them at all. One such thing that could prove it would be how he had grown up with them so far. Seeing, as it was the house elves that took care of him, never his parents; and the house elves only took care of him because he had found them not because his parents had ordered it.
It was while thinking this and the other numerous thoughts that proved how much his family cared for him that cause Harry to once more begin to cry. Which lead Harry to how he was now.
Harry ,nearly two hours after he had came running up the stairs, was laying on his bed exhausted from the all the emotions he had been and still was feeling. That and from all the crying he had been doing earlier slowly began to drift off to sleep; like he had done many times since that night had occurred.
Only to jump up wide awake and frightened when the door to his, broken down room, burst open; with a loud angry sounding bang. Then, his mother, his father and then an old Man Harry knew was called Dumbledore stormed in to his rook; looking down their nose at him as they did so.
Seeing all of them in his room and seeing as none of them looked to happy to be there Harry suddenly got a really bad feeling in his gut. The feeling was only got worse when he saw the looks on his 'guest' faces. Looks that ranged from angry, bored, to calculating. All of which were being thrown his was by the three that had just tore their way into his room.
Harry got the feeling that whatever was about to happen, he really wouldn't like it. Sadly, Harry was proven absolutely correct, and the feeling of dread he had been feeling in his stomach turned to ice, when his father began to speak; his tone cold and full of icy rage as he did so.
"Boy, we saw you down stairs earlier. Why didn't you go wish you brother a Happy birthday? He saved your live, no matter how worthless it actually was, and all you can do is run off crying because something didn't go the way you want it to! Because you saw something you didn't like! No Potter is like that BOY! NO POTTER! YOU HEAR ME!" Harry hearing this jerked back in both fear and shock, while wondering how was wishing to be noticed on his own birthday a bad thing; and why his parents seemed to think it was.
However, before Harry could ask his father this or really, respond to what was being said his mother started to talk; her tone bored and disinterested as she did so. Sounding like she was talking to some stranger, she really didn't like or know very well but had to be polite to; instead of her son.
"You know boy, jealousy isn't a pretty thing; it can do really terrible things to a person. Instead of being jealous of you wonderful brother, the boy who lived, you should be grateful that your brother saved your rather pathetic life. But you're not are you. You want things to go your way, all the time and you don't care who you hurt to get your way do you?" After hearing, this Harry became even more confused then he had been with his father's message. Because as far as he knew he had never hurt someone, or ever really got his way in the first place. In fact, he never wanted to hurt anyone especially if it was only to get what he wanted. Therefore, he had no idea what his mother was talking about.
But sadly, Harry didn't have much time to be confused over what had been said to him. Because the confusion he had been feeling quickly turned to pure horror as he listened to just what Dumbledore had to say to him.
"My boy I'm sorry but you see, your jealousy is a very dangerous thing, and it leads to some very dangerous, very dark, paths. Now we can't let you hurt you brother because of that jealousy and the paths it will cause you to go down. That's why your parents and I have come to a very important decision. We had decided that for your brother's safety, and for the greater good of the wizarding world all together, that we're going to send you to your Aunt's house. On top of that for her safety, because we know your jealousy will eventually get the better of you, we decided that it would be a lot safer if we had your magic was blocked; permanently." This said Dumbledore raised his wand and shot out a stunning spell at the wide-eyed and panicked Harry; while his parents watched from the sidelines neutral or bored looks on their faces as they did so.
When Harry woke up from the stunning spell, that Dumbledore had fired at him, he found himself magically chained down in a circle made completely of runes. Runes that, despite all his studying, Harry had no idea what they where or what they meant. To make matters worse, or at least in Harry's mind, his parents and Dumbledore surrounding the circle; wands out stretched.
Dumbledore seeing that Harry was awake smile gently at the struggling boy, with his eyes twinkling at full blast, before happily stating at the, now completely enraged and panicking, boy chained down in front of him.
"Ahh! I see you're awake. That's very good. I needed you to be awake while we're doing this part of the ritual because for some reason if the subject of this ritual is asleep it doesn't work. Why it is like that, I have no idea seeing, as you don't need to do anything for said ritual to work. Though I do wonder …" Here Dumbledore paused and gave Harry another smile before continuing once more.
"Oh well there nothing I can do about that. So why don't you just sit tight right there while we begin; we wouldn't want this ritual to mess up now would we." This said Dumbledore stood in front of, the now really struggling and glaring, Harry and began the ritual; ignore the look on Harry's face that said he would love for the ritual to be completely wrecked as he did so.
Dumbledore stood at the front of the rune circle; with Harry's head as well as the couple large runes directly in front of him. While Harry's parents stood on either side of him so that they were positioned at Harry sides; they two were standing on the rune circle. The three than started to move is a helix pattern; taking special care to not touch Harry or the runes as they moved. Chanting in a monotone voice the entire time they were doing so.
"Take is one's vox quod redimio is down. Take nostrum mos quod planto is sic. Redimio is vox haud diutius permissum is sicco. Nos three votum is sic , sic planto is exsisto. Clausus is totus quod nunquam permissum is exsisto solvo. Nos volo is quod is ero. Nos three votum is quod is mos venio. Take nostrum mos take nostrum vires quod planto is exsisto. Sic mote is exsisto , sic mote is exsisto sic mote is exsisto ita mos is exsisto! Take is one's vox quod redimio is down. Take nostrum mos quod planto is sic. Redimio is vox haud diutius permissum is sicco. Nos three votum is sic , sic planto is exsisto. Clausus is totus quod nunquam permissum is exsisto solvo. Nos volo is quod is ero. Nos three votum is quod is mos venio. Take nostrum mos take nostrum vires quod planto is exsisto. Sic mote is exsisto , sic mote is exsisto sic mote is exsisto ita mos is exsisto Take is one's vox quod redimio is down. Take nostrum mos quod planto is sic. Redimio is vox haud diutius permissum is sicco. Nos three votum is sic , sic planto is exsisto. Clausus is totus quod nunquam permissum is exsisto solvo. Nos volo is quod is ero. Nos three votum is quod is mos venio. Take nostrum mos take nostrum vires quod planto is exsisto. Sic mote is exsisto , sic mote is exsisto sic mote is exsisto ita mos is exsisto!"
( Which means: Take this one's power and bind it down. Take our will and make it so. Bind this power no longer let it out. Us three wish it so, so make it be. Block it all and never let it be free. We want it and it will be. Us three wish it and it will happen. Take our will take our strength and make it be. So mote it be, so mote it be so mote it be and so will it be! Take this one's power and bind it down. Take our will and make it so. Bind this power no longer let it out. Us three wish it so, so make it be. Block it all and never let it be free. We want it and it will be. Us three wish it and it will happen. Take our will take our strength and make it be. So mote it be, so mote it be so mote it be and so will it be! Take this one's power and bind it down. Take our will and make it so. Bind this power no longer let it out. Us three wish it so, so make it be. Block it all and never let it be free. We want it and it will be. Us three wish it and it will happen. Take our will take our strength and make it be. So mote it be, so mote it be so mote it be and so will it be")
After this chant was finished Harry felt the enormous power that had been building up since the beginning of the ritual, come slamming down into him; causing his back to arch up and for him to scream in utmost pain. While Harry was screaming, he felt the utter torment of the very thing that made him, the very thing that was tied to his soul, being forced in to a small sphere and locked away from him. Causing Harry to once again let loose a loud keen of loss as he could no longer felt the constant warm and protection of his magic.
Once this had happened Harry immediately began to feel extremely weak as well as feeling hollow. Like he would never be able to feel whole again and this feel combined with the lingering pain he was still feeling caused him to black out. However, as he blacked out Harry heard something that sent a chill down his spine.
"Good, now the boy's out of the way. Send him to his Aunt's he shouldn't cause us any problems there, hell he can't cause us anymore problems as it is."