Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. Most of the characters are owned by JK Rowling. Then the other characters are probably are owned by CLAMP. I doubt I will actually make any original characters so the only thing that I really own is the original story I am writing. The events in the past for the characters from Tsubasa and the characters are owned by their respective authors.

Warning: I am writing this a seventh year story so there will be spoilers for all Harry Potter books. Also if you have not read Tsubasa you will be seeing spoilers for it. I am going to assume almost none of you have read Tsubasa so I will provide more of the canon back story for it than I will the Harry Potter books.

A/N: If you are not familiar with my other stories then you don't know I'm not very reliable. So if I don't update for a while that is why. I am writing this story as I am suppose to be paying attention to a professor's lecture, so it may get sporadic at points. Also I am very good at missing painfully obvious mistakes in grammar and spelling. If I ever start writing earnestly for this story I will get a beta reader for the story.

A Tarnished Memory

Chapter 1: Freedom at Last

As the sun rose on Privet Drive, a young man rose from his bed and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. As he walked over to his desk he grabbed his glasses and pushed them on his nose. When he reached his desk, he grabbed a quill and scratched off July 28 and smiled.

This boy was Harry Potter and he was smiling because in three days it was his birthday and the day he was finally free of the Dursleys.

The first thing the Dursleys did when Harry arrived back that summer was to lock his trunk in his cupboard, but Harry had thought ahead. Before he got off the Hogwarts Express, he had hidden his wand in his shirt. He had thought the Dursleys would do something like this to try and keep Harry from using magic when he came of age that summer.

The Dursleys had no clue what was going to happen when Harry's birthday came.

Other than Uncle Vernon locking Harry's trunk in the cupboard, the Dursleys had ignored Harry all summer. This had turned out to be a great relief for Harry. At first Harry had started planning what he was going to do when his birthday came, but the only thing he could think of was getting his apparition license and then visiting the Weasleys for Bill and Fleur's wedding. After that he drew a blank, the only thing he could decide was he was not returning to Hogwarts this year. He had too much to do and no clue where to start. Voldemort still had four horcruxes before Harry could finally try and defeat the far superior, in skill at least, wizard, Voldemort.

After desperately trying to determine what he was going to do he got frustrated. For a few days he stayed in his room only leaving at night to eat and use the restroom. Several times he cried over the first person he had ever known that cared for him as a person and not a celebrity.

Eventually he realized why Dumbledore had worked so hard to teach Harry about the man Tom Marvolo Riddle. Dumbledore had known he was going to die before Harry could fulfill his destiny. He had been preparing Harry for the time when he would no longer be there to help coach Harry along. With this epiphany Harry was more determined than ever to beat Voldemort once and for all.

After his determination had been renewed he started to take a mental inventory of all the spells he had ever learned in the past six years at Hogwarts. He wrote them all down and tried to see how he could use them in battle if it came to it. He was more determined than ever to utterly destroy Voldemort.

As the last days before Harry was finally free crept by, Harry spent his time gong over the many sheets of notebook paper where he had chronicled all the spells he could think of, studying them and going over them making sure he knew every single one by heart and could recall them at a moments notice.

Finally the day had arrived. It was July 31. Harry woke up that morning to the shouting of Aunt Petunia to get up.

"What do you want?" Harry shouted back.

"Don't take that tone with me, you little snot nosed brat. You have ten minutes to have all your stuff packed before Vernon throws you out on the street where you belong." Petunia retorted.

"Why don't you come in here and make me?" Harry spat through the door.

Petunia slammed the door open. Her face was the color of Uncle Vernon's usually got when he was angry. However her face paled when she saw Harry's wand out and pointing at her.

"Y...Y...You c...can't use that. They will expel you from that freak school of yours." Petunia stammered. Harry just smiled. "What are you smiling about?" she asked nervously.

"Well didn't you forget something, dear aunt?" Harry asked in a sweet voice.

Petunia didn't answer; she just stood there paralyzed with fear.

"Well since you are kicking me out I thought you would know. I am now an adult in the wizarding world. Therefore I can now use magic outside of school whenever I see fit." Harry informed her.

Petunia let out a blood curdling scream.

"Silencio!" Petunia immediately quieted as a blue glow surrounded her head.

Then there was a thundering coming up the stairs. Then Uncle Vernon burst into Harry's room bellowing, "What have you done, you freak?"

"I just thought I would help Aunt Petunia keep from losing her voice, so I silenced her." Harry replied coolly.

Uncle Vernon's face went from purple to white to green in a matter of seconds. "B...but you aren't allowed to use magic outside of that school of yours."

"Tsk, tsk. You too Uncle? I thought you would remember since you despise my kind so much. When I cam of age today, I no longer fell under the restrictions place on under aged wizards any more. In other words I am free to use magic however I wish. So I suggest you leave my room and let me pack in peace or else."

At first Uncle Vernon stood there shocked. Then his face started gaining its color back. Finally it was back to purple and Vernon opened his mouth, "Undo this at once, and then I want you out of my house immediately."

"Don't say I didn't warn you. Petrificus Totalus!" Uncle Vernon fell, paralyzed, to the ground as Petunia looked on in horror. Guessing at what his Aunt and Uncle were thinking he answered their unasked question, "No, I am not going to hurt you. Even thought you mistreated me all those years I will not stoop to the level of hurting you. I may incapacitate you temporarily, but I would never hurt you."

At this Petunia visibly clamed and Vernon's reverted part way back to normal.

The first thing Harry did was going down stairs and unlocked the cupboard and floated his trunk upstairs. Then he started summoning the few possessions from his soon to be former bedroom as Petunia crouched over Vernon while they watched Harry as he packed. Harry then went down to the living room with his luggage in tow.

As he was checking that he had everything packed in his trunk, the front door opened and Dudley came stomping in and yelled, "Mother, Father, I'm back." Dudley paused for a bit. "Mum, Dad, are you here?" As Dudley said this, Harry could hear the kitchen door open and slam shut. Then the living room door opened and Dudley started, "Mum…, what are you doing here still?"

"I'm just finishing with my packing. Is there a problem with that?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow.

"Whatever, just hurry up and get out. And where are my parents?" Dudley spat.

"Last I knew they were up in my room." Harry answered cheekily

Harry could hear as Dudley made his way up the stairs and down the landing to the smallest bedroom. There was a slight pause and then a horrendous roar. Then it sounded like a stampede as Dudley rushed down the stairs.

Dudley burst into the living room, "What have you done to my parents you freak? My mum can't talk and my dad can't move at all."

"They were getting too excited so I helped them to calm down." Harry informed Dudley.

"Well undo it immediately or you are going to pay!" Dudley shouted in a rage.

"And why would I want to do that?" At this Dudley rushed at Harry. "Impedimenta!" shouted Harry pointing his want at Dudley. As Dudley slowed to barely moving Harry moved around to the back of Dudley and canceled the spell. Dudley ran forward and tripped over the coffee table and fell head first into the couch.

Once Dudley had recovered, he asked, "How did you do that? And come to think of it your not suppose to use magic outside of school or you get expelled. You're not allowed to do any of this."

"Evidently, everyone in this house is a bunch of idiots." At Harry's statement a look of rage formed on Dudley's face, but he knew better than to rush Harry again. "As I was saying everyone in this house are complete idiots. You all remembered that it is was my birthday and that I don't have to stay here any longer, but all of you forget that I am also allowed to use magic however I see fit now.

Harry had started to pace around the coffee table during his short speech to Dudley. As soon as he had finished and his back was to Dudley, Dudley jumped up and put Harry in a hold where he couldn't properly use his wand. Harry smiled and then there was a small pop and he was on the other side of the room. Dudley's arms collapsed on thin air and he fell forward splintering the coffee table.

"Tsk, Tsk. Did you think an adult wizard couldn't escape that? Just so you don't hurt yourself or anything else for that matter, Petrificus Totalus! Hmm we need to move you. Wingardium Leviosa!" Harry floated Dudley's gigantic body over the couch and set him down on it. "Now let's repair your blunder. Reparo!" The table reassembled itself and looked as good as new.

When the table had been repaired an official looking owl started tapping on the window. Wondering why a Ministry owl was at his house, Harry opened the window. The owl flew over and perched on the back of the couch and thrust out its leg that had a letter attached. Harry read the letter:

Ministry of Magic
Department of Magical Transportation

Dear Mr. Potter,

Though you have come of age, you do not currently have an apparition license on file. Any further attempts to illegally apparate will result in a fifty galleon fine and the ability to obtain an official license revoked till your twenty-first birthday.

Good Day,

Stan Scoot
Assistant Head of Magical Transportation.

"Ha ha! I forgot about that. I'll just have to be more careful in the future." Harry laughed at his folly.

Harry looked over at Dudley who had an almost victorious look on his face. "Not to burst your bubble but I'm not expelled. I just got a warning for apparating without a license."

Harry made his way back upstairs and looked over his old room to make sure he had not forgot anything. When he was sure he had everything he said, "I guess I should release you two now." Harry waved his wand over his Aunt and Uncle, "Finite Incantatem!"

"I warn you don't tempt me any further or you will have to wait for the Ministry to come and undo what I will do to you."

The two rushed downstairs, evidently wanting to see what had happened to Dudley. Harry slowly made his way downstairs and went into the living room to get his stuff.

Aunt Petunia was crying over Dudley who was on the couch still. "Oh, I almost forgot. Finite Incantatem!" Harry then shrunk his trunk and shoved it in his pocket. "Well I guess this is good-bye. You will never have to hear or see from me again. Though if I die, which I very well might, I expect you to at least attend the funeral. It wouldn't be right to not have my only living blood relations attend the funeral."

With that Harry walked outside and took his wand in hand and raised it over his head to signal the Knight Bus. The Dursleys watched in horror as the purple triple decker bus appeared in front of their house causing the garden wall to shrink itself so it didn't get reduced to rubble.

"Well hello, Neville!" Stan Shunpike said stepping off the bus.

Harry blushed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry about that, Stan, but my real name is Harry, Harry Potter."

"The Harry Potter?" Harry nodded at Stan's question. "You didn't have to hide your identity from us you know."

"I know that now. Again, I'm sorry about that." Harry said ashamed.

"It's ok, Harry. So where are ya going this time?" Stan asked.

"I am going to the Ministry, so I can take my apparition test." Harry answered.

"Ahh, well I guess we won't be seeing you on the bus much anymore." Stan said disappointed.

"You might still see me. Apparition can become tiring over longer distances." Harry comforted him.

With that Harry paid his fair and got on the bus for his ride to the Ministry.

A/N: Well what did you think? The Tsubasa (pronounced "Su-ba-sa") characters won't be coming in till at least the third or fourth chapters. Again I am sorry about any grammar or spelling mistakes I may have made. The only thing I have to go by is the spell check and grammar check in word. Also I don't mind criticism but please do not flame. I am willing to work with you if the majority don't like the story but I will not bend over backwards to make you happy, and I won't completely change my story for you. And on the grammar note if you see any mistakes in my grammar or if I spelled a spell, name or word wrong just let me know in a review and I will try and fix it. Well R/R!