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Partial Eclipse

Chapter 1: The Dawn of Survivor

"AVADA KEDAVRA " said a cold distant voice and a jet of green light filled the room. " No…" the disarmed woman said before she slumped to the floor, immobile like a painted ship on painted water, expression of fear evident on her ashen face. " Little Potter, we finally meet, yet we are short on time. You are going to join your filthy mud-blood mother, quite brave I must say, but too foolish to stand in Lord Voldemort's way " said the man with a smirk. The jade eye boy in the crib was crying, oblivious to the destiny he was fated to, " Ma, Da…" " AVADA KEDAVRA " and rest was history, which changed the world on the face of it.

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"FREAK" said the tall lady, rapping loudly on the little cupboard under the staircase. "FREAK get up, make breakfast for Dudley, or no dinner for next week". Harry Potter woke up in his little bedroom, stretching his arms and answered " Yes, Aunt Petunia ". Putting over sized passed down clothes on his malnourished body ,Harryrushed to the kitchen. Petunia smirked at the deplorable state of the boy, letting her self to cherish this memory.

FLASHBACK

The Evans Residence, Uptown London

Petunia Evans was a very normal person, thank you very much. Unlike her freak sister, she didn't had any diabolic power to destroy her house in flame or turn Ms. Snape's pug bright crimson. Smiling about her normal-ness, Petunia started to fantasize her life. 'Checklist: Pass Smelting, get a suitable suitor, football team of children and long non-freaky life'.

Petunia was walking past the freak's door when she heard low whispers coming from her room.

" Lily flower, why don't we run away. It would be our great next adventure, Mum already loves you and we can go to the island that Sirius owns for honeymoon." Said a strong voice.

" James Fleamont Potter, you are going to meet my parents tomorrow and that's final. You are going to ask my hand and they are vegetarians, so don't be scared like ickle firsty" replied Lily.

"A marauder is never scared, well except Peter, he is scared of cats, Remus is from not getting O in Ancient Runes and Sirius, he is just obnoxious"

" And you my Hazel eye coloured are scared to meet my parents. James you kill death eater for Lunch, you are scared of what?"

" Maybe that I am not good….", the conversation stopped as Petunia barged in. Before she could yell, two Petrifying Spells hit her square on her chest and she saw no more light.

"Oi, Padfoot you were on guard duty, " said James thinking about dumping detestable Petunia's body in the black lake.

" Sorry mate, found Mr. Evans collection of muggle playwitch in cupboard, never saw the hag going around" said Sirius, laughing at Petunia's petrified face.

" Get out, before I hex both of you to oblivion. Tomorrow 10 AM sharp. If you are late Potter, you are going to regret it" said Lily as she levitated Petunia's body.

" Yes mum" said James. "Do you think she is channeling McGonagall ?" asked Sirius before they apparated to their bachelor hub.

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Mr. and Mrs. Evans were in a tense situation. Their daughter, Lily Anne Evans was a witch. To any non-magical household, it would have been a real shocker. But to them, the day she received her letter, they were on the seventh sky. For past seven years, they watched herdaughter escaping to an unknown world, growing with magic, learning about witchcraft, etc. But they were tensed, they could have handled anything, Doxies, Elves and even Dragons that they saw in Lily's Care of Magical Creatures book (Lily was obsessed about them, she even had stuff toys) but a boyfriend was a different avenue. Though they knew this day was inevitable.

There was a small knock on the door. "Petunia darling, please open the door dear". Petunia gave a shiver and opened the front door rather unceremoniously. "Mum, Dad" Lily said in an excited voice. Four men entered the hall. Leading them was a handsome man a bouquet in his hands. With his unruly black hair, gold-rimmed spectacles and crisp black suit, he looked angelic. "I would like to introduce you to my boyfriend, James Fleamont Potter".Overcoming a sudden wave of nervousness, James said " It's an honor to meet you Sir and Mrs. Evans, no wonder from where Lily gets her beauty. " Quite a Flatterer are you, call me Anne" said Mrs. Evans smiling at her daughters boyfriend.

" This shabby little dog is Sirius Black, James metaphorical boyfriend and the gentleman to his right is Remus, Sirius' metaphorical boyfriend," said Lily smiling as Sirius snorted. " And that's Peter, he is…"

"Adopted" replied Sirius.

" Icing on the cake" chuckled James.

Unknown to her parents and sister, Petunia was peeking from the garden window, her eyes were red, and she cursed beneath her breath "That Bitch gets everything, even a handsome and probably rich boyfriend". Petunia's school, Smelting hosted an annual Christmas ball. It wasn't a well-known fact that Petunia held a special record for 'Most Number of Rejections for a Ball'. She asked, begged, offered herself as a slave but no one was interested in her. Even the losers were going as stagsinstead with her. Petunia was so desperate that she askedthe walrus Dursley out, who apart from being the second most disgustful person on the campus (his sister held the pole position) was whiskers away from getting expelled. "I will outshine that FREAK," she swore.

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PRESENT

Harry James Potter was sitting in his Aunt's garden, tending to the wound that his Uncle gave this morning. He liked this place, away from his guardian family, especially Dudley, whose temptation for "Harry Hunting" was ever increasing as his weight. Harry swore that whenever Dudley climbed the stairs, they creaked so badly that they might buckle down due to the weight, surely that was a mortal danger. People of Privet Drive thought him as a mad lunatic, but why would he care. He was special; he was a wizard after all and he would soon be leaving for Hogwarts, away from his scum like guardians. He was lucky that his parents left him abequest, his most prized treasure or he would never had known about his true heritage and live at the whims of his horrid Uncle.

FLASHBACK

" Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, have a great birthday Harry" Harry said to himself, eating half of the cupcake that Dudley left during the Dinner. For past 10s birthdays, he threw himself a party, silently sang the song, ate whatever sweet he was able to smuggle (even if it was icing sugar left from Dudley's birthday). He expected his tenth birthday was not going to be any different, but as the clock ticked 12 o clock, a sudden red smoke filled his cupboard. As the smoke cleared out, a small box with intricate writing, probably in Latin materialized in front of him. Curiosity overpowered his sensibilities, as Harry slowly opened the box, his pupils dilated in shock. The box contained a picture of him with his parents and three other men. The real shocker was the fact that the images were moving. Harry stared at the image for several minutes, before he started to scourge the box. The box contained a letter, a few journals, and a leather-bounded book labeled 'POTTER FAMILY' with a beautiful crest on it. There was a pouch full of weird gold coins and few books. "What the hell is Transfiguration, Potions umm… like Chemistry, Charms? Seriously, you got to be kidding me" he said when he picked up a book called ' Spells for Crazy Warlock'. He then reddened a bit when he saw '100 fail safe ways to woo a witch'. Confused, Harry picked up the letter and began to read.

Dear Harry

If you are reading this, it means we both are dead. Sorry for not being there for you. We hope you would be living with Sirius (we hope that dog is alive) and he is teaching you how to play pranks and how to woo girls. He is helping you to be a great wizard. Your old man wanted you to become the quiditch captain and a prank masterwhile your mother wants you to excel at academic field. This box is passed down in the Potter family when the child is ready to step into the wizarding world. As a member of an Ancient and Most Noble house of Potter, we expect you to be an upstanding member of our society. We don't know whether Voldyshort (your uncle Sirius coined the term) will be there or not. We want you to be ready for him. The box includes all the books you need for becoming an excellent wizard. Follow the instructions in the journal and don't forget to enjoy yourself. And we don't have a problem if you get sorted in Slytherin.

Love

Mum and Dad

With tears in his eyes, Harry started to read the journals, vowing never to fail his parents.