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Chapter 1
If you've ever had an identity crisis then you may know what I'm talking about. My name is Harry Potter or it used to be before my world came crashing down around me, all because of a potion gone wrong.
It was the beginning of my 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and I had some how managed to make it into Professor Snape's N.E.W.T potions class. It was our first class with the Slytherins and Snape had paired me up with Draco Malfoy, of course he just had to torture me with more then just the death of my godfather. We were making a relatively simple potion, but that spoiled arrogant little brat added something to change the potion. Some how, I'm not entirely sure even now, one of the ingredients I was adding cut my hand and a drop of blood fell into the cauldron. Next I knew the potion disappeared in a cloud of smoke and a piece of paper, which Malfoy grabbed before either Snape or I could react, was all that was left.
"It looks like Gryffindor's golden boy is keeping secrets." Malfoy had said smirking at me. If I had known what was going to happen in the years to come I would have ran to where I don't know I just know I would have left the wizarding world that would so soon turn it's back on me. And then Malfoy said the words that made my face drain of all color, "It seems that Potter isn't a Potter…." Before I could hear anything else Snape had grabbed the paper, dismissed the class, and was leading me to the Headmaster's office.
When we stepped onto the revolving stairs, he let me see the piece of paper. The first and only name on the birth certificate, for that's what it was, I saw was Harry Thomas Riddle/Potter. After seeing that name my eyes rolled back into my head and the last thing I remembered were strong arms catching me as I started to fall.
Before I continue I think you should know about the summer before my 6th year. Uncle didn't take to kindly to the Order's threat, and locked me and all my things in the basement as soon as we got to number 4. Later that evening he came down to the basement and started beating me, I welcomed it I knew I deserved it I was a murderer after all I had killed Sirius, Bertha, my mom, my dad, and countless others. My reaction confused him so he threatened me one of his favorite things to do, but I couldn't bring myself to care. He told me that every three days I would write to my friends and the order, with him reading them before they were sent out, and that my chores would increase since those 'freaks', as he had called them, threatened him and his family.
My summer continued in that way with Voldemort sending visions every night of what he would do to me and my friends once he got a hold of us, not to mention the decrease of food and not knowing what was going on in the wizarding world. My 'friends' were unable to send me any letters and I never got any replies, I continued to blame myself for all the people that died because of me even if it was indirectly. My uncle beating me every night he got home for one thing or another, then one night I had been locked in the basement all day he came down for his usual beating but this time he didn't stop with beating me and had chained me to my bed after ripping all my clothes off. He proceeded to rape me all the time saying I was a dirty little freak and a murderer who didn't deserve such an honor of having him rape me, the thing is I actually started believing him. He raped me every night of the summer after that and invited friends to too of course they paid him.
When September first rolled around he didn't want to lose his fuck toy but even more so didn't want to face the anger of a full grown wizard so he took me to the station early and told me not to tell any one, like I would want to any ways. I crossed the barrier finding that the train was already there, I quickly boarded grabbed a compartment and placed several locking and silencing charms up. I then cast the most powerful glamoure charm I knew. I kept the spells up until we got to Hogwarts because I wasn't ready to face my so called friends yet.
A.N: Hey everyone sorry it's short, but I'm not really sure if anyone is even reading this guess that depends on what the title becomes, any way please review it's hard to know if I should continue when people don't review, any comments are appreciated thanks.
Chapter 1
If you've ever had an identity crisis then you may know what I'm talking about. My name is Harry Potter or it used to be before my world came crashing down around me, all because of a potion gone wrong.
It was the beginning of my 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and I had some how managed to make it into Professor Snape's N.E.W.T potions class. It was our first class with the Slytherins and Snape had paired me up with Draco Malfoy, of course he just had to torture me with more then just the death of my godfather. We were making a relatively simple potion, but that spoiled arrogant little brat added something to change the potion. Some how, I'm not entirely sure even now, one of the ingredients I was adding cut my hand and a drop of blood fell into the cauldron. Next I knew the potion disappeared in a cloud of smoke and a piece of paper, which Malfoy grabbed before either Snape or I could react, was all that was left.
"It looks like Gryffindor's golden boy is keeping secrets." Malfoy had said smirking at me. If I had known what was going to happen in the years to come I would have ran to where I don't know I just know I would have left the wizarding world that would so soon turn it's back on me. And then Malfoy said the words that made my face drain of all color, "It seems that Potter isn't a Potter…." Before I could hear anything else Snape had grabbed the paper, dismissed the class, and was leading me to the Headmaster's office.
When we stepped onto the revolving stairs, he let me see the piece of paper. The first and only name on the birth certificate, for that's what it was, I saw was Harry Thomas Riddle/Potter. After seeing that name my eyes rolled back into my head and the last thing I remembered were strong arms catching me as I started to fall.
Before I continue I think you should know about the summer before my 6th year. Uncle didn't take to kindly to the Order's threat, and locked me and all my things in the basement as soon as we got to number 4. Later that evening he came down to the basement and started beating me, I welcomed it I knew I deserved it I was a murderer after all I had killed Sirius, Bertha, my mom, my dad, and countless others. My reaction confused him so he threatened me one of his favorite things to do, but I couldn't bring myself to care. He told me that every three days I would write to my friends and the order, with him reading them before they were sent out, and that my chores would increase since those 'freaks', as he had called them, threatened him and his family.
My summer continued in that way with Voldemort sending visions every night of what he would do to me and my friends once he got a hold of us, not to mention the decrease of food and not knowing what was going on in the wizarding world. My 'friends' were unable to send me any letters and I never got any replies, I continued to blame myself for all the people that died because of me even if it was indirectly. My uncle beating me every night he got home for one thing or another, then one night I had been locked in the basement all day he came down for his usual beating but this time he didn't stop with beating me and had chained me to my bed after ripping all my clothes off. He proceeded to rape me all the time saying I was a dirty little freak and a murderer who didn't deserve such an honor of having him rape me, the thing is I actually started believing him. He raped me every night of the summer after that and invited friends to too of course they paid him.
When September first rolled around he didn't want to lose his fuck toy but even more so didn't want to face the anger of a full grown wizard so he took me to the station early and told me not to tell any one, like I would want to any ways. I crossed the barrier finding that the train was already there, I quickly boarded grabbed a compartment and placed several locking and silencing charms up. I then cast the most powerful glamoure charm I knew. I kept the spells up until we got to Hogwarts because I wasn't ready to face my so called friends yet.
A.N: Hey everyone sorry it's short, but I'm not really sure if anyone is even reading this guess that depends on what the title becomes, any way please review it's hard to know if I should continue when people don't review, any comments are appreciated thanks.