Also ignore the pename its a typo i never got around to changing
disclaimer: I Dont Own Harry Potter it belongs to J.k. Rowling. I am just using her characters for the time being
Harry finally snaps
It has always been believed that harry potter was a powerful wizard. For the most part this is true . But the fact that he was raised by the dursleys a family with such a hatred of magic they took it out on their nephew. This caused harry to subconsciously suppressed his magic only allowing it out in time of great pattern continued at Hogwarts. One main example is the patrounus he cast in his third year. But every person has a breaking point and when you add in a person with powerful magic wichh he suppressed him self. This breaking point could result in either a powerful explosion of magic destroying everything around him and himself. or a person with impressive power amazizing control and a slight hint of madness. That is were we begin our story.
Harry Potter The-Boy-Who Lived or as he refers to him self "just harry" was having a bad day. No Bad day dosent even begin to describe it. He had just returned from his fifth year of hogwarts and predictably his Uncle vermin Sorry vernon decided that no freak could tell him what to do and decided to teach his nephew a lesson. Now this wouldn't have been as bad except well he still had some issues left over from the DOM.
'Why The bloody hell should i take this ' harry thought after waking up from the unconsciousness state his uncle had put him when he herd the next sentance from down stairs.
" Boy get your freakish ass down hear right now. Or do i have to teach you another lesson."
Harry closed his eyes and whispered "enough That the final straw"
his eyes snapped open and glowed a sickly green a mad smile made it's way across his face. And a a laugh trough his lips.
Historians in the wizard world would call this the day thier world changed for the better.
But those poor unfortunet souls trapped in a dungeons underneath what once was hogwarts never to escape with their leader dead. would always remember it as the day the light failed its savior.
After all history is written by the victor
An/ This is my First story its just somthing i tought id try i have always read stories but never writen one well read and review