Chapter 1: Chapter 1
This will all be in Harrys POV
If there is an error point it out and I will try my best to correct it.
This is my first fan fiction so it's bound to be shit.
disclaimer: Harry Potter is a series of fantasy novels written by British author J. K. Rowling and Assassin's Creed is a franchise centred on an action-adventure video-game series developed by Ubisoft
Flashes of lives pass, not mine … someone else's…
White, red clothing, cloaks no robes. Swords, knives, blades. Blood, screaming shouting death! Assassins! death, war, fight! dead…
I startle awake with a name not my own in my head a scream of a … friend?... Calling the name in warning. Etzio?
This isn't the first time I've seen this memory for that's what it is a memory not mine own. Nor is it the only one I've seen many different faces each there own story. I watch these nightmarish lives and learn from them. It must be some of the freakishness uncle vermin goes on about because when I've seen these memories I know instinctively how to do what they did including climbing running and fighting. I'm deadly proficient with a sword or dagger. But I'm a thief a pickpocket not an assassin.
This has been happening a lot since uncle vermin threw me head first into my cupboard. All I did was burn the bacon the fat tub of lard! I was three for crying out loud. But I'm getting sidetracked again.
I am currently sat on the cold rotten floor in a shack on a rock in the middle of the sea. Fun NOT all because of the post, my post that I couldn't read.
While I wait for tubley to move so I can see what time it is my mind begins to wonder. My life was and still is SHIT I'm a slave for all intents and purposes and I know it but I can't tell anyone because I'm too scared to speak, I'm what the mentalist said was a selective mute. Yeah, the school intervened cuz uncle wouldn't. But that's just a ruse. I'm very intelligent a prodigy, a genius. I've had a lot of time to meditate and think and in doing so have created my own library of memories and books in my head completely by accident but helpful none the less. It helps me remember everything literally everything with backups in case something happens the backups are locked and sealed in a hidden assassin styled safe so yeah I ain't forgetting anything. I passed all exams taken in the library including college exams and passed full marks which are awesome and they sent them off so it's official too. (AN: it's my story so if it doesn't happen like this in real life so what)
I will not be attending university because uncle vermin doesn't know about my secret intelligence and I don't plan to tell him either. I told the school board I will be waiting until I'm older so I won't stick out too much and they agreed, another weird thing about me is if I want someone to do something and I tell them verbally they get this glazed look in their eye for a couple seconds and do it.
I've read every book in the library and memorized them, I broke in sometimes doors just don't stay locked and alarms don't go off for some reason so I'm never caught I'm just that awesome.
Oh, tubley moved it's 11:54 pm huh 6 minutes until my birthday. Maybe I should start no restart the thieves guild or find it did they survive? Did the assassins survive? I know the Templars did I've seen them, shiny new name and logo too, they're not very good at hiding.
12:00 am HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me!
BANG! What? BANG! Oh, it's the door BANG! Thud. it fell.
HOLY MOTHER OF HELL HOW IS SOMEONE NOT OBESE AND LARGER THAN UNCLE VERMIN! HE'S HUGE ABSOLUTELY MASSIVE, and yet he's less threatening than tubley.
As I'm thinking this vermin pulls out his gun which is now a pretzel shape. And I'VE GOT CAKE I LOVE CAKE not listening eating cake or at least I was until tubley pushed me away and took it. As a lament my loss of cake (I'm not sulking damn it) I overhear Hagrid cuz that's the guy's name (see I do listen) telling vermin off (isn't that funny) for not telling me about my parents (there dead end of, I don't care) and magic (wait… what?).
…. Time skip cuz I'm lazy …
' THE LEAKY CAULDRON ' because a rundown dark dank pub just screams friendly welcomes (note the sarcasm) I should really pay attention to what's going on because SHIT LARGE CROWD, ever heard of personal space HELP.
Hagrid my ever dumb saviour saves me after he introduces me to the false stutter stuttering pr pro professor squirrel I'm mean quirrel, no I meant squirrel. And out back where a not so awe-inspiring tunnel display happens hey those memory guys kinda ruin thins for ya. And into the middle ages HONESTLY! Its old crowded and outdated (why, oh why and I now surrounded by idiots it's my opinion until proven otherwise).