Losing my humanity
Prologue
It was a rainy night at Hogwarts castle, and Harry Potter stood in the owlery, tying some letters onto two school owls. Although it was dark, anyone could clearly see the tears running down his face as he put on his invisibility cloak and snuck down the tower. At the foot of the stairs stood Albus Dumbledore. Greeting Harry as he took off the cloak, they made the journey to the great hall in comfortable silence. This soon turned awkward as they stood at the door.
The boy, or rather man that was the so-called Chosen-one was going through the incidents that led up to this moment. A few weeks ago Harry had been called to the headmaster's office. There Dumbledore had replaced his schedule with a new one that focused on building his physical strength and his unarmed combat drills, Using a combination of legilimency and one on one training sessions with both Lupin and Mad-Eye-Moody.
His current state was one most men could only dream of. His body resembled an ancient Greek statue; rock hard abs, a toned stomach and biceps that looked like they could lift a horse. Nearly all they girls in the school had been sneaking looks at him for the past week or so, including Hermione, the very girl Harry had had a not so small crush on for the past 3 years, ever since he saw her at the Yule ball.
Then a week ago Dumbledore had summoned him for his weekly check ups and had started a discussion of how he planned to defeat Voldemort. When it became increasingly clear that all he really had planned was to rush Riddle manor and hope for the best, Dumbledore had brought up the idea from one of his pet projects, Project X, in Canada. It gave the subject superhuman abilities, including super fast healing, heightened senses and reactions and an assortment of other tips and tricks.
After stressing that he should not share this with anyone, not even Ron or Hermione, he bade harry farewell and gave him until Friday to come to a decision. Harry had made it within an hour however, and spent the week isolating himself from his friends. His two best friends had been too wrapped up in each over to notice it however. Although it pained Harry somewhat, he told himself it was necessary to stop Voldemort hurting the people he loved.
After he had threatened to hex Ginny if she kept on flirting with him, he was finally isolated; most of Gryffindor was to concerned about the fast approaching exams to pay much notice. He had written letters to say goodbye to his "friends", and told them not to come after him. He explained Dumbledore was with him, and he was safe.
And now he stood on the mat of the great hall, waiting for the portkey to activate. As the clock chimed twelve, he firmly gripped the scroll in front of him and got whisked away to Canada.
He stumbled into the atrium of what looked very similar to the English ministry of magic one. The statue in the fountain was of an Eskimo mage facing of against a polar bear. His revelry was brought short by a man in a white lab coat greeting Dumbledore, giving Harry a glance over before escorting them to a flying carpet.
The carpet sent them hurtling down into what was obviously a dungeon of sorts, filled by complex machinery. In the center of the room was a large chair that had all sorts of needles strapped to it. It was this chair that Harry was dragged into. The workers proceeded to strap him down by clamps.
Once he was firmly secured the workers scurried off to a safe distance. One of them went to a huge switch in the center of a console, while two scientists came up to Harry's podium followed by Dumbledore.
"Harry, the needles are for two reasons. The first is to inject adamantium into your body, which will replace your blood and bond to your bones. The others are for the Nano machines. These will increase the factors we talked about, and give you extendable claws for your hands, telekinesis, various psychic abilities and allow you to shoot lasers from you eyes. You can also fly using wings that grow out of your back."
While he was telling Harry this scientists had connected him up to the needles. They now stood back with the others as the man pulled the switch. The lights flickered, and Harry was screaming from the pain. It was all over quickly and Harry jerked out of the needles and lay there panting. As he regained his senses he heard a man telling Dumbledore to obliviate him. As his brain realized this was a danger, he went into a combat mode. He ripped off his bindings, throwing them to the ground and extended his claws to slash through Dumbledore's hand. As Dumbledore screamed and the ministry employees went into shock, Harry smashed through a nearby window, extended his wings and soared off into the night sky.