second story yippee.

I personally don't like the name Harry and so will be changing his name for the stories I write with him as the main character, if you don't like that then I ask that you don't read.

I don't own anything of Harry Potter but for the plot, the creature and one of the characters.

These stories will be re-posted when they get the mistakes corrected, but until then enjoy. And I thank both the people who are reading my stories and the one who is taking the time to check over my writing, I know it takes awhile and with all they have to do in their own lives it is kind of them to take the time to check these out for me.

who should harry be together with?

Lucius
Severus
Draco
Blasie
Charlie

Chapter One

Harry was killed the first day that he was left with his relatives, they had shoved him in the cupboard under the stairs forgetting he was there; they only fed him once before they left for supper with his aunt Marge. What they did not know was that some small time crooks- a group of four- had decided to rob their house, they trashed it and took any valuables that they could find.

When little baby Harry gave a cry one of the robbers looked under the stairs for the noise, where he pulled Harry from his crib.

"Shut up!" one yelled at Harry only to have him cry louder kicking his legs and swinging his arms.

"Will someone just shut that kid up!" one snapped pulling his gun and pointing it at the others waiting for one of them to act. When none of them were fast enough for him he put a bullet into little Harry's chest, it went right through and lodged into the heart of the person that was holding him trying to shush him.

"You killed them, that was not part of the deal!" another yelled only to have the gun pointed at him.

"Shut up, I killed the kid for noise don't think i would not kill you too!" he snarled, "Grab what we came for and lets get out of here." he said grabbing the bag at the dead body's feet.

"What about him?" the last one asked pointing at the body of their member.

"Leave him, he is no good to us and he will just slow us down. The cops will be here any minute." he said kicking the bodies over. They each moved out the back door and ran off down the road just in time, the cops had pulled up just as they got out of sight. They had gotten a call of complaints a child crying and of gun shots they went to check it out, when they walked in the door after forcing it open the first thing they saw was a man laying in a pool of his own blood.

"Check the rest of the house, I will see if this one is alive," one cop said to his team, he waited for them to obey before he made his way over to the body. He didn't notice the small body until he knelt by the mans side.

"Shit, there is a kid under him. Issacs come help me move the body!" he yelled up the stairs to his partner who came down the stairs to help.

They removed the body from a top that of the child, the first cop moved the child's body placing his fingers on his pulse point seeing if he was alive. His look went to grim to pained when he felt no pulse for the small child.

"There is no one else here, and it looks like they left through the back door before we got here." one said standing in front of him.

"Who leaves a child here by themselves?" another asked bending down by the bodies to pull the hair back from the child's face to see what he looked like, one of the police officers there was a squib from an old pure blood family gasped seeing the scar on his forehead.

"What you know the child?" the one who pushed the hair back asked, she was the only female of the four and the only one who had children of her own at home.

"Only by name, I told you that I was not from around here right? Well he was a child from where I lived and his parents were murdered a day ago, and he was left in the care of his family. I guess he was not taken care of with them." he said bitterly wishing he could harm the family Harry was left with, he only hoped that where ever Harry was he was well looked after.

"Well, Johnson's what is his name?" the apparent leader demanded while Issacs was on the phone calling a medical examiner.

"His name was Harry Potter, he is only a year old and was orphaned before being murdered." he breathed shaking his head at the injustice.

"I want a word with the people watching little Harry," the female spat as they stood leaving the bodies laying on the ground to move near the door waiting for the M.E. to get there.

"You and me both McCissac," Willams, their leader said placing his hand on her shoulder squeezing gently to show she was not alone. The Dursley's

pulled up at that time, they were shocked to see the cops there waiting for them.

"Officers is there something the matter?" Petunia asked holding on to Duddley tightly with one arm and pulling herself closer to Vernon with the other.

"Yes your home was robbed and there are two dead bodies in the home," Willams said walking to meet them in the drive way.

"One of the bodies is that of a robber," Issacs said standing next to his partner.

"And what of the other body?" Vernon asked not thinking of his nephew that he left alone in the house.

"That is of one Harry Potter," McCissac said as they all watched their reactions to the news.

"No one lives here by that name," Vernon said looking at Petunia telling her not to correct him, "Now if you will excuse us we need to find a hotel to stay at so our Dudders can get some sleep in a bed." he said trying to open the door only to find that Johnson has blocked it with his body.

"You are coming with us for questioning, we need to know how Harry got in your house if you did not let him in," he said taking Vernon's arm and walking him to one of the two patrol cars.

"How would I know how a one year old gets any where?" Vernon barked his face darkening the shade of red.

"We never said how old the body was just that it was from that of a Harry Potter," McCissac said walking Petunia to the car before taking Duddley from her arms and putting him in the car seat in the back of Issacs car once he put the seat in the back for her.

The medical examiners came and took the bodies away, the investigators came and went, as they did they found no evidence of another child in the house but for under the stairs where a crib with a blanket and a bottle were left. The Dursley's were sent to trial being labeled guilty for neglect and child endangerment their own son taken away and sentenced to ten years with out parole where the parole would be reviewed at that time.

The magical world was told about Harry and were split about how the thought about his dying, some were overjoyed that the one that killed their Lord was dead and that they would have no problem taking over Wizarding Britain with the one strong enough to stop them dead. The others were saddened that their savior was killed and that they had no one to protect them if a threat from the dark rises. None save a few thought of Harry himself with out thinking about how it effected them.