Harry Potter and the Power to Fight Back
By:DarkSoulMage
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Chapter One: That's It!
It had been a tough summer for everyone. With the storms that were plaguing the British isles there was little people could do besides sit in their homes and hope for them to blow over. For one boy this extremely unsettling, he was not a normal boy by any means, but still liked the norm he had gotten used to when he came home from school every summer. This boy's name was one that was feared through out the neighborhood of Privet Drive, his name was Harry Potter. A boy who was sorely misunderstood, he was a wizard though the muggles didn't know it. To them he was just a criminal boy who went to St. Brutices School for criminal boys which is of course a lie spread by the magic hating muggles he lived with. Every summer he had to return to the putrid house so that his family would stay safe along with him. He was in his fifth year at his magic school Hogwarts.
Depressed and alone harry sat in his room depressed over the return of Voldemort, the most dark and evil wizard to ever exist. He single handedly brought darkness and discontent to the entire world. As harry sat there he thought about the graveyard and all that had happened not to long ago. He felt the anger and fury rush trough him as he thought of wormtail shooting the killing curse at the poor handsome boy that was ignorant to the workings of voldemort. Also fueling his anger was the fact that Dumbledore had left him here to rot with the Dursleys. He thought over all the lives that had been killed in the fight against voldemort, all the families, friends, wives and husbands torn apart because of voldemort. It was time; it was time for him to learn to fight back. Too long had he sat there being useless, too long had the society he lived in been too afraid to stand in unity against the evil tyrant. Harry knew that Hogwarts wasn't enough; they were too bigoted against the dark and the light. He would have to move to a different country to study all the magic he could. He would start plans tomorrow. Everything would be fool proof. He lay down to bed thinking of ways to get out of the mess he was in. he didn't think of the nightmares that came with sleep. He only thought of the satisfaction of getting away from it all.
During all of this there was a strange occurrence around Privet Drive. In a neighboring bird bath if anyone would care to look you would see a strange face hidden within as if watching everything. The voice spoke with a deep rumbling baritone. "Soon harry, soon I will be able to take you to a place where you want to be. Soon it shall be so." And the image vanished without another word.
The sun rose in the eastern sky that morning with a flourish. The birds chirping and a sharp light from the window awoke a young boy in number 4 with a start. He had not dreamt of the graveyard that night. Harry silently jumped for joy as he looked at the clock. It was six thirty in the morning. Harry went and took a quick shower and got dressed in the awful hand me downs that came from Dudley, his whale of a cousin. As harry got back to his room he started to pack everything he would need, he left behind all of his school work and things to do with the school Hogwarts. In order to start a new life he needed to let go of the past. Once done he grabbed a piece of parchment and a spare pencil he stole from his uncle's entable and started to write down a list of things he needed to do.
1. Get to Diagon Alley
2. Go to gringots and get money and any info on inheritances
3. Find new school to go to.
4. New place to live
5. Figure out what to train myself in
6. Get into shape.
7. Find out a way to train.
After doing this he stuffed it in his pocket. He reached into his trunk and pulled out his invisibility cloak and picked up his now very light trunk and hauled it to the hallway towards the stairs. As soon as he was there he saw his uncle come out of his bedroom. Instantly harry reacted and threw the cloak around him and the trunk to see which way his uncle would go. Relived as he saw his uncle go to the bathroom harry finished lugging the trunk down stairs. He waited for his uncle to come downstairs and fetch the morning paper. He wasn't disappointed when he came lumbering down the stairs in a half daze. As he opened he stood there and stretched he took in the fresh morning air. As he turned to pick up the newspaper showing harry his abnormally large fat arse. Just as he stood up one of the neighbors happened by and Vernon went to talk to the fellow. Leaving a gap for harry to squeeze through.
As he got further away from the wretched house he began to feel like a dead weight had been lifted from his life. As soon as he got far away enough he took out his wand and stuck it straight in the air and instantly as a triple decker purple bus appeared. As soon as it stopped harry threw the cloak around him and his luggage. As the doors opened Stan Stuntpike came out and started to read the little tid bit of info about the night bus. Then harry slipped on and went to the way back and sat down.
For a long time harry sat at the back end of the night bus waiting for someone to stop at the Leaky Cauldron. But by the stroke of three in the afternoon a nice looking witch with a lot of luggage came on and stated her destination "The Leaky Cauldron please" the woman said in an exasperated voice from carrying the entire luggage on. With a blast they were off and in less then five minutes later they were at the leaky cauldron. While they were unloading the large amount of luggage harry slipped off and went into the bar. Once inside he slipped passed the people in the place and went around behind the bar. Waiting around the corner for Tom to come nearer so he could whisper without being overheard. With some luck Tom came shuffling over.
"Psssst" harry said in an almost silent whisper. Tom looked around wildly, "Tom, in need a room and I need no one to find out about it!" harry whispered again to the ancient bartender. With a nod he went to the boxes where he kept his room keys. Taking one he walked up the stairs hoping the person would follow. As he reached the second floor of the establishment in room 31, Tom opened the door and walked inside. As harry followed he closed the door and threw off the cloak. "Hello Tom, it is nice to see you again. Before we start taking I would like you to set up some privacy wards." With and eager nod tom took out his wand and did some waving and muttering under his breath.
"There you go Mister Potter, my it is good to see you again, what brings you here to our fine establishment?" tom asked with what seemed genuine curiosity. "well Tom, I have been looking over my life lately and I been seeing that it is not going at all the way I want it so I decided to take my life in my hands. I will be staying here for a few days to check my inheritances and to do some major shopping. Also I intend to do a ton of research. I won't be able to pay you until a little while after I am gone if that is ok?" harry said. He didn't know why he trusted the old bartender but he knew that he would not spill his secrets but just to be sure, "tom before we go any further I would like you to take a wizards oath stating that you will tell no one of my being here. I know you are trustworthy but I just can't help being paranoid with voldemort out there after my blood." "I understand mister potter and I am not offended at all. I here by swear by my magic and my very soul that I will tell no one of the appearance of Mister Harold James Potter at my establishment so smote it be." And with a swirl of magic everything went quiet. Harry ordered breakfast call at nine that morning. And with that harry bid Tom good night.
After tom left headwig, harry's trusty companion landed on the open window. Harry moved over to the desk and wrote a letter to gringots requesting a meeting with one of the inheritance specialists. He closed it with a wax seal and put his finger print on it. Sending it off harry went to bed for the night.
Woo one chapter done. I know you have questions and don't feel afraid to ask them. I might not write another for a while. I have job orientation coming up and I might be to busy. AND PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!