HARRY POTTER: THE MERGE
CHAPTER 1 - PROLOGUE
Disclaimer
I don't own any characters or plots or anything really of JKR and the HP series. Heck, I don't even own this computer it's a rental. So yeah no lawsuits please xD…because I wouldn't even own that now would I?
Story Summary:
Harry Potter is a horcrux but what will happen when the horcruxes due to being in a "live" host makes the horcruxes try to remerge. The story also takes on a slightly darker view than most. Harry isn't exactly evil but he isn't good either.
Author Notes
Hello all! I haven't attempted to write a story in quite some time. Main reason being honestly… I am more into reading than writing. This is an idea though I have been playing with for a while in my head and I wanted to finally make it fanfiction. I read a lot of fanfiction and I maybe have only read one other fanfiction where it even remotely came close to this idea.
It needs to be noted that I am not into the whole "go strictly by JKR" theme stuff so expect custom personalities, custom characters, and any other little surprises I may have just waiting to come out. I have never had real training to write a story so if my way of writing is wrong do please let me know. I don't claim to be a Grammar Nazi either so if you are going to eye twinge every three seconds you may want to consider elsewhere.
Oh one last thing I will "attempt" to base stuff off of British terms but please keep in mind I am an American. Things such as °C I may list as °F and etc. If you happen to catch something though do let me know. I also do not know British cuisine so yeah… xD…
(Scene Note: I should warn you in advance there is a small part of child abuse in this section but to be expected with it being the Durseleys some things just do NOT change sadly. I hope they rot in hell one day personally. )
June 5, 1985 – Dursley Residence
It was a fairly cool night in June by normal standards around 07°C. There was a slight chill in the air that drafted through the small doorway cracks that bristled against the occupant's skin. Only one of them of course not having a blanket or jacket on them. Thankfully that one person had overgrown hand-me-downs that while disgusting to look at kept the poor child warmer than normally they would.
It was on this night though that a horse like lady and a whale like man; Petunia and Vernon Dursley had sat Harry Potter down on the ground next to the couch they were sitting on, of course Harry Potter wasn't allowed on the furniture he was a freak after all. And freaks weren't allowed to do much of anything.
Petunia Dursley sweetly smiled down at the boy glaring hatred obviously with her eyes betraying her voice, "Now freak, it is time for you to get more responsibilities. We were gracious enough to take you in after my sister and her nothing good husband died in a car wreck we allowed you to stay here and showed you the love and adoration any freak needs. "
Harry Potter stared up at his Aunt…no he already decided he wouldn't consider the foul bitch that…Bitch he stared up at that bitch mouth agape not in astonishment cause nothing these sick bastards said or did concerning him surprised him anymore. No, his mouth was agape in horror. What more do they want from me? I already do basically everything for you! What's next? I need to wipe for the whale and his son?
"S-Sure Aunt Tuny what do you need me to do?" Harry Potter finally was able to stutter out through his horror stricken and gritted teeth now.
"Our sweet Dudders is so busy trying to help everyone else we have decided that you will do his homework and if Dudders asks for your help him with any of his schoolwork you will do that too and I don't want to hear any complaining from you! Dudders is trying so hard to do everything and I can just tell how much stress he is totally under..."
Harry Potter almost lost it when she said that the fat fuck of a son Dudley Dursley was stressed. IF there was anything stressful in that tub of lard he would agree it would be the weight he is standing on. Being almost five years old and already weighing around 3.3 stones yep that has to be stressful!
Now Harry Potter may not be the smartest person in the world but even he in all of his four year old (and Non Pre-K wisdom as of course the Dursleys were too dam cheap for the freak to go to preschool) mind knew this was taking it just way too far.
Recently, a lot of times if his emotions got the best of him strange things started to happen that nobody could really explain. He just knew it had something to do with him being different, being a freak. Well anyway, this seems to be one of those times cause when Harry Potter looked up and finally closed his fish mouth he just started to shake. His vision started to change and it was like the actual temperature in the room just dropped lower.
Vernon being the worried guardian he is his pudgy face starts to redden and go purple. His eyes start bulging and you can just smell his putrid breath coming out in thin wisps of smoke; " BOY! Stop this nonsense you are doing! As Tuny has already said we have graciously allowed you to live here, we have supplied for you, nourished you, and we demand you pay your due! I SAID STOP IT!"
Harry could only ball his hands into tight fists. There was this strange power, almost like a rhythm of a set of strings vibrating or something. What is this? What is happening? Harry let out a ferocious growl baring teeth and in a deep voice that just promised pain "You do not control me. I have had it with you and your "demands" of me. Any normal child my age wouldn't be treated like this….and I WON"T STAND FOR IT!"
With that statement a loud bang resonated through the house, the filthy poor excuse of guardians rooted in their seats in pure fear when they felt the house literally shake.
"BOY! SNAP OUT OF IT!" Shouted Vernon as he stood up. "I AM WARNING YOU!"
When Vernon got no response, Vernon knew of only one thing to do:
*WHAM* *WHAM* Two punches to the body the feelings of fear and the room temperature started to rise back to normal once again as the helpless Harry Potter laid sprawled on the floor.
"Tuny, we can't keep letting this happen you and I both know this." He has to learn to control his…freakishness. I will put him back in his cupboard go write a letter to that dammed old fool that brought this spawn upon us. Tell him, we need help. His earlier er…treatment doesn't seem to be working. "
With that said the Durseleys went about their life, while contacting the Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.
Will everything stay the same? What is going to happen?
A/N: About updating: I will probably be updating once every 1-2 weeks depending on my schedule. I am doing a lot of traveling job searching and all so I don't always have access to a computer right now. Expect chapters to be about 7.5k-10k words. This prologue is mainly to get the story started off. I had a few different ideas how to kind of kick it off but thought this was the most ideal to kind of gather some suspense.