Harry Potter/Kaede (Lucy)

Disclaimer: Neither of the stories belongs to me.

Warning: Contain violence and lot of death

What if Harry Potter learned to control magic before he was trained to be submissive? "Abandoned" by Vernon Dursley in Kamakura at the age of six, Harry is not worried at all. He can protect himself. The young girl with pink hair and horns doesn't seems to be able to though. Hmmm…Seeing that she isn't part of the human that he hated wholeheartedly, he would tolerate and protect her…for the time being.

Kaede always knew she was different, unique. Now if she can only just prove that to the new boy at the orphanage…

Prologue

"Boy! We are here, get out!" His uncle's booming voice echoed in the car. As Harry turn to glance at him emotionlessly and Vernon's huge bulk immediately flinched from the causal glance of the young skinny boy. He can hear the quivering scared undertone from his uncle's false bravery, he scoffed silently to himself, Humans… I wonder how can I ever have been scared of them.

"Lay a finger on me and you are dead. Raise your voice at me again, you're dead. You don't have any power over me, dear uncle Vernon." Harry stated calmly, sitting straight in the seat and gave the huge man a condescending smirk, his beautiful green emerald eyes glittering dangerously, "Learn your place or join the rest of them in hell." "You…you can't do that. You promised, you promised!" The fat man blinks rapidly as the beads of sweats continue to fall into his eyes, his huge frame shrinking from fear.

"…Move," Harry demand as he got out of the car and the hulking man immediately obey, skittering to the side like a frightened puppy would response to his master. The utmost fear of the full grown gigantic man display toward the malnourished, tiny child is ridiculous. He barely reach his thigh even on his tippy-toe! Yet, one well-directed gaze managed to reduce the man into a pile of boneless mass. "Don't you dare to contradict me, Vernon," the child hiss dangerously, "You and I both knows that the only reason I didn't kill you right on the spot as I did with the other two of my disgusting relatives are because they are watching and I need you to leave the country, to run as far away as you can and draw them away."

His glare intensified as he sneer at the groveling adult, "What? You think just because I'm reluctant to kill you that you are safe from me?" His uncle shake his head violently and gave him a pleading glance, "No…no, please…no-" His pathetic pleads are abruptly cut off as his nephew's face darkened. "So you think you still have ground to make any request, huh? It seems like my two days of past training with you are not as effective as I thought it would be." he mused and pondered out loud softly, rhythmically tap his lip as a thinking gesture, driving the older man into an even more frantic, mindless state.

Harry held out a hand and point at him, smiling darkly in grim satisfaction as the man is reduce to a shivering lump. He raise his arm and the wild magic pour out of his petite form to do his bidding, effectively levering the man off the ground in a strangling hold against a tree. "Now, now," He chaste the suffocating grown man with gentle tone like one would use on small children, "Quit struggling that much, you are making a big mess." Vernon ceased his movement with a whimper as Harry's magic closed down upon him.

A mischievous grin graced Harry's lips and the fascinating color of his eyes deepen further with malicious intent as a brilliant idea occurred to him, he rub his little hands together in glee, "You know what? This is actually fun. I never really got to play with little Duddikins and dear Aunt Petunia before they die on me." He pout innocently with genuine disappointment before his eyes brighten and he clap out of pure happiness at the thought of all the pain he can inflict on the man before him, " Now what say you that we try exactly how much I can make you bleed and how many bones I can break before I would be forced to heal you?" Harry cock his head and pretend to listen to his uncle's answer before nodding solemnly with a evil grin directed straight at the terrified man. "Don't worry, I won't let you die." he promise to the quivering mass that cannot move an inch nor make a sound to express his terror in a half-heart attempt to soothe his about-to-be victim.

Piss drip down the mans' leg and form a puddle on the ground directly beneath him. Harry wrinkle his brows and took a step back at the sight to escape the foul smell. "Ewww…" He cover his nose with a small dainty hand and eye the mess with disgust, "That's just disgusting. I'm really disappointed with you, Vernon. Just when I was ready to have some fun too…Oh well, just as a warning, one more drip, I will make you lick it all up." He smile angelically at his uncle and fold his hands neatly at his back, "After all, Aunt Petunia always told me to clean up after myself. I'm a good boy. We should do as she says, don't you think?" He look into the man's eyes filled with wordless terror and horror, and gave him a wink, "Now that we got all the rules down…"

"Then let the fun begin."