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This is my first HP fanfic...so be gentle...and make sure you leave a review cause it really helps...also i am not sure if i am finished with this Chapter but i just wanted to get some comments and reviews...Sorry

Chapter 1

Just Another Day on Privet Drive

Harry awoke in the middle of the night, just like every night after his return from his fourth year at Hogwarts. Every time he would close his eyes he would see Cedric's cold dead eyes staring right at him. Filled with life before, then suddenly wiped away with a flash of bright green light. Then he would see Cho Chang, a Ravenclaw witch who he himself had a crush on but was also Cedric's girlfriend. How many times did he hate Cedric for asking her to the Yule Ball before he got a chance to ask her or being his "one that he would most miss" for the second task of the Triwizard Tournament? How many times he wished that Cedric was gone and leaved Cho to himself. Now he finally has the chance to be with her but his feeling of guilt and remorse in his heart, he knew that he can never be with her. How could he look into her eyes or the eyes of Cedric's parents knowing that it was he who was responsible for taking away their loved one? The stress on his mind was too much to handle it was killing him. The only way to cope with this feeling was to force himself to sleep, just like every night before.

"Boy, get your arse down here and make us breakfast" screamed Uncle Vernon.

Harry has been making breakfast every morning since his Aunt Petunia started her gardening classes. Harry did not mind because it took his mind of his constant struggle raging in his head and he had no energy left from the lack of sleep to protest. Also, since Aunt Petunia strict diet plan for Dudley made breakfast a lot simpler to prepare, which usually consist of orange juice and gram crackers.

After the minute breakfast, Dudley ran upstairs, "THUD, THUD, THUD." Only to return with a smile on his face.

"Dad! Dad! Can I do this?" Dudley pleaded showing Uncle Vernon a yellow flyer. "PLEASE, PLEASE!" With a huge smile on his face.

Harry was sick of everything that dealt with happiness, especially if it included Dudley's happiness. Dudley's glees of joy caused Harry's head to hurt, so he headed upstairs to try and sleep in his room.

"Where do you think your going?" said Uncle Vernon. "All you every do is eat and sleep, why don't you try working in the Garden?" He turned to Dudley, "Dudley, I let you join this but you have to take him" pointing to Harry with his nose and a smug look on his face.

"NO! If I bring him, I'll be the laughing stack of the class!" said Dudley. Harry was amazed at Uncle Vernon. When did he ever let me do anything that Dudley every wanted? Maybe this is a new side of Uncle Vernon, a better side Harry thought.

"Why father, WHY!?" Dudley cried, but Harry notice Uncle Vernon motion Dudley to come closer and he whispered in his son's ear, still staring at Harry with evil look on his face. Then all of Harry's questions were answered when an evil grin started to form on Dudley's chubby face and he knew then, that something was wrong.

"The wimp boy coming with me, the wimp boy coming with me" Dudley spoke in a sing song voice. He walked up to Harry and pushed him hard on the chest, forcing Harry into a wall. Anger started to fill Harry's mind, all thoughts of sorrow was wiped clean and his cheeks flared up. He gave a menacing glare to Dudley causing him to flinch. Although Harry was lighter than Dudley, his growth spurt over the year brought him a few inches taller.

Confused, Dudley was only able to mumble "Um…you better…um…get ready CAUSE WE'ER LEAVING IN 30 MINUTES." Believing he won the confrontation with Harry, Dudley regained his composure and Dudley made a fist and punched it into his other hand trying to glare at Harry with the same degree. Harry neither flinched nor backed down from him.

Dudley was the one to break the silence by running off to his room to get ready. With this Harry ran towards Uncle Vernon, who still had his "superior look" on his face, and snatched it from his hand. Harry stood there in shock.

TIRED OF BEING PUSHED AROUND?

Wanna be prepared for any physical confrontation?

Well here is your chance.

Learn How To Fight. Learn The Secrets of Kung Fu.

FIRST FIVE LESSONS ARE FREE!

@ SUI LUM PAI

"Well, what are you waiting for? Go upstairs and get ready!" said Uncle Vernon

"But…" lost for words, Harry couldn't believe what his Uncle was putting him into.

"No, Buts...get changed and I expect you to be downstairs in ten minutes!" said Uncle Vernon.

Harry's mind raced. What am I going to do? There must be a reason why Uncle Vernon allowed me to go with Dudley. How can I stand up to him, his over 100 pounds heavier than me. That's it, Uncle Vernon thinks Dudley can push me around in this class but if I use magic I…damn! I can't use magic, there are probably too many Muggles there. Having no other choice or great plans, which was usually Hermione department, got his things ready and went downstairs.

The drive to the gym was not that far, it was five minutes away. Knowing Uncle Vernon he'll probably pick Dudley early and force me to walk home Harry thought. How was he going to survive this, not only would he be stuck with Dudley but there would probably be boys twice the size of him just waiting to pummel him to death and he was stuck without his wand. Usually, Harry was able to get out of sticky situations with his trusty wand. Voldemort himself was unable to kill him because of his wand, but he threw that idea out of his head because it brought memories of Cedric.

When they arrived at the gym, Harry got out of the car and saw the sign, a tiger on one side and a dragon that reminded him of the horntail he faced on the first task, on the other and in the middle was SUI LUM PAI. He looked through the window to see grow me sparring with each other. Ouch Harry thought as one guy got a swift kick to the head. What am I doing here? These guys can throw me across the room if they wanted. Harry shivered as he followed Dudley into the room who was making sounds of glee as they entered.

"HEY!" yelled a young Asian male who looked to be in his 20's. "You two" looking at Harry and Dudley. "Pay respect before you enter the dojo." Dudley and Harry looked confused at each other. Dudley then searched in his pockets and brought out five pounds. "Um…I only have five pounds" said Dudley cautiously.

The room started to fill with laughter. "No, I mean bow before you enter the room like this," putting his hands directly on his sides and tilting his head forward while Harry and Dudley followed. "Now sit here with the other kids and wait for Sifu to arrive." With this Harry and Dudley sat on the floor and waited. Looking around the room Harry noticed flimsy swords, staffs, some spears that look as flimsy as the swords. He notice hanging scrolls with Chinese writing on them filling the walls of the room. Harry looked at the others sitting down with him and notice that many of them were larger then him. Even though Harry grew taller, he was still skin and bone compared to the others but to his own comfort there were also kids younger and smaller than he was.

"Good morning" came a voice directly behind Harry. Harry turned to find a scrawny old man with white hair and a white beard no longer than Dumbledores. He was no taller than Harry and a small hint of an accent. Everyone in the room stopped and turned around to face the old man and then bowed. Harry was reminded of Dumbledore because of the energy that filled the room once he entered.

Nodding towards the new students he inspected each person with his steady eyes. Then he came to Harry, starring into his eyes, Harry felt his soul being pierced by some unknown force and then he stopped and smiled. "Thank you for joining us today, I am Sifu Chow"

A hand little hand rose up "What a Sifu?" asked the young girl.

"Sifu is Chinese for teacher." Walking back and forth in front of the class he started to speak again "First, we start with what Kung Fu means. Kung means energy and Fu means time.

Dudley was starting to get anxious and raised his hand quickly, "When do we learn to fight?" he asked impatiently while others asked the same question, over and over. Sifu raised his hands and motioned for them to quiet down.

"Ah, so you want to learn how to fight?" With this a cheer from, what Harry notice, all the big teens. "You want to learn how to, how do you say it…KICK SOME ASS!" said Sifu Chow followed by another cheer from the boys. "Well" he looked at Harry "what does FU mean again?"

"Um…time" Harry answered with some uncertainty.

"Yes, time…with time I will teach you how to protect yourself if your ever in danger. I will teach you first how control the mind and with this you can control your body. The body cannot exist without the mind and with out the mind you will end up on defeat." said the old man.

"DEFEAT!" yelled a young man. "I never lost in a school fight before and I can probably kick your scrawny arse too." With this the young man jumped up and towered over the old man, he was probably a foot taller than Sifu Chow. Harry noticed that the advance students just glanced toward the argument and started to spar again. What are they doing? Someone had got to stop this cause this guy is going to kill hi. Then to his surprise Sifu Chow started to walk away. What is he doing turning his back on the enemy?! Harry notice the young man start to go after him and right before Harry tried to stand, the young man threw a punch.

"SIFU WATCH OU…." But before he completed his sentence the young man was down. Sifu Chow moved with such quickness that Harry could barely see what had happen. Harry stared at the young man's face and notice two bruises developing on both of his eyes and one broken nose. Three HITS! Harry blinked again with his mouth hanging open as well as the other new students. I only saw one! It was like…MAGIC.

*****

After the incident with the young man, the class continued without any interruptions. Two of Sifu Chow's students had to drag the poor boy outside to wait for his father. Harry noticed that he was not the only one who was still in awe of the Masters performance. Sifu Chow continued to explain the philosophy of Kung-Fu and how it is important to train the mind. "Once the mind is strong, anything is possible."

"Well, enough talking, I think some of you are getting restless. Get up! Because this is your first class, I will teach you only two things. First, the stances. There is Horse, Snake, Tiger, and Crane." as he said this he switch into different stances with one fluid motion. "The Horse stance is first and most basic stance. Now you all try."

Harry spread his feet to two feet apart, brought his fists to his mid section and bended down, just as the Sifu showed him. As he did this, Sifu Chow went around the room commenting on each and every students stances. He looked at Dudley who was struggling to get is correct. "Now you must stay like that for 1 minute" said Sifu Chow.

One minute! Harry thought as he started to feel his legs give in. His skinny legs were not used to the harsh workout and he never had the need to use his legs in Quidditch. He looked around and most kid were having the same trouble that he was having. A lot of them were standing up from exhaustion but Harry thought tried his best to stay in the stance for that one agonizing minute.

"Pain leads to Fear" said Sifu Chow "Fear is the mind killer." Harry tried to pay attention to what Sifu Chow was saying but his legs were starting to shake uncontrollably. I think this is longer than a minute. Harry closed his eyes to fight the pain that started to fill his body. He remembered the Cruciatus Curse that Vodermort used on him. The pain was unbearable.

"What are you complaining about this is nothing" said a voice in his head.

"But I can't..." thought Harry

"You felt the Cruciatus Curse and you fought the Imperius Curse, this is nothing" Then Harry's mind started to drift outside of his body. The pain disappeared and then he was suddenly awakened by Dudley yelling his name. "HARRY" When Harry opened his eyes he noticed the whole room staring at him with an awe expression on their faces.

"Harry" said Sifu Chow "You may sit down, it has been three minutes already." To Harry's surprise a smile developed on Sifu Chow's face. As Harry took his seat he felt extremely uncomfortable with the stares that the whole room was giving him. Some of the kids were muttering "show off" or "stupid git."

"Why do you think Harry was able to stand much longer then everyone else?" he asked the class. "He was able to control his mind to shut out the pain. Am I right Harry" Not wanting to bring more attention to himself, Harry gave a simple nod. "The second thing I will teach you is to control your mind through breathing. Breathing gives life, and with proper breathing you shut out pain. Everyone has an inner force, some more than others. That inner force is what we Chinese call CHI. Breathing correctly helps you focus that CHI which then helps you focus your mind.

"First, close your eyes. Breath through you nose, picture that air travel up into your mind, then down into your stomach, now hold it there" as Harry followed, he felt a calmness that went through his body. "Then release the air through your mouth." With that, Harry thoughts of regret and sorrow left his body. "This is the most fundamental and important part of Kung-Fu, the ability to breath right allows you to focus your CHI. Inner demons that plague the mind can be fought by this simple techniques. MIND OVER MATTER" said Sifu Chow and with this he dismissed the class.

As Harry and the others got up to leave, he notice Uncle Vernon waiting for them in the car. "Harry" called a voice behind him. He turned to see Sifu Chow motioning for him to come over. "I been meaning to talk to you" he said as Harry walked back toward the teacher. "What you did was very impressive, it takes a student months of training to control their mind like that, have you taking Martial Arts before?"

"No" said Harry

"Well, good. It is not every time I get a student with your natural ability, I expect you to come back tomorrow, same time. Alright" with that Harry nodded but a question was eating at him he had to ask.

"Sifu, remember that young man, you hit him three times, but I was only able to see one hit."

"Ah, very perceptive aren't we Harry? Well, my mind is clear from all other outside disturbances. I am able to think clearly and focus all my energy to this one task." said Sifu Chow. As he said this he look into Harry's eyes just as he did at the begging of class. "Harry, is there anything that is troubling you?"

"Um...well I have nightmares about..." Harry could not continue, the guilt of Cedric's death started to fill his thoughts.

"Nightmares? Well, you know that breathing technique you just learned?" Harry nodded "Right before you go to sleep, sit down and practice the technique for thirty minutes. Going to sleep with a troubled mind, will lead to troubled dreams. Okay?"

"Yes, Sifu" Harry then bowed and turn to see Uncle Vernon. Well, I guess I am walking home then.

END OF CHAPTER ONE

What will Harry Potter do next? Will Nightmares Still Plague His Mind?

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