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Title: White Snow
Author: road-less-travelled
Prologue
"He's not quite all there, I don't think," old Germaine Moore from Number Thirteen said authoritatively, carefully settling her teacup on the saucer and glacing at Helen Briggs from Number Twenty Four as though she were confiding a great secret. "Oh, the child's a genius, no doubt about it, but I've heard that when IQs get as high as his, they sometimes end up a little addled. Apparently his IQ is ridiculously high… something like 200…"
Harry Potter wasn't nearly as unstable as everyone thought he was.
Of course, he was slightly unstable. No one with an IQ of 212 could be perfectly sane, after all.
Several doctors his aunt had taken him to had seriously considered him mildly autistic. He had already completed high school at nine, achieving the highest marks in the school. There were a hundred and fifty students completing twelfth grade that year. Harry had been the hundred and fifty first, and he had achieved full marks for every subject. He was graduating with a master's degree in psychology in a few months. Shortly after his eleventh birthday.
An IQ of 130 or above was considered extremely superior, and only 2.2 of the world's population were in that bracket, many being the lower end of the extremely superior classification. Harry was eighty two points ahead.
Harry's relatives were positively terrified of him. He laughed when he thought about it. There was nothing remotely frightening about a clever ten year old, he reasoned. Rather, he considered himself merely… dedicated, to whatever it was he set his mind to.
That could be anything from terrorising the neighbourhood bullies, (led rather dubiously by his cousin, Dudley) outclassing the academic stars of the local high school or simply intimidating his relatives into treating him decently enough.
In addition to his intelligence, the young boy had some rather astounding… abilities.
Logically speaking, one couldn't simply make what one wished to happen instantly happen when one wished it to.
Funnily enough, logic didn't seem to apply to Harry Potter. It was certainly a sign of things to come.