A/N: *waves* The name is Neyko, this is the first writing of mine I am sharing with the world, that being said be brutal in reviews. I have no beta yet and not the best English. This story will be HP/DM, abused Harry, adult themes… Who knows what else. I will update this with a decent summary and proper warnings once I get an actual story line figured out. I am not J.K Rowling, I do not own Harry potter, or anything from his universe, I do own some of this story, mostly the American parts, either way I am getting nothing from writing this, not money not fame. If anyone sues me you are getting a box of diapers and some pocket lint, un-employed mother of a 2yr old, I don't know what money is anymore. That being said, enjoy!
He had finally had enough, wizarding world and muggle alike could kiss his ass. With that finial thought Harry Potter slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed to the nearest airport. As he approached the counter he tried his best to look like an innocent child going to visit family in another country. As the clerk asked him about it he just explained that his mothers' sister would be getting him off the plane in New York, he had the money for his ticket if this nosy woman would just let him on the damn plane. Finally she printed the ticket out and he went to wait for his plane out of hell. As he boarded the plane he thought of his friends, the decided his enemy Malfoy would probably miss him more at this point. He slept through most of the journey, waking up just before the plane touched down at a large airport in the heart of New York City.
As he found his way out of the airport it began to sink in just what he had done, then he decided he still didn't care and set off to find the exit. As he landed in the busy city he knew almost instantly he didn't like it here. He waited patiently for someone to notice him; finally an older man asked him why he was all alone, if perhaps his family had forgotten him. Harry thought quick for anything he knew about New York, and told the man his aunt told him to take the subway to grand central, but had forgotten to tell him how to get there. The man walked him to the nearest station and told him which train to take to Grand Central Station then gave the boy 10 dollars to buy lunch when he got there. Harry thanked him and took the train, once he reached Grand Central he looked for signs to tell him which train to take next, he finally saw a computer screen listing all the upcoming trains. Looking through all the trains that were leaving soon he choose one going just over an hour away deciding he could find a map later and figure out exactly where he was.
As the train pulled away leaving him on the platform he looked around. This new place was quite beautiful with a view of a large river, a few houses and a nice playground. He stared at the river for a while then wondered into a building labeled 'information'. Here there were brochures and maps of the area he grabbed anything that looked interesting then walked over to the park he had spotted. Pulling out the map he was glad it had a star with 'you are here' on it. He scanned the map for any town he had heard mentioned before, the only one that stood out was Newburgh. He had heard Pansy tease Draco about his family that supposedly lived there. Harry flipped through his pamphlets looking for anything about Newburgh. He only had one; flipping through it the town looked as good as any to start a new life. He climbed off his perch on the monkey bars and started walking toward what the map called The Newburgh-Beacon Bridge, when he got close saw a policeman and decided he was a good enough choice of people to ask.
"Excuse me sir, could you tell me how to get on the footpath of the bridge? I am trying to get to my aunts house on the other side." The cop gave him a once over the shrugged and pointed him at a gate that lead down a twisting path to the bridge "Go through that gate, careful on the other side though, Newburgh ain't no place for kids anymore."
Harry almost laughed at his warning but instead he thanked him and started walking. As soon as he reached the end of the bridge, he saw a McDonalds, the only problem was a 6ft high fence and 5 lanes of traffic between him and it. He scaled the fence quickly, plenty of practice back when Dudley played Harry hunting. Dodging traffic was easy too, cars were nothing compared to bludgers. He walked into the McDonalds and got himself dinner, then decided he better get some food to go too, not knowing where he would find the next restaurant.
Looking at his watch he saw he had about 2 hours of day light left deciding he better find someplace to sleep he went outside and looked around, he saw a man under the nearest overpass that was clearly homeless, deciding that man probably would be most helpful he wondered over.
"'S'cuse me sir" Harry quickly tried to hide his accent "I just got kicked outta my house, you know of anyplace around here a kid can crash for the night." The old bum looked up startled at Harry's age. "Damn kid, yous a little young to be out here alone, whatchu about 8?" the man asked.
"Just turned 12" Then Harry noticed something odd, he was taking a chance and he knew it, but even bums didn't carry old bits of wood in their pocket for no reason. "Does this town have a wizarding section by any chance?"
The poor old man about fell off his milk crate at that question, "it might, depends are we talking videogames or Merlin?" Harry almost laughed with excitement "Merlin, and goblins, and wands, yours is showing by the way" Harry said in a rush.
"Well aren't you an excitable little guy, come on I'll show you the way to the nearest entrance of Cochecton, I can't go in though, they sort of exiled me."
Harry started to follow him with a quick thanks, as the reached what looked like a dead strip mall the man stopped at something called 'Grand Union' "This is it, just walk inside then put your hand on the spray painted star."
"Thanks a ton mister" Harry started digging in his bag, shifting some of his money into the McDonalds bag, he pulled it out and handed it to the man "It's not much, but here have some food and there is enough money in there for a few days at least." Harry walked into the empty store before the man could say a word. Looking out from the inside he grinned along with the man, for the first time someone appreciated him for something other than being the so-called boy-who-lived. Pressing his hand to the star it looked much like Diagon Ally a wide medieval arch appeared in the wall with an old wooden sign proclaiming 'Cochecton Alley: Epicenter of Magical Needs'. He stepped through the arch and it was like another world, it looked much like the city had, there was nothing old fashion about this, electric appeared to power everything, signs were new and modern and best of all no one here had a bloody clue who he was. As he wondered down the street, Center St a sign told him, he noticed many roads branching off he decided he better explore those tomorrow. At the end of the road he found exactly what he needed, Thorton's Shelter.
He paused at the steps thinking of a story incase they wanted one, then he let the glamour fall from his face and arms reveling bruises and lacerated skin. As soon as he walked in the door a kind elderly lady rushed over to him and guided him to an elevator, he vaguely registered that they got off on the third floor. She steered him into what was clearly a hospital."What the fuck happened here Marie?" The nurse asked. Harry decided he liked her already, any adult who would curse in front of a kid was okay with him.
"Just wondered in, same as everyone else, fix him up then send him off to Ted, if you can get a file started too that would be great." The elderly woman all but snapped as she turned and left presumably back to the front desk. So much for the kind old woman Harry thought with a snort. Sally looked up at him and told him to pick a bed she would be over in a few seconds. Harry walked over to the bed farthest from the door and sat in the chair next to it not wanting to dirty the sheets on the bed. Sally came over with a clipboard that she sat down and without a second thought waved her wand at Harry turning his dirty torn street clothes into a clean set of hospital pjs.
"Okay kiddo you have a choice, questions or healing first" Sally asked.
"Healing thanks, the questions will take longer." Harry winced as all the bruises disappeared all at once. Cursing in his head of course magic here was more advanced, hell Cochecton Ally should have shown him that.
"Never had a bruise healed before?" Sally asked. Shit Harry thought, of course she noticed, oh well time to start explaining.
"I have but it was different. If you want I can tell you my real story, but I want the forms filled out with my new life, and I want I secrecy spell on what I tell you." Harry decided that someone here should know the real him, and a nurse was probably a good bet with his past of injuries.
"Well let me do the forms first, just to be extra safe about conflicting information." Sally could not wait to hear this kids' story, both of them at this point.
"I don't know what all those forms need to know, but I ran away from home after my uncle snapped and beat the snot outta me, I have no where else to go so here I am. Anything else would be real information." Harry thought to himself that would turn out plausible.
"Okay the only other thing the form wants is name birthday and education." Sally said scratching in the answers on appropriate lines. Harry pondered for a minute then decided what the heck, new life new name too.
"Harry Evans, born July 31st 1990, I went to muggle schools till I was 11 then 1year of magical school.
"Okay then, let me cast the spell, and you can tell me the real story." She waved her wand then remembered his odd reaction to what most kids called a normal spell and explained "this keeps everything said until I end the spell between anyone in hearing distance, which in here is you and me, there are permanent privacy charms around the beds."
Harry would have to trust this woman and started into his speech with a question. "How much do you know about England?" Harry glanced up from the floor to judge the woman's reaction.
"Quite a bit, I have a nephew over there" Sally said even more interested as to how this kid ended up in the wizarding streets of New York. Harry grinned wondering if he might know this kid.
"Before I say who I am let me explain my background I am a half blood, parents killed when I was a year old. I was raised by my magic hating muggle aunt and her anti-odd husband as well as their bully of a son. I have been abused and neglect my whole life my bedroom was the cupboard under the stairs until my Hogwarts letter came. At that point I got Dudley's, that's my cousin's, second bedroom. Hogwarts was a dream I could go there and no one would know me. I instinctively hid my wounds under glamour. Until Hagrid who came to give me my Hogwarts letter and told me just who I was. No chance of normal at school I was already famous just because I had killed an evil snake faced bastard when I was a year old." at this point sally about passed out Harry Potter savior of the wizarding world was an abused runaway. "First year wasn't too bad a few friends a few enemies. At the end of the year I faced MoldyShorts again, he was living on the back of one of the professors' head. Said professor couldn't touch me without his skin burning off, that's how I survived that one. Come summer vacation my fiends have decided I am evil since I beat MoldyShorts again, in a way no one could understand. As soon as I got home Dursley locked up my school stuff and attempted to beat the magic out of me, repeatedly. The day after my birthday Hagrid came again to take me to Diagon Alley for my school stuff. When I got there I drained a part of my account and got it converted to American money along with enough pounds to get a plane ticket. Now here I sit no clue what is next except to fabricate a history get into wizard school and blend in as best I can." Harry sat there waiting as a pale faced sally absorbed it all.
"You… your... holy fuck."Sally stammered, Harry bust out laughing "ya, that about covers it."
This chapter last edited: September 21st 2012.
