LONE WOLF
"Harry.."...normal speech
;;thoughts..;;
Chapter one: A new life
July 31st 1991
"no no not...please not him...kill me instead"
"MOVE you stupid woman I don't have ti.e for some stupid mudblood.."
"Please am begging you kill me instead..."
" so be it mudblood someone asked I spare but you are better off dead AVADA KEDAVRA."
Harry Porter woke up holding his scar with both hands out of pain as he woke up from receiving his annual birthday present in form a night mare, the same night mare he has been having ever since…. well ever since forever as he was sure it was the death of his mother but he could not understand what was going on but he just knew that it was the death of his mother though his relatives insisted that his parents died in car crush.
Had it been any other person they probably would be crying either out of grief for witnessing the death of their parents or the hot blinding pain coming from his lightning bolt scar on his forehead. However, Harry Porter was anything but normal one of the few things the Dursleys were right about him. He had grown a strong tolerance of pain as a result of 10 years staying with mother's sister. She hated no she loathed him with all her existence as well as the rest of the family and took great pleasure in causing him pain. In fact, he had grown so used to it that it reached a point where he no longer gave them the satisfaction of showing the fools that they got to him. Harry Porter never cried not ever in fact he couldn't remember when he last cried,
He had learned about meditation from the public library and it went a great way in helping him in hiding his feelings in a mask of indifference and it's not like he had no practice the Dursleys gave him enough with all the psychological torture he had however he just did not care no matter what they called him from freak, boy, all that they could think about. However, he knew he was not normal, he knew he was something different from his relatives but was not sure how. He was aware that turning his teacher's hair blue and finding himself on the kitchen's roof and his fast rate of healing were all somehow connected in one way or the other. He was also sure that his relatives were aware of how they were all connected…
'BOY…. '
;;Speak of the devil;;
'get down here and make breakfast for our Dudders he is very hungry….'
;;Right and you are not;;
Harry got own of his cupboard the dream he just had out of his mind for the time being and went down to the kitchen and found Dudley in his fat glory sprawled on the sofa in front of the TV while Vernon was seated with a newspaper though Harry was not sure whether he was actually reading or looking at the photos in the papers. He silently passed by without a glance and went to start preparing the ingredients for breakfast. A little after breakfast was ready and he served it and went by the fridge to wait to wait for them to fish and wash the plates. Few minutes into the meal the mail arrived and
'Boy go get the mail'
'yes uncle Vernon'
Harry went out and saw through the mail and water bill, electricity bill, a two letters from aunt Petunia's women's club and another reddish envelope of a curious material addressed in a peculiar manner some kind of coat of arms with a lion, a snake, a raven and a badger which make anyone gape but he did not as much as twitch but simply turned over and read…...
TO
HARRY JAMES PORTER
THE CUPBOAD UNDER THE STAIRS
#4 PRIVET DRIVE SURREY
"boy what is taking you so long" he heard uncle Vernon calling out from the house so he quickly put the envelope in his pocket and went back to the house and gave them the rest of the mail.
When he got back to his room he very carefully got out the envelope and looked at it for a minute without opening it. Years with the Dursleys had taught him to be cautious with everything unusual that happens around him to the extent where one could call him paranoid. Therefore, the most probable possibilities he could come up with were two; one was that it was a prank by Dudley as he is one who knew of where he slept and would think it would be funny though Harry found very few things which could qualify as funny but he was very sure that Dudley was not capable of doing anything which would require a lot of thinking and arranging this would have required some good deal of thinking.
The second option and the most likely one was probably the answer to the questions which have been eluding him ever since the incident of the teacher and the hair and probably the fast of the answers about the identity of his parents. Therefore, with his heart a little faster than normal which was not out of excitement or anything but because of the feel of warmth emanating from the envelope and whatever was enclosed inside. Opening the envelope two pieces of preachment which he was very sure haven't been used for a century or so fell out onto his hands and he picked up one to read
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF
WHICHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster; Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin first class, Chief Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump,
International Confederation of Wizards)
To: Harry James Porter
Dear Mr. Porter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Term begins on September 1st. we await your return owl not later than 20th August.
The list of requirements you will need at school.
Yours sincerely
Minerva McGonagall
Harry read the letter twice and decided that it would be better to get someone who knew more about this in order to get some more information about this before he did anything. Of course he knew a bit as some of his questions had been answered…:so I am a wizard and it would seem my parents were wizards as well including that man I always see on my birthday killing them so I need to go and learn everything there is and ill avenge my parent's death no matter what that I promise you my parents:. He got a piece of paper and an old pen but luckily it still had ink and decided to write a letter of his own…
Dear Ms. McGonagall….
Minerva McGonagall was quite a strict woman and prided herself in performing her duties as headmistress flawlessly. She was well know and her reputation spoke for itself in all the societies she associated with. Therefore when Albus had suggested that the son of her two most favourite students be left with those muggels she felt that she had failed in some of her duties to her dead former students... therefore when the letters that came from the muggle born students as she prepared to go to visit and explain to them about the magical world, she was suprised to see a letter addressed to her and from the very person who had been occupying her thoughts...
Tentatively she picked up the letter and read it and she was getting reder and reder per minute and by the time she finished reading she was practically producing smoke as she stocked to the headmaster's office. The gorgoyle guarding the office took one look at the witch who was forming at mouth by this time and jumped out of her immediately to give her way to the office. She burst in finding her target for her ire sitting calmly as he wondered what had happened to anger her to that extent...
"ah Minevra good to... the headmaster started eyes atwinkle but was interruptedwith a
"DO NOT MINEVRA ME ALBUS PERCIVAL WULFRIC BRIAN DUMBLEDORE. ..."
