Harry Potter and war for survival

- Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and not making any kind of money from it.

AN: Some people asked me if it is Harry/Multi fic.. Pairings are not decided yet so all the suggestions are accepted. I don't have problem with both Harry/single and Harry/Multi so if you have any suggestion, you can add it in review or PM me.

Other one is lots of people asked me if it's one of those 'Super Harry' with lots of inheritance from lots of Ancient and Nobel Houses making harry politically powerful and extremely rich. Then answer is 'NO'. Sorry if you are disappointed. This harry is smart who will write his own destiny. But yes this fic contains some politics.

-Chapter 2:

Hedwig watched her master's blood flowing out his wrist; she can fell her bond with her master weakening. She sat near her master for spending last of his moments with him. Now and then she Hoot. Sadness was evident in her voice. She would have cried if it was possible to her owl boy.

15 min. passed her and masters bond finally completely vanished, she just going to fly; then she felt it! Bond forming again! She looked back at her master, spilled blood on the ground and lake flowing back in his wrist. His pale skin gaining color and then his eyes opened.

First thing Harry opened his eyes is Hedwig fluttering over his chest. He chuckled "I know you are happy that I am back , sorry for canceling your world tour and –OW OW OW OW" As Hedwig jumped and start poking Harry on his face "OK sorry, sorry I will not doing it again" Which seems to calm angry owl. Harry affectionately rubbed her neck "You are scary smart girl. (Pause) But you are special to me. (Pause) you know hed, when I died I meet my mum. She was locking over us and she is very proud of me. She is very loving, beautiful and strong and scary" Harry shuddered when he remembered lily's warning about his suicide. "I am very happy Hedwig, very happy. I don't need anyone to rely on now. Someone entered my name in this tournament to kill me but hell with them first I was only thinking about surviving this tournament but now I am going to win this girl and going to show them what can 'The Potter' can do." Harry looked at Hedwig who clearly looking at him saying 'arrogant much?' Harry laughed "Not arrogant girl; just confident." Both of them sit there at shore of the lake for an hour more taking and hooting.

Next day when harry woke up in his dorm bed. It's still early, He looked around Dean waking up, Seamus already awake waking toward s shower room, Neville and Ron both snoring. Then Harry realized he is not wearing his glasses. First time in life harry can see without glasses and his vision is clearer than ever. He walked in shower felling lighter like a huge weight lifted from his shoulder. 'Mom said that voldie's soul leaching my magic causing some problem with body but this is just amazing'.

Harry done first thing after getting ready for the day is walking towards hospital wing .As he passed common room only few students were there including Hermione who completely ignored him without any emotions on her face. It hurt Harry to see his best friend abandon him. 'It's hard to live without them. I guess it will take time to get used to'

As Harry entered Hospital wing madam Pomfrey doing her daily routine, checking supplies, throwing expired items and potions. She saw Harry entering the wing. "Tournament not even started and you need healer Mr. Potter" Harry moved hand through his messy hairs. Harry chuckled. Pomfrey surprised at Harry's cheerful mood, He is happier than she ever saw him. "Not quite Madam Pomfrey, Just asking for some questions" Pomfrey raised her eyebrows "What question Mr. Potter?"

"Did you ever done my complete checkup?" Pomfrey shook her head. "I don't Mr. Potter, before the term begins every magical child have to do a checkup in or certified practicing healer. It's a rule so I don't bother doing them as if anyone has any problem they approached me regarding it."

"It's a rule and no one feel concerned to inform me about it."Harry grumbled. Pomfrey heard it "What do you mean Mr. Potter?" "Madam Pomfrey I doesn't even hear about this rule hell I don't even go to St. Mongols as far as I remember." Madam Pomfrey stared at Harry for second "I am not surprised Mr. Potter. When you arrived at Hogwarts in first year. I saw how thin and short you are for your age. I thought this possibility that somehow they forgot to tell you. I even talk to headmaster almost every year. He said he will look into it so I give it rest."

'Why did Dumbledore do this?' thought Harry. "Well they forgot and I would like to do it now if you don't have any problem with it." "Of Course Mr. Potter That's what I do. But can I ask what brought this on?" Harry smiled. "Someone put my name in this dangerous tournament for some alternate motive but if I am going to participate in it anyway then why don't give my fullest?" Pomfrey grimaced. Over the year she watched this young man lot of time in her care. Every year with nearly dying with different reasons so she very well know this alternate motive is something life threatening.

"Certainly Mr. Potter. Lay on one of the beds." Pomfrey said entering full healer mode ordering her patient. Harry followed it. As he laid Pomfrey begin muttering some healing spells under her breath waving her wand in complex motions. Different colures of lights firing from her wand hitting harry. After few minutes she stopped and writes down something on her parchment. "Well how bad is it?" asked Harry in small voice. "There are some good and bad news. Well let's begin with bad news you are heavily malnourished, have 4 broken ribs which are badly healed and left hand which is once broken badly healed too, there is damage to your inner organs. Your muscles are not developed for your age. That sums all the problems now good thing is all of them can be healed pretty easily. I am surprised your scar healed and from your not wearing glasses your eyesight is cured too. Most important is your magical core is perfectly healthy."

Harry nodded. Pomfrey start healing his bones first. "This will hurt Mr. Potter, I can give you numbing potion but it can interfere with spell."Harry shrugged it by saying "Its fine Madam Pomfrey I can handle it." Pomfrey was still unsure. She ordered Harry to remove his shirt. She saw scare on Harry's shoulder, she already checked it in second year but cannot help but shudder at thought of Basilisk attacking Harry. With controlled milled Bone breaking hex she broke his badly healed ribs and remolded them with spell. It stung, Harry bite his lower lip. Then she repeated whole process for his left hand. "It's finished Mr. Potter" Harry nodded wearing his shirt and robes back again. Pomfrey come back with what seems like 8 or so potions. "These are potions for your other problems; First two are nutrition potions take one spoon each before eating. Other is for your bones that one every day in morning. Three other are for your internal damage of organs and take them a spoon before sleeping and last one is for muscles take that one with the one for bones and ..." She start writing something on parchment again. After few minutes she handed it to Harry "You have to do these exercises for train your muscles." Harry read them and raised his brows. "Don't you think it's too much?" Madam Pomfrey looked at him. " Sorry, But potion provide nutrition to your muscles and increase their healing but you have to tear them so they heal and get stronger , even magic cannot make you healthy without some of your hard work and-" She smirked at him "-don't you said you want to take part in tournament your fullest ?" Harry smirked back at her understanding her game.

"Now get going Mr. Potter you still have 15 min. to finish your breakfast." "Thank you. Madam Pomfrey." "You don't have to thank me Mr. Potter. I get paid for it". Harry just smiled at her showing his gratitude.

Harry doesn't go in Grate Hall for breakfast to avoid others. Instead he goes in kitchen. Talked with his house-elf friend Dobby and taking his books walked for his transfiguration class.

As he entre everyone stare at him. Revenclaw with interest and Gryffindor with shame and anger. Still don't believe that he don't put his name in goblet and blaming him for degrading name of their 'Nobel' house. Professor McGonagall entered class, all of them greeted her. Harry was sitting alone in back. McGonagall started class by Theory about turning hedgehog into pincushion. Harry first time attentively takes notes. But in practically performing spell he complete it even though his cushion is not that good 'I have work on transfiguration.' he groaned in disappointment. At the same time Granger take 10 points for successful transfiguration.

Class finished. Harry stay behind. "What I can do for you Mr. Potter?" McGonagall asked in her Scottish ascent. She is stoic and strict like always; but now her voice is as cold as ice. "Professor I need permission for borrow books from restricted section. McGonagall raised her thin eyebrow. "No". Her answer shocked Harry. "Wha-?" "Perhaps you do not understand what I said in English. I said N-O" Stressing on each syllable. Confused and hurt Harry asked "But I need it for tournament!" desperately trying to see her reason. "I am aware what you need permission for Mr. Potter. I can deduce that. No reason to prove yourself smart." This surprised Harry more. Never in life had he expected this kind of response from Transfiguration professor. "Then why are you denying me permission." Her eyes flared in anger. "You already shamed Gryffindor house enough by slipping your name in goblet. You will not gain any privileges as a punishment. Now get out, I have to prepare for my next class." Harry stumbled back. 'She doesn't believe me. My own godmother doesn't believe me'. Lily told him that McGonagall is his godmother. He was going to talk about it after asking permission. Harry shakes his head and come out the shock.

He braces himself and slowly starts walking out of classroom. As he reached door and turned once. When Minerva looked in his eyes, she shocked to the core. They filled with sadness. So much that it squish her heart. As Harry passed; she takes a deep breath. It's hard for her to reject her golden boy walking away but she could not ignore this time. Dumbledore told her not to.

Harry starts walking hurriedly from corridors for avoiding everyone to see him it this condition. He reaches nearest washroom and washed his face to hide tears of betrayal. Once again he is alone but then his mother's words come in his mind. "…..I know its big burden on your shoulder but remember that even when everyone leaves you, I will be always with you watching over you, waiting for you. So never think you are alone. Ever …..."

"Thanks mom" whispered Harry to himself. Her words giving him hope to pull it together and move forward.

That day was total crap. Next class was Herbology with Hufflepuff All class sending him hateful glares. Even professor and she was cutting points for silly reasons which will make Snape's reasons for point deduction more serious. Which made Gryffindor's even more hateful towards him.

That night when harry entered his dorm all of the house standing there staring at him. Harry tried to ignore them. But Cormac McLaggen take out his wand "stop there potter." Harry turned towards him. All people staring at him. "You shamed us potter. You made fool of grate house of Gryffindor in front of other schools. Now they think we are nothing but glory hounds who seek attention. So we decided that you are banished from House of Gryffindor for your behavior." After that silence followed, No one dared to speak anything. Few second later Neville came out from dormitory with his trunk. He quietly put this trunk in front of Harry and walked back in crowd like he always does. "Just get out potter!" Someone shouted in background. He looked towards familiar voice. It belongs to his once best friend Ron. Besides him Hermione standing with no emotions on her face. Once again he looked at crowd. He remembered same faces cheering for him whenever he won Quidditch match, when they won house cup in first year, in second year when Harry awarded with award for special service to school. Those same faces are now looking at him with hate and shame.

Harry pickup his trunk and start walking towards exit of the common room. Someone throw something slimy at him, jinxes and hexes fired towards him. Harry runs avoiding spells. He walked hurriedly out of the common room. As he reach some distance slimy, smelling, disfigured and emotionally and physically exhausted. He slumped on the flour crying hysterically. He cried for some time but controlled himself. A though filled his mind. "They throw me out, no one believed me. I will make them regret. Everything they have done to me will be repaid."

Harry stood up, this time with resolve and determination. No one is around. But if they seen him. They would have shocked to the core by his hideous body. Apparently some of them successfully cast jinxes and hexes on him. That is normal but the strange thing is slowly slowly his body becoming normal , his eyes emitting soft green hue , air seems to swept around him and if you closely heard , small sound of cracking of thunder would heard around Harry . This beaten and hurt harry vanished in corridors of Hogwarts.

AN: Read How hurt and lonely Harry form new allies and friends. How he prepare for the first task.

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