Deja Vu

First off I just want to mention something I just realized I haven't read the original Harry potter books in about 7-8 years so I may have gotten a little obscure on the facts. So if you notice something that is completely wrong please let me know.

So first of all I want to thank everyone who reviewed YOU ROCK!! everyone else well your ok at least you read it and I guess your reading the second chapter so your more than ok.

For the people who don't like Harry/ Hermione I have Three things to say to you

What do we know about Ginny, seriously she was captured in the chamber of secrets and she was in the last couple of chapters HBP we know more about Luna Lovegood, who is awesome, than we do about GW.

Ron is kinda useless, not to be mean but hes got a big ego and doesn't really help out until he gets the basilisk head form the chamber of secrets which I thought was just kind of random.

Anyways so on with the show, as it were.

If I were to say that Harry potter was having a bad day, it would be like saying that the sun was mildly warm. He had woken up under the stairs as he usually did every day for as long as he could remember, the only difference was he felt like he had forgotten something. He couldn't think what it could be all or why it made him feel like crying. The whole day he was feeling, off, like something wasn't quite right with him. He knew that going to the Durslys would be useless, they might just lock him in the cupboard in case what ever he was contagious.

Not that it mattered.

His aunt demanded that he pull out the weeds that had sprung up in the back yard by the fence, with out gloves, he had tried to be careful of the thorns, but they only way to get them out was to get a good hand full of the weeds and pull.

At dinner he had just placed the mashed potato's on the table when, a car backfired, Harry had flipped the table over and took cove behind it. Needless to say that the Durslys were not amused a gravy covered Vernon had beaten him black and blue for nearly 15 minuets, before throwing in to 'his room'. Harry had another uncomfortable night underneath the stairs, but the weird part was that his only thought was

'I've had worse'

Harry knew he wasn't lying but for the life of him he couldn't remember when that worse time was.

Harry's dreams that night were the most vivid and inspiring he had ever had. Most times his dreams are that his parents aren't dead and they came back to rescue him. But those dreams always seemed, so Grey. But this time he dreamed of a huge room with tables 10 times longer than the whole Durslys house. There were other children there and he knew they were just like him, a few even called out to him. As he sat down next to a girl with bushy hair she turned to him and gave him a giant smile "Good morning Harry."

BANG

Harry awoke with a start, it sounded as if someone had kicked the front door off its hinges.

'Relax Harry it was just part of your dream' he thought to him self 'I wonder who that girl was.'

Harry almost jumped through the stairs as someone bellowed out "DURSLEY YOU GREAT BIG PRUNE WHATS THE MEANING OF THIS."

"WHO THE ROT ARE YOU JUST BARG...." there was a sound like a zing and a pop and he couldn't here his uncle anymore.

'Maybe hes dead' he thought 'that's the only reason he could think of that Vernon Durslys would quiet down so quickly.

Harry had his ear against the door trying to hear what was going on outside. That wasn't a problem as a moment later the entire door to the cupboard under the stairs was ripped off taking the 8th and 9th step with it.

Harry stared up in awe at the man that just ripped the Durslys stairs to pieces the Giant threw the remains through the double doors in to the living room.

"E'llo Harry I'm here to rescue you." said the man who's beard was longer than he was tall.

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May 17 4:15

Hagrid had spent the entire drive, on a motorcycle no less, telling Harry about the wizarding world. Harry though he would have taken more convincing that he was a wizard but it felt, right. A large part of the loneliness that he had been feeling that morning disappeared, it wasn't completely gone but it was less noticeable. The best part though was finding out his parents weren't drunks, of course it didn't really matter as they were killed by Voldemort.

Harry couldn't stop looking around at everything so much so that he had almost walked in to half a dozen people, till Hagrid grabbed his arm to keep him from wandering. They had gone to Gringots and Harry had seen his first Goblin, the goblin had handed him transcript of everything in his vault. He couldn't believe he had a vault.

Hagrid then led him to get his supply's from the various shops Potions, books and quills and Parchment when they had gotten to the 'That's a lot Trunk' trunk shop that had an elephant on the cover. Harry was felt like spending a little of his money. He upgraded his trunk so he had 5 separate compartment's. He had two small compartment's for clothes he didn't have that many, one compartment for school supply's , one for books it was set up like a vertical book shelf. Harry had spent the extra 500 galleon's so that he even had a room inside his trunk.

The compartment room had a bed, a bathroom, desk, book shelf, it even had a fireplace. Harry thought this would come in handy if he was ever forced to live under a flight of stairs again. He had also opted for the featherweight charm and shrinking charm he also thought about the camouflage charm but decided against it.

'If its small, invisible and lightweight I could lose it trip over it and never even notice.' he thought.

Just as they were about to pay Harry noticed a school bag that was bottomless, to retrieve something just put your hand inside and think of what you want and it will come to you.

That had all happened over an hour ago, they had come to Olivanders to get Harry's wand but it was proving to be a marathon session of trial and error. Hagrid had excused himself to go get a pint after he saw that this was going to take a while.

"A most peculiar case you are mister Potter, not elm or birch or oak no wand seems to accept you." Said Olivander standing up straight.

Harry was beginning to think that maybe some one had made a mistake and that he wasn't a wizard after all.

The wand maker stared at Harry in silence before speaking again "There is one more thing we can try but is suspect that it will have long reaching consequences in the future, are you willing to try?"

Harry nodded he knew the only other option he had was to go back to the Durslys and the way Hagrid had left them frozen where they stood did not seem like a good prospect.

Olivander stomped his foot once and immediately the door lock and the blinds closed plunging the store into darkness. "Back in days long past there were a race of people not that different from wizards they were called warlocks." Olivander talked as he wove his hands in an intricate pattern in front of him "Wizards feared them and wiped them out a true Warlock has not been seen in over 800 years."

"Why?" asked they young BWL

"Because wizards feared them and didn't want to have anyone around to challenge there power, they even went so far as to label them as dark creatures." At Olivanders feet a staff was emerging from the floor "Warlocks have always been about balance, the balance of energy and power. Wizards don't understand and do not want to understand." The staff was completely out of the ground now hovering vertically in front of the wand maker.

"If the staff accepts you then you are not a wizard but a warlock meant to preserve the balance of the world. Take the staff now."

Harry didn't like the idea that he was already being kicked out of a world that he hadn't even explored yet, but if it was between going back to the Durslys or becoming a Warlock then it wasn't that hard of a choice.

Harry's fingers snaked around the cold wood of the Warlock staff, and nothing happened.

Olivander let out a sigh as was about to take back the staff from the young Harry, when light flared from the tip of the staff. Harry opened his mouth and let out a silent scream as the staff cut deeply into his hand, he couldn't let go, he couldn't even move. It felt like the staff was drawing something from him and indeed it was. Dark pattern's written in Harry's own blood, began writing themselves from the tip of the staff downward, till they reached Harry's hand. Harry's skin became black as if he were swallowed by a shadow it consumed his body till it reached his eyes which burst in to a bright green glow.

As abruptly as the light came it had vanished, harry now free slumped to the ground sucking in deep breaths.

"Yes, Yes we can expect great thing's from you Mr Potter. Great things." said Olivander

After that Olivander only said one more thing to him before shoeing him out of the store "Remember Warlocks are not looked upon kindly by wizards so don't tell anyone or it may mean your life."

Harry had panicked when he was almost thrown out of the wand maker's shop, he didn't want anyone to see him with 'his' Warlock staff. The staff must have read his mind because it shrank down to the size of a normal wand it was a dark Mahogany with stripes of Dark read running its length. Harry was deciding where to carry it when it disappeared inside the scar on his hand. It was a perfect ring.

"Finally done in there Harry?" came Hagrid resounding voice "I thought you were going to be in there forever."

"Sorry, I guess I difficult to place a wand with me." said Harry hiding his hand quickly

"No worry's I remember my first wand, I had to have my wand specially made, olivanders never made a wand for a..... well for someone like me." said Hagrid evasively.

A long moment of silence stretched between the two harry wondered if he should tell Hagrid what Olivander just told him.

'Nah, he will probably just tell Dumbledore.... Who's Dumbledore?' thought Harry confused by his own thoughts.

A loud screech jarred the two from there thoughts Harry had just enough time to look up before he was knocked to the floor by a white bundle of feathers.

"Ah dam, Hedwig, ah stop, I know, ow oW, stop already." Said Harry managing to push the overly affectionate Owl back enough so he could sit up.

"I'm ever so sorry." came the cry of a young woman carrying a cage. Her name tag read

Polly

Of

Wizard Aviaries

"No problems miss." said Harry standing up holding Hedwig on his arm.

"Hedwig Get back in your cage, no one wants a stubborn owl." demanded the girl "I'm sorry she's very temperamental, shes been up for sale for as long as I've worked there but she always acts antisocial to all the customers, but shes never attacked someone before I'm dreadfully sorry to make it up to you I'm willing to give you a 20% discount on anything in the store."

"Nah that's ok, How much for Hedwig?" asked Harry casually

"Are you serious." asked the girl, she couldn't imagine anyone wanting a familiar that attacked them

"No I'm Harry." with a smile he thought what he just said was funny but he couldn't remember why. Hagrid was giving him a funny look but Harry never noticed.

"Yes well er I don't... shes very temperamental.." said Polly torn between wanting to sell the bird and not wanting to rip the poor kid off.

"Shes fine just a little lonely." Said Harry stroking Hedwigs belly, who immediately turned to jelly in his hands and shamelessly started purring.

Polly was gob smacked she had never seen Hedwig so much as look at anyone let alone let them pet her.

"well if you come right this way we can fill out the paper work, ill even throw in the cage for free." said Polly. At the mention of the cage Hedwig puffed up her feathers and gave a look that could melt steal, willing the cage to bubble into nothingness.

"Eh no cage then." said Polly trying to distance her self from the angry Owl "How about a nice perch?"

"That sound's great." said Harry as Hedwig transplanted herself to Harry's shoulder so he could use his arm.

30 minuets later Harry and Hagrid were sitting in the Leaky cauldron eating, if anyone had looked on they could have sworn that the two were related by there eating habits. Harry, who hadn't eaten anything good in …..... well ever, was inhaling anything that got with in range of his fork. Hagrid came from a race where first come first served wasn't a saving it was a matter of survival.

"Ahh that hit the spot" said Hagrid leaning back in his chair a mountain of plates in-front of him

Harry and Hagrid then traveled to King's cross station where Hagrid left him saying "I'll leave you here, your train leaves in about 25 minuets from platform 9 ¾ you'd best get there early so you can get a good seat. I've got a few errands to run before I get back to Hogwarts. Good luck Harry and try to make some friends." said Hagrid before revving the bike and taking off.

It took Harry a few seconds after Hagrid left to realize there was no Platform 9 ¾.

Harry was just about to freak out when he saw a oddly familiar mop of frizzy hair. It was a girl that looked like the girl from his dreams, she was pushing a cart with a trunk just like his.

Harry's heart was pounding for reasons he didn't know

'Maybe she goes to the same school I do' he thought happily

He was about to follow her when he realized she was already being followed.

She was grabbed by two boys not much older than he was and dragged her down a deserted ally.

Harry didn't even hesitate to follow them 'maybe there taking her to the platform' But Harry didn't even believe that himself he 'knew there was going to be trouble and he had to help her

"....upid Mud-blood, Hogwarts doesn't need another taint on its name." came a male voice round the corner.

'Mud-blood?' for some reason that word made Harry's blood boil.

"You have no right to keep me from school, I'll ask you again to get out of my way." came the voice of the girl not showing any fear at all.

"She makes it sound like she has a choice." said the other boy before they both laughed a little.

The girl squeaked and Harry poked his head round the corner, the two boy had there wands trained on the girl who looked scared now.

"Yo..your not allowed to use magic out side of school." stammered the girl trying to maintain composed.

"just keep believing that while you spend the rest of your life as a cockroach."

Harry didn't even think about what he was doing, he shoulder rushed the boy on the left, knocking him into a pile of trash cans. The other boy just froze up for a micro second, but that was all Harry needed to twist his wand arm and headbutt him in the face.

The boy went down clutching his broken nose.

Harry grabbed the girls arm and pulled her out of the ally way pushing her cart as they went.

After only a couple of feet the girl pulled her hand free "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING." She said in a loud whisper.

"Uhh saving you?" asked Harry confused.

"I didn't need saving, thank you very much, I had everything well under control till you barged in and started a brawl." she said the last word with disdain "If you have to resort to violence then you have already lost." she said it as if it was a quote.

"I can't believe you would do something so....."

The rest of her speech was drowned out as Harry began laughing he didn't know why but her dressing him down made him happy, he couldn't help but laugh.

Laughing apparently wast the right thing to do because the girl just puffed out her chest and pushed her cart away. Which caused harry to fall over because he was using the cart to hold himself up.

"Ow, oh hey wait up." shouted Harry as he got up to follow a now angry Hermione "Hey wait."

OK so first off anyone who doesn't know what a Warlock is listen up because I'm about to make it up right now.

For every 350 Muggles born, 1 Wizard/Witch is born.

For every 600 wizards born, 1 Warlock.

No one knows how or why a Warlock is born or how to predict one.

Warlocks and Wizard had there first falling out during the first Goblin war. Wizards wanted to rule over the Goblins and take all there wealth. The Warlocks chose to stand with the Goblins. And it escalates from there.

Wizards draw energy(I'll call it Mana) from outside there body and convert it into Magic for spells and such.

Warlocks draw Mana into there bodies and instead of converting it to magic use in its purest form. Which lets them have control over the basic elements such as earth, water, fire, wind and lighting. YES I know most western country's only recognize 4 elements but hey I'm a trend setter and I read a lot of Anime.

And as you can see they use full stave's not wand.

There are a few more things I want to write but ill get to them next chapter.

Well read and review and let me know what you think so far. Ill give more information as the chapters come out.

Ps if your wondering why Hagrid's mad imagine just finding out the son of your dead friends is living underneath the stairs in a cupboard.