Chapter 2

Several months later…

Harry had made a campsite in the woods of Little Whinging with a blanket tent, a fire pit, an assortment of pots and pans, clothes scattered on branches of a tree near by, dead animals with all different types of wounds mangled bodies, burnt carcasses, missing body parts, crushed skulls, and slashed up and shot bodies. While Harry was preparing his breakfast he looked through the notes that he had taken on his experimentations of his powers.

Fire (materialization, control)

Water (materialization, control, breath)

Ground (control)

Ice (sub: water)

Psychic ( read minds, influence thoughts)

Acid, Quick Corrosion (materialization, control)

Calm mind (don't know if power but can become 100% focused if try, and can block out all distractions)

Telekinesis (moving things with my mind/small objects at the moment)

Night vision

Summoning

Swords (daggers, knifes)

(I will try to see how many more things I can create)

Partial Transformation (with a little work and research I could probably be able to fully transform)

transfiguration(takes a lot out of me, at the moment does not stay changed for very long, a week max)

When he finished his breakfast Harry hiked out of the woods and into town where he took a run to the library, he learned through observation that keeping fit and healthy helped improve his abilities by a great deal. When Harry arrived at the library he went up the stairs and through the door waving to the librarian who he had become well acquainted to because of his frequent visits to the library. Harry collected all of the theory books on telekinesis, psychology, and everything about the mind that he could find took up his usual seat at the back of the library. When it started to get dark and Harry had finished his last book had brought the books to the front desk and gave them to the librarian and left the library at a light jog. When Harry arrived at his campsite and began to train everything that he knew as well as trying to find different ways to use his abilities, this cycle was repeated over and over again.

3 Years Later…

9 year old Harry was walking by a local school and as it was around lunch time classes were on hold while the children had lunch in the school yard. While Harry was passing by something caught his eye, it was a young girl around his age with bushy brown hair, and she was being surrounded by a group of snobby looking girls. Harry narrowed his eyes, he knew what was happening to her, it had happened to him all the time when he was younger, this girl was being bullied and Harry would not stand for that. Harry raced right into the schoolyard and made a beeline to the group while enchanting his ears so he could hear what the girls were saying to her. "God you're so weird"..."What a nerd"..."Your hair looks ridiculous"..."Look at her teeth, she is like a beaver"..."I bet she gets married to a book"..."HA HA HA HA HA HA HA". harry had heard enough he took off the enchantment walked past the group right to the girl and held out his hand to her. She looked hesitantly at it but decided that Harry did not seem to be a threat to her so she took it. "Who are you!?" said a voice that Harry remembered, he turned around and there he was, though he looked less like a lard ball, still pretty fat but not overly so. It was his asshole of a cousin, Dudley.

"Come on it has only been three years Duders, can't you even bother to remember what your cousin looks like." Harry said tauntingly.

Dudley's eyes widened in fear "fre fre frea FREAK!" Dudley shouted in fear.

Harry laughed, "Didn't your parents ever tell you that you should never call people names… Oh wait that's right they can't, because they are dead, whoops."

"Yeah well so are yours, I don't ever want to see you again, so LEAVE!" Dudley shouted.

"Ah poor Dudley Kins is mad at little Harry, he makes Harry want to cry… Yeah right, Dudley I grew up, did you, I don't think so, you are still the same shitstain of a person, you still use words to try to hurt me but it doesn't work any more, and neither will your new little posse." Harry said picking up the bushy haired girl and brought her into the school.

"Don't even think about it!" Dudley shouted, "they don't allow freaks into the school." he said victoriously with a smug look on his face.

"And yet they let you in." Harry said behind his shoulder. He could hear Dudley sputtering from behind him while the crowd that they had drawn in went "OOOOHHHHHHHHHHH BURN!" Harry smirked as he went into the building.

Harry had found an empty classroom and he went into it bringing the bushy haired girl in with him. She looked at him for a bit until she lunged forward hugging him sniffing "thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." Harry just stayed there patting her on the back not saying anything. When she was done she sat down across from him and stared at him and asked, "so what is your name?"

"I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."

"Well ok my name is Hermione, Hermione Granger."

"Well mine is Harry."

"No last name?"

" No I have one, but that is a need to know basis and you do not need to know."

"Why not."

"Because I don't completely trust you yet."

"Why is that?"

"Because I just met you."

"Why did you help me?"

"Would you rather I hadn't?"

Hermione rapidly shook her head,"no that's not it I just wanted to know why you helped me out."

"Well I helped you because I saw that you were in need and that you were being bullied, and there is nothing that I hate more than bullies."

"So how do you know Dudley, are you his friend?"

"No way in hell, I did just tell you that I hate bullies right. I am pretty sure that Dudley is a category A asshole/bully."

"So then how do you know him."

"I am his cousin and I, lived with the fat little shit for 5 years before his parents, my aunt and uncle died."

"How did they die?"

"I don't know, are you done with this interrogation yet I got to go."

"Oh yeah sorry," said Hermione blushing, "when can I see you again.

"I usually stay at the library till like 6 everyday so you can see me any time then."

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"Ok I will then, see you at the library." Hermione said as she left the classroom.

After Hermione had left Harry got up and went to the window and jumped out of it landing in the yard, and he left the school going to the library.

2 hours later…

Hermione walked into the library looking around the bookshelves and headed towards the table that Harry was reading Chemistry: The Elements and You at. Hermione plopped down besides Harry and stared at him. "Can I help you?" Harry asked from behind his book.

"Yes you can." replied Hermione continuing to stare at him.

"Well what is it that you need from me?"

"Well for one could you answer my questions?"

"Depends on the nature of them."

"Well can you tell me where you live?"

"Classified."

"Who are your parents?"

"Unknown."

"What do you mean unknown? That's not even an answer!"

"It means that I don't know."

"Well you could have just said that, and what do you mean that you don't know your parents?"

"The reason I did not know my parents is the same reason I had to live with the Lardos."

"Who are the Lardos?"

"The Dursleys."

"You still haven't answered my question yet!"

Harry closed his book, put it down and looked at her and said, "you still haven't figured it out yet? My parents are dead and have been since before I could even talk."

"Oh, sorry." said Hermione in a small voice looking guilty.

Harry sighed, "it's fine don't worry about it."

And they talked in the library till the sun went down and Hermione had to leave. Hermione left the library in a great mood now that she had an actual friend and not someone just using her for her brains.

Several weeks later…

Harry watched as Hermione ran to their usual park bench that they met up at and she had tears in her eyes.

"Oh Harry school is awful, the kids are so mean, your cousin is so awful" Hermione cried.

"Hey hey hey don't worry it'll be alright, it'll be alright shhh it's ok."

"Sniff yeah you're right I just wish that you could go to school to." Hermione said as she looked at Harry.

A look of guilt passed across Harry's face, "Well I can go to school."

Hermione wiped her head around and glared at Harry, "so why may I ask are you not at school, is it not against the law for a kid not to go to school, why isn't your orphanage making you go?" she asked looking at Harry suspiciously.

Harry gulped, "well I don't actually … live… at an … orphanage… I live by myself, in the woods, most people don't even know that I even exist so there is that."

Hermione glared at Harry, "well school is free so tomorrow I will get my parents to sign you up for it, and we can take you in, we are moderately wealthy."

"No!" Harry shouted, "I mean that is very nice but I learn better in the library, and lets just say that there is a reason that I live in the woods alone."

"Well I am not giving up."

"It would be better for both of us if you did."

"Oh no, you are not getting out of this!"

"Watch me!" shouted Harry as he lept up and started running in the direction of the park. Hermione jumped up and started chasing after him until she got to the gate of the park, she stopped when she saw Harry being surrounded by a group of her school mate bullies.

With Harry…

"Really, now, the universe really has impeccable timing." thought Harry when he saw that Hermione's school bullies had surrounded him. He looked around the group and spotted Hermione off in the distance, he kept scanning the group until he found what he was looking for, Dudley. Harry smirked as Dudley came forward grinning like he had just won the lottery.

"Hey freak, you know I really thought that you had died but here you are alive and well."

"Yeah I am much better living on my own then with you and your family, so the death of auntie and uncle Lardo was probably the best thing to happen, ever."

"You freak why can't you just leave normal people alone! You have caused enough damage to everyone so just go back to where you came from!" Dudley shouted as he swung his fist at Harry who easily blocked it and sent a sharp jab into Dudley's stomach making him bend over dry retching.

"Yeah things are different now Duddikins." said Harry looking at Dudley from behind his shoulder."Do you know why your parents called me a freak Duddy." Dudley shook his head no. Harry smirked, "would you like to know?" Dudley shook his head in a yes manner this time. "Ok then, the reason that they called me a freak, made me do all the housework, not allowing me to watch tv, and beat me is all because I am special, super special in fact." Harry chuckled at his little joke.

Dudley didn't seem to think that anything was funny because when he got up, he wiped his drooling mouth and glared at Harry and said " yeah I already know how special in your head you are, with all your deranged inner laughter, and subtle craziness. You can't deny it I have known you most of my life and you are much different than you used to be something was shaken loose after mom and dad died."

Harry contemplated what Dudley had said, and looked at Dudley, his face looked like a determined one that wanted to change but needed some time. Harry realised that Dudley really had changed he know understood how Harry's life had somewhat been like.

"Look I know you probably will always feel a hundred times the sadness in your life than I will ever feel, and I am not saying that we are friends right now ok. I just need like a lot of time, and I kind of wanted to say … I am….. sorry… for everything that you have had to go through because of me. But I must tell you this now you have a long road to walk, and TRUST NO ONE, oh wait wrong fandom, just don't be a follower, don't trust everyone and always do it the Harry way." Dudley finished. He turned around gave a signal to his posse and walked away with them.

Harry shouted at him, "I guess you did grow up, I don't remember you being so wise or deep!" Dudley turned around and gave Harry a thumbs up and walked away.

I couldn't do it I had meant to turn Dudley into a vengeful super villain. But I couldn't do it I just kept thinking of Dudley going to a super harsh orphanage and how his life was turned upside down and how he somewhat knew what it was like to be Harry, and Dudley had realized that Harry had, had it worse so I just couldn't bring myself to do it.