Chapter 2

Harry paced back and forth through the clearing, letting out a frustrated sigh, he had no idea where he was or how he was getting back.

"so I traveled here through magic and usually my magic reacts when I'm in danger or am feeling strong emotions so in order to get back I'll have to really want it hmm let's see…"

Harry stopped and closed his eyes stating "There's no place like home, there's no place like home… except maybe a prison cell or being someone's slave… "Very enthusiastic Harry, nice going" he sighed rolling his eyes "you know this wouldn't be so hard if the Dursley's didn't make my life a living hell!"

After Harry finished his self monologue he turned at the sound of a twig breaking to see a giant leopard sitting in a tree above him.

"Ahhh 'pop'" Harry opened his eyes to see himself standing in the ally his cousin had previously cornered him in. "I'm home! I'm alive!" he exclaimed still breathing heavily "What is wrong with this crazy world, why would my magic take me away from my insane, but still relatively safe, cousin to a den of a blood thirty animal!"

Harry looked around again spotting the books not far from him he picked them up "So you decided to follow hmm my little books from the future," He said crackling madly "I have plans for you, yes great plans" Bugger I've been a wizard for a few hours and I'm already going insane this does not bode well for the overall mental health of the wizarding world.

"At least I was able to get back, though how far did I manage to teleport? There are no leopards near London!" Oh well it might be normal for wizards to have suicidal magic teleport them long distances he thought with a sigh or maybe I'm a freak in both worlds. Oh well, I might as well go back to my 'loving home' to face the consequences of using my freakishness in front of my cousin. Bloody hell! My magic really does hate me.

As Harry walked back home he considered his options, there was no doubt in his mind that Dudley went straight back home to tell on Harry, he also knew that he'll probably spend the next week in the cupboard with no food. Now the only question was what he should do with the books, because there was no way that his aunt and uncle would let him keep them, yeah that would blow over well.

"Well I could probably hide them and get them tonight when I sneak out to get something to eat." He mumbled to himself, honestly! they think that lock works? I would have died of starvation a long time ago if it had! As he approached his home he spotted a nice overgrown bush that hid the box nicely. Harry then turned towards his house stealing himself for what was to come and ground his teeth as he slipped inside only to come face to face with a large purple prune "err uh uncle" he stammered was he really standing there this whole time I was out! That really can't be good for his blood pressure; hm I'll make sure to stay out longer next time he thought with an inward smirk.

"Boy!" Vernon raged "How dare you!" he spluttered ramming his sausage like finger into Harry's chest "You good for nothing FREAK! After all we done for you and this is how you repay us? Your going in your cupboard for a week and with no food!" he screamed chest heaving with every word really now, who need future telling books when your relative are so predictable he thought resisting the erg to roll his eyes.

After a few hours of listening to his uncle rage about his ungratefulness to his aunt through his cupboard door, the house had finally gone quiet, with the exception of his uncle's loud snores that seemed to shake the house to it very foundation. Harry finally left his little whole in the wall to scavenge some food and collect his books. It was painfully easy to sneak around the house since his relatives slept like the dead, not like they had a choice, how else would they get a decent night sleep with Vernon snoring. The only thing Harry had to look out for was when one of them decided to get a midnight snack, which happened to be quite often, so harry never lingered outside for long. After grabbing a good portion of food, but not enough for it to be notice, Harry settled down for a long night of reading.

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harryfan160889: you asked if this stories going to be about characters reading the book. It is not, Harry is the only one who will read it and I will not go into depth of him actually reading the book. This story is more of how will the future change if Harry already knew what was going to happen, kind of like Harry going back in time to change the future but without the emotional attachment of actually living in it affecting his judgment.