Summary- Harry enters the Wizarding World insane and with a wisdom beyond his years. Tagging alone with him is his best friend, The Red Queen herself, Alice Liddell.
Rating- M (just to be safe)
Pairings- None (Yet)
Copy write- I don't own any of the characters that you recognize (And probably some that you don't).
Italics: Any Writings
Bold: Animal/Creature Speaking
#Pound: Actions/Flashbacks/Timejumps#
-Hyphens: Noises/Sounds-
'Italics and Apostrophe: Harry's Thoughts/Animal Talk'
Italics and Bold: Alice's Thoughts/Animal Talk
Italic and Underlined: Remus's Thoughts/Animal Talk
-Italics and Hyphen: Other's Thoughts/Animal Talk-
Magic, Chaos, and Chakra: Pt. 1
Prologue: The Beginning
Number 4 Privet Drive was a normal house on a normal street, just like Number 2 and Number 6 on either side of it. The people of Number 4, however, tried so hard to appear normal that it made them very NOT normal. The NOT normal inhabitants included Vernon Dursley, Petunia Dursley, Dudley Dursley, and Harry Potter.
Vernon Dursley was a large, beefy man who appeared to be lacking a neck. Petunia Dursley, however, was a skinny woman who seemed to have taken Mr. Dursley's neck and made it her own in order to better spy on the neighbors. She also bore a striking resemblance to a horse. Poor horse. The third member of the family, Dudley, must have been switched out with a small whale at some point in his beginning years for he very much resembled one.
The last resident of the house was the most normal-seeming of them all. With raven-black, unruly hair and emerald green eyes hidden behind thick wire-frame glasses, the only thing NOT normal-seeming about young Harry Potter was the thin scar on his forehead that tried to shape itself like a lightning bolt.
Now, for the residents of Number 4 Privet Drive, today was a special day. It was the week Dudley started the Second Grade. Oh, and Harry too. So today, they had to pile into the car and go shopping for Dudley's school supplies. And Harry's too.
Dudley got several mechanical pencils. Harry got one wooden pencil. Dudley got the 64 set of crayons. Harry got 8. Dudley got a cool backpack that had lots of pockets and zippers. Harry got a bag with a velcro shut. Dudley got a lunchbox with neat designs on it. Harry didn't get a lunchbox. He would take paper bags. Dudley got a notebook with college-ruled lines and perforated edges. Harry didn't get a notebook. He would clean out the attic and use a notebook that had already been used.
That was the Dursleys' second mistake. The first mistake was forcing Harry to live in, well, Hell. Being constantly belittled and cursed (figuratively), Harry resented coughhatedcough his relatives. However, young Harry was very good at hiding his emotions.
While cleaning out the attic, Harry did indeed find a notebook. He also found a box. Now, this was anything but a normal cardboard box. It was a case-file box from a mental institution. Harry, curious kitty that he was, opened the box. Inside were a book and a folder. Shifting the book aside for the moment, Harry lifted the casebook (folder) out of the box and read the front.
Liddell, Alice
11-4-1864 8-24-1874
Dr. H. Q. Wilson