A new twist

(Disclaimer: I dont own Harry Potter Nor do i own anything else except the plot and any original things i may make up).

An. I have decided that i want Harry to be three years older than Daniel this will be as far as i go with similarities my story may have with Rise from the dust. I am 4 years older than my own little brother so i think i can have Harry and Daniels relationship be a good one as i have plenty of experience with annoying younger siblings.

Chapter 2

Reincarnation its a strange thing, are you the person you was before or are you different, which one of you is in control you or the other you.

Sweat poured down the body of one Harry Potter. Pushing his body to its limits was one of the things that Harry enjoyed the most. He had long since foregone the reading of books and now almost entirely focused on sports.

His brother was the boy who lived and whilst this meant that he was more famous than him, and often held more attention than him when they went out in public. Harry didn't hate the boy rather he kind of pitied him.

His mother and father had treated them almost the same despite the others obvious power and fame. This was something that Harry was almost eternally grateful for. It was the reason he had pushed himself so much, he desired for his family to know that he was strong without the need of magic.

He had excelled in all manner of sports. Things such as Judo and Muay Thai which he had gotten into when his mother had taken him to his first self defence class.

He had been named a prodigy in the art of fighting something which had pleased him greatly. It meant that despite not having any magic he was still strong. The fact that his teachers sung praises about him and even his parents sung praises about him also helped.

You might find it strange that such a young boy of about 6 would be going to self-defence classes when it is both something that wizards don't usually do as they usually used wand work to defeat their foes.

And their in lies the answer. For you see when Voldemort had attacked the boys somehow Harry's magic had been taken from him. Dumbeldore had hypothesized that the boy had felt such a great need to protect his brother that magic itself had responded.

He had hypothesized that Harry's magic had merged with Daniels to save both of the boys from the curse. So in essence both of the boys were the boys who lived. Although this was kept secret from the public and Dumbeldore had announced that Daniel was the boy who lived.

This had the butterfly effect of making it so that everybody focused on Daniel. This kept Harry out of harms way as without any magic he would be unable to protect himself from the death eaters that could come after him out of revenge for their fallen lord.

They had told this to Harry himself as they had felt that to keep such a thing from him would only serve to hurt their bond with him in the long run. Harry still remembered the day that he was told he could never access magic.

Flashback

The 5 year old Harry ran around potter mansion as he chased his little brother Daniel who was on their toy broomstick. This was something that was extremely dangerous. Not just because it was in the house around all the antiques and pottery. But because Daniel who was riding the broom was only 2 years old.

This danger however did not present itself in the mind of elder brother Harry Potter nor his little partner in crime Daniel Potter. All the two of them cared about was who was quicker the boy on the broom or the boy running.

Sadly for Harry he had underestimated Daniels flying skills which were that of a natural like most of the potters were. If there was one thing the Potters had always excelled in it was quidditch with their father being so good he led gryffindor to victory 3 years in a row.

Little Daniel was no exception he was gifted in the art of flying just like his older brother and father. Something which Harry was now regretting as he ran to catch up with his elusive younger brother.

Little Daniel looked behind him a smirk crossing his pudgy face which was framed by black hair his emerald eyes glittering in victory as he stuck out his tongue at his elder brother "Yow hawe wost Hawwy" (Sorry for the spelling but can you really expect a two year old to be able to speak properly i mean be realistic a 4 year old maybe but a 2 year old hell no).

Harry growled low in his throat as he chased after his little brother "I'm gonna catch you just you wait"

Daniel laughed serenely as he flew ahead of his elder brother. He was having so much fun that he didn't notice the corridor make a sharp turn. His brother Harry screamed in panic as the boys broomstick connected with the wall. A sickening crunch was heard as the wooden broom splintered and snapped. Daniel was sent sailing into the air only for their mother Lily to appear wand outstretched as she cast Wingardium Leviosa and wrapped her hands around her child saving him from a fall that could have killed him.

Harry looked at his mother with something akin to hero worship. He had heard tales of magic but he had never actually seen it first hand. Now that he had he knew that he wanted to one day be able to something like that it looked so cool.

Harry bounced up and down as he bulrushes his mother with questions "What was that! Is this what a wand looks like ... will I ever be able to do something like this".

Lily looked at her son sadly she didn't want to tell him but keeping it from him would only hurt him even more. Giving Daniel to James who had come rushing upstairs at the sound of the broom snapping "James can you please occupy Daniel I need to speak to Harry".

Guiding Harry towards his room she wasn't surprised at what he said to her "Mom i didn't do anything wrong please don't punish me". Lily smiled at her eldest as they entered his room "Go sit on your bed! I'm not going to punish you although I should as what you did was very dangerous".

Harry was about to jump onto his bed but seeing the look in his mother's eyes decided not to push his luck. Sitting down he watched as his mom pulled up a chair and sat down herself.

For a few moments all was silent as Lily Potter tried to find a way to tell her eldest he could never use magic. Seeing no alternative and no way to lessen the blow she just straight up told him "Your don't have a magical core! you cannot access magic".

Tears fell from the eyes of Harry he had spent so much time trying to learn magic from books in the Potter library. He had always felt that he was missing something if he couldn't access magic how was he gonna prove he was strong.

Harry broke down crying as Lily Potter drew her eldest into a hug and let him cry on her shoulder.

Flashback end

It had taken Harry a few days to come to terms with the fact he would have no access to magic. And hence he would have no access to in his mind superpowers. Truth be told he was a little jealous of Daniel now. He spent less time with his little brother due to this as the boy in his mind had everything.

He had fame he had magic hence he was more powerful than his older brother and that was something that pissed Harry off. The fact that Daniel was going to be trained by his parents in magic also meant he would have more time with them and they would have less time for him.

Now that Harry thought about it maybe that was why they had taken him to those self-defense classes. So that he could take his mind off the fact he had no magic.

Kudos to them but it hadn't worked. Harry still wished more than anything to have abilities of his own. After all it didn't matter what he did he would still be weaker than his brother. Harry felt like crying but he would not he hadn't cried since that day and he wouldn't start now he was stronger than that.

There was no way that he was going to be pushed aside for his brother. They hadn't done anything yet but he had noticed the signs. The looks of disappointment that were directed his way by his parents the constant comparing to his little brother.

He was 6 for god sake why should he act like his younger brother. Hell why should he even hang around the little toe rag. It was his fault that Harry didn't have magic he would never forgive him for that.

He wouldn't forgive him not just because of that but because he knew he could no longer be the heir to the most Ancient and Noble house of Potter. After all the heir needed to be a wizard they needed to have at least some magic in them.

Hell even squibs had been accepted before. But somebody with no magic to speak Harry laughed at the possibility of that happening. His younger brother had taken everything from him his magic his title as heir and he wouldn't be surprised if he took his parents love too.

He hated that little fucker so much he wanted to. Harry screamed in pain as he fell to his knees. A burning hot fire was searing through his body. He felt his whole body burn as if it had been lit alight.

Pain beyond anything he had ever felt before rushed through Harry's mind. He felt blood as it leaked from his eyes. Dripping down his face to mix with the tears that had finally been shed.

He could no longer scream it hurt that much. It felt like every single nerve in his body had been struck by lightning. It was too much for the poor boy who was not used to such pain. His vision faded into blackness as he collapsed on the floor of his room unknowing that he had got his wish but at a terrible price.

Chapter end

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. This chapter is shorter than i usually make them but i felt it was necessary as i was just doing Harry's perspective on things. Tell me what you think. Wishing you the best until next time on Reincarnation of a loner.