Chapter 2 – Starting Life Anew

For the first time in his entire life Harry Potter was giddy with excitement as today was his 11th birthday, the day his new life in the magical world begins. Ever since his awakening a year ago things had gotten a bit better for him in his life. He now had his own bedroom now and was getting more meals now as well as the fact that he now had clothes that fit instead of his fat cousins cast off's. Even school was better now as Dudley and his gang avoided him and was at the top of his class. The Dursley's still remembered his awakening but had no memory of Wendy and thought it was Harry who manhandled them so were now scared of him. The atmosphere in the house had changed from feeling like a prison for him to a feeling of a cold war. Harry hated the Dursley's but could now fight back. His Aunt Petunia had given him a box of his Mum's old school things and told him that his parents weren't drunks but were instead a witch and wizard who died somehow. Harry was seething at the thought that he had been lied to for so long and how the Dursley's insulted them over and over again. Over the past year Harry realised that he did only care about the Dursley's but that was only out of hatred, the rest of the world however was meaningless to him and he really couldn't care about the random people in the world. He had seen the ugly side of humanity too much for him to start wanting to know them though he kept having a dream of his Mum dying for him and was sure that it was a memory from when he was a baby.

The Dursley's still occasionally forgot there place and reverted to talking to him like he was a thing but backed off when he glared at them. Harry loved the feeling of power he got from it, that feeling of accepted power, it was always a delectable treat. There was an amusing incident last month for Dudley's birthday when Dudley pushed him down when he talking with a snake and he 'accidentally' made the glass disappear so he fell into a snake enclosure and then the glass reappeared trapping him. Harry was still curious about how he could talk to snakes but he presumed that it just part of being magic. The Dursley's were furious and blamed him but he just reminded them what he could do to them if they came near him so backed off. It was a shame that he was bluffing as he was still trying to work out how to use magic. Sadly he didn't have complete control over his power so bluffing was all he had which meant that he was still expected to cook breakfast but at least this time he could make himself breakfast instead of being fed leftovers.

Harry had found a few books about magic in his Mum's things and saw that they needed a wand to use apparently but he kept trying to do magic without one with some success but it was really tiring on him so he came to the conclusion that the wand must be a way to streamline his magic to make it more efficient. Sadly he had even less progress with his elemental abilities as everything he did paled in comparison to his awakening. He learnt that chaos was complete disorder and lacked any sense, reason or understanding at least from a normal perspective. Harry found the energy beautiful and fascinating to look at. It was light and dark, soft and hard it shouldn't exist but it did. It was in many ways an element of defiance and he felt that it suited him perfectly. Right now the best he could do was create a ball of chaos energy that he could throw around but it needed immense concentration on his part and it frustrated him no end after all what's the point in having an awesome power when he couldn't even bloody use it.

Harry quickly got dressed and headed down to the kitchen for breakfast where he saw that the Dursley's were just sitting there.

"About time boy, go make breakfast," Vernon stated

"On my birthday, really?" Harry asked

"I don't care …" Vernon started but was interrupted

"I do care so make your own or are unable to feed yourself?" Harry asked challengingly

Vernon's face was purple but before he could respond the mail came through the door.

"Just get the mail," Vernon said

Harry did so reluctantly and picked up the mail perusing through it where he found a letter addressed to him. He knew that it must be his letter for Hogwarts as he remembered Wendy telling him that he would get a letter from Hogwarts on his 11th birthday. He absent mindedly gave his uncle the letters whilst looking at the one addressed to him.

"Dad Harry's got a letter," Dudley said accusingly as he snatched it out of Harry's hand and gave it it to his mum

"Cause it's for me," Harry explained angry.

Petunia ripped the letter open and read it. Her face paled to a sheer white sheet.

Vernon took the the letter and read it as well and his expression darkened.

"What do we do?" petunia asked scared

"I don't think that's up to you," Harry said piping in "I want to go so I'll be going. Remember it's boarding school so I'll be staying there."

"Then I suppose you can go at least we get rid of you for most of the year," Vernon said trying to get a victory out of it.

"Good that's settled, now can I have MY letter back?" Harry asked

Vernon roughly handed him the letter and Harry went to his room to read it in private.

Apparently someone from Hogwarts would arrive tomorrow at 10 in the morning to escort him to Diagon Alley tomorrow to help him get his school things and to introduce him to the magical world or in his case reintroduce him. He spent the rest of the day in his room thinking in wonderment about his future in the magical world only leaving for food and the toilet. He didn't care that no one acknowledged his birthday that letter was all he needed.

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The next day arrived and Harry rose early so he didn't have to suffer the Dursley's when he went for a shower and was got dressed in a simple shirt and jeans with trainers and a black hoodie though his shirt was an Iron Maiden shirt but it was his favourite. He still had a few hours to kill so he went over the letter again in detail. The list of items that he would need for school all sounded cool to him especially the stuff about potions. It sounded really interesting to be experimenting and making powerful potions that do different things. Harry had always liked experimenting and pushing the boundaries of what people thought was the limit to the world. The letter also mentioned that he could bring a cat, toad or owl as a pet and Harry immediately wanted an owl. Harry was always more of a dog person despite the fact that Marge stuck her prized dog on him all the time and a toad sounded pathetic yet an owl sounded cool to him and he wanted the most unique owl he could get. He spent the rest of the time practising his elemental powers by conjuring a ball of chaos energy and holding it in mid air for as long as he could until he heard the doorbell ring. Harry quietly snuck behind the wall to listen to his Aunt talk to whoever had come from Hogwarts, he presumed that it was Professor McGonagall. When checking the time Harry realised that she was early.

"Good morning Mrs Dursley I'm here to escort Harry to pick up his school supplies," a stern voice said.

"You're early," Petunia said.

Minerva looked at her pocket watch and said "It appears I am yes, sorry if I caught you at a bad time."

"No it's fine," Petunia said before turning to face upstairs "Boy, it's for you."

Professor McGonagall noticed that Petunia's tone was unpleasant to say the least. Harry came down the stairs. He wasn't what she expected him to be like. For one there were no glasses to speak of and he had an air of power about him. To be honest she was expecting something rather bad as she had always had a bad feeling about leaving Harry here but it really was the safest place for him when the war was still going on as death eaters were still roaming about.

"Thank you dear aunt," Harry said sarcastically which made Petunia scowl "I suppose I'll see you later today where I can tell you all about my wonderful day."

The last bit made Petunia squirm at the thought of hearing about the freakish world which made Harry chuckle. Man he loved tweaking the Dursley's

"Shall we get going then Harry?" McGonagall asked

"Yes we shall Professor," Harry said cheerfully as he and McGonagall stepped outside the house and onto the pavement where she held out a weird stick. Harry was about to ask what she was doing when a red triple decker bus zoomed in front of them.

"Welcome to the day bus …" The conductor began

"Yes, yes I get it just two tickets to Crawley please I'm in a bit of a rush," McGonagall said as she and Harry stepped onto the bus where the conductor gave them both a ticket "You may want to hold on to something."

"Why?" Harry asked a little nervous when all of a sudden the bus seemingly blasted off like a cannon and Harry fell over face first.

"I get it now," Harry commentated with a smile on his face "How does it work?"

"Magic," McGonagall simply commentated holding onto the railing for dear life.

"Yeah I figured that bit out I was hoping for more specifics," Harry said slightly irritated at the dismissal to his question.

"I don't know because it's not my area of expertise," McGonagall said sternly hoping that he would stop his questioning.

"Could've just said that in the first place instead of trying to be clever," Harry grumbled "If everyone's like that I'm going to be pissed off a lot."

"Language," McGonagall chastised

"English," Harry remarked causing McGonagall to scowl "See it's not fun is it."

"You are going to be more annoying than your farther aren't you," McGonagall commentated

"You knew my Dad?" Harry asked now intrigued

"I taught him when he was at school," McGonagall said worried what Harry would say next

"What was he like?" Harry asked again

"You mean they didn't tell you?" McGonagall asked shocked at this

"Who the Dursley's, they told me that Dad was a drunk who died in a car accident," Harry replied "Though they told me that they where a witch and wizard when I got my letter."

McGonagall was stewing in anger now. How could someone do that to a kid? She was angry at the Dursley's for tormenting the boy, angry at Dumbledore for leaving him there and angry at herself for going along with it. Before she could reply they had arrived at Crawley.

"Let's get going, we're on a tight schedule," McGonagall said as she stood up and left the bus with Harry following her. Harry now had a new fascination with the magical world and was determined to find out the truth about his parents and what happened to them.

"What are we doing here?" Harry asked trying to focus more on the present

"We're here to pick up a future class mate of yours," McGonagall answered as she approached a house and knocked on the door. A bushy hair girl opened the door with vigour.

"Professor McGonagall?" She asked

"Yes I presume that you are Hermione Granger then," McGonagall answered

"Yes I can't wait to go," Hermione responded enthusiastically when she noticed Harry standing there "Who's that?"

"Bit rude to demand who I am isn't it?" Harry responded. Truth be told Harry didn't like people much. They had a habit of letting him down and suffered there presence at best and toyed with them when he was in the mood. Unfortunately for Hermione, he was in the mood to play.

"Behave," McGonagall said "This is Harry Potter."

"Please to meet you," Hermione said offering her hand. Harry just raised an eyebrow at this. He was half expecting an apology for Hermione's rudeness yet got nothing. After an uncomfortable silence she lowered her hand as her parents walked up to them.

"Now Hermione be safe okay," Her farther said as he lowered to one knee and hugged her

"Have a good time now," Her mother said as she kissed her forehead as Harry, McGonagall and Hermione all left. There was a bubbling anger within Harry at this display and even jealousy

'That was just cruel' Harry thought 'What the fuck did he do to deserve being tormented his entire life and then forced to see the one thing he had begged every and any deity for.'

Now Harry was in a bad mood and someone was going to have a bad time because of it the question was who? While he was brooding McGonagall tapped him on the shoulder

"What?" Harry asked letting a bit of his anger come through.

"Where you paying attention to what I said?" McGonagall asked sternly

"No," Harry said

"Honestly you should pay attention to a teacher it's rude not to," Hermione commentated

"Whatever," Harry commentated "What'd I miss,"

"Just hold onto my hand we have another girl to pick up and it's too far away to take the bus," McGonagall said. Harry did so and felt like he was pulled through a tight tube before landing somewhere completely different.

"That was unpleasant," Harry commentated and Hermione nodded in agreement

"You did quite well, most people vomit the first time," McGonagall said

"Gee I wonder why," Harry said sarcastically

"Follow me," McGonagall ordered as they approached another house. This one wasn't quite as nice as Hermione's or the Dursley's. McGonagall knocked on the door and a man answered. 'Oh great another loving family to remind him that he was an orphan' Harry thought satirically.

"Hello Mr Brandt I'm Professor McGonagall I'm here to take Sera to pick up her school supplies," She explained.

"Oh good I was scared that you wouldn't show up," Mr Brandt replied "Sera It's for you."

Harry head the footsteps of a girl come down the stairs and came to the door.

"Thanks Dad," Sera said as she hugged him

"Be safe okay," Mr Brandt said and Harry had to role his eyes at this. He was getting really sick of the happy family displays.

"Hi I'm Sera," She said to Harry and Hermione.

"I'm Hermione,"

"Harry,"

"Now then could you all hold onto this rope for me," McGonagall said as she pulled a piece of rope out of her robes. The kids did so and McGonagall just said 'portus' and the four where whisked away to an alley in London.

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Harry fell on the floor for the second time in the day and Sera fell on top of him. Harry just groaned in annoyance and pushed her off of him.

"Hey that was mean," Sera commentated but Harry just ignored her.

"Tell me Professor is every form of magical transportation unpleasant or are you just a sadist?" Harry asked his anger starting to come loose.

"If you were in class I would put you in detention for your rudeness but yes, most forms of magical transportation is uncomfortable," McGonagall answered sternly getting angry herself at Harry for his rudeness "Come on now."

Hermione helped Sera up and they followed McGonagall until they reached a pub called the leaky cauldron.

"Not very professional to be drinking on the job is it," Harry commentated

"Be quiet," McGonagall said as they entered the pub. Harry realised that the pub looked like it was from the past. It was lit by candlelights instead of bulbs and people were dressed in weird robes.

"Professor McGonagall will it be the usual?" The bartender asked

"Not today Tom I'm here on Hogwarts Business," McGonagall said. The bartender looked at the kids and saw Harry's scar.

"Merlin's beard it's Harry Potter," The bartender gasped out loud. Suddenly the whole place was staring at Harry making him uncomfortable

"You know it's rude to stare," Harry said "Please tell me that everyone isn't gonna be like these people?"

McGonagall just sighed and shooed the kids to the entrance to Diagon Alley. She tapped some bricks with her wand and the wall split into an opening that revealed Diagon Alley. The only word that Harry could think of to describe it was awesome. The houses where all misshaped and asymmetrical and people were bustling about shopping. They walked through the alley seeing all the weird and wonderful stuff that witches and wizards bought for themselves from weird ingredients to brooms.

"Excuse me professor but how are supposed to pay for all this?" Hermione asked. Harry had thought about that too and was curious.

"We will be going to Gringotts bank so you can get some money to pay for everything," McGonagall explained as they approached a huge building with marble pillar's and giant guards at the door. When they entered they saw some strange looking small people working

"What are they?" Sera asked

"Goblins, they run the bank and are crafty. I must stress that you should never anger a goblin as it can be quite fatal," McGonagall warned as they approached the front desk.

"Miss Hermione Granger, Miss Seraphine Brandt and Mr Harry Potter would like to make a withdrawal," McGonagall said calmly.

The goblin looked up and said "Present your key's then."

McGonagall pulled two keys out and presented them.

"Very well follow me," The goblin said getting down and leading them to the back.

"Professor how come you only showed two keys?" Hermione asked

"One is the key for Hogwarts and the other is Mr Potter's key," McGonagall explained as they reached a cave system with a cart resting on some rails

"How come he has his own?" Sera asked as they got on the cart.

"I'll explain later," McGonagall said "Hold on you lot."

Harry did so remembering the bus they took as the cart took off like a roller-coaster. This Harry actually liked plus he was feeling a little smug about having his own vault. When they stopped the girls looked a little green.

"You wait here Mr Potter," McGonagall said as Sera and Hermione got out of the cart and toward the vault. The Goblin took the key and unlocked it to reveal a room full of pouches.

"Please only take one as they are the annual allowance for muggleborn students," The goblin said.

"How much are they?" Sera asked

"500 Galleons," The goblin said

Sera and Hermione each took one and left.

"What's a muggleborn?" Sera asked

"A witch or wizard born to non-magical parents," McGonagall answered

"So Harry has magical parents?" Hermione said as they approached the cart again

"I had magical parents yes," Harry answered darkly

Sera lowered her head at that and could understand why Harry was mean. He mustn't have had a good childhood. Hermione however didn't understand.

"So how'd they die?" Hermione asked and Harry's face just turned red in anger.

"Fuck off bucktooth," Harry responded. Instantly Hermione's eyes started to tear up and Harry just smiled at the result. He had gotten good at knowing where to verbally punch people over the past year so it was nice to see his hard work pay off.

"Both of you enough!" McGonagall said realising she was too late to stop it escalating to high "Apologize to each now!"

"That would be pointless cause I promise you I won't mean it," Harry replied. McGonagall was a little shocked at the cruelty displayed by a ten year old. She knew that the insult was planned out from Harry and the smile he had was a little scary to her. She lamented at the fact that she had failed two of her favourite students by allowing their son to become this cruel.

"It's fine," Hermione said sniffling "I'm sorry for asking about your parents."

"Whatever," Harry said as the cart flew by again towards the Potter vault. When they reached it Harry stepped out with McGonagall and opened the vault. Inside the vault was a literal mountain of gold.

"You didn't think your parents would leave you with nothing did you," McGonagall commentated.

Harry was just speechless at this and saw a pouch sitting there that said 2000 Galleons so he took it and left. They all left Gringotts with Hermione being much more subdued than she had been earlier. Sera just scowled at Harry. Where did he get off being such a dick. Sure his parents are dead but that doesn't give him the right to be an arsehole to everyone about it.

"First let's get you all your robes," McGonagall said looking at Harry warily. She still couldn't quite believe how calculating his verbal attack was. They walked in and saw a blonde hair boy being measured for his robes.

"You here for school robes too?" The owner said "I'll be with you soon just stand on the stool and the tape do it's thing. All three of them did and a tape measure did it's thing on it's own. Harry suspected that if he asked how it's works he would just the asinine response of 'magic.'

"So what house do you think you'll be in?" The blonde boy asked

"House?" Harry responded

"You don't know … ah, muggleborn I see then I won't see you in Slytherin then." The boy responded.

"And whys that?" Harry asked testily.

"Cause only the Purebloods go into the noble house of Slytherin," He responded.

"Got it, house for the rich and snobbish," Harry replied

"What was that?" The boy asked in anger

"I said that it's the house for those who look down on others for the simple fact that they born from some rich bitch," Harry replied hoping the boy would rise to the bait. Oh how he wanted to vent.

"What did you call my mother?!" the boy asked angrily

"Are you deaf? I called her the rich bitch that plopped you out," Harry said turning to face him. Before it could escalate McGonagall stepped in

"Enough Mr Potter," She said "Stop picking fights."

"Potter as in Harry Potter?" the boy asked "Well then I guess this behaviour can be explained thanks to your filthy mothers blood."

Everyone gasped at this except Harry who was smiling. Instead of ranting and raving like everyone else when they lost there temper Harry just smiled as he thought of how to hurt others in painful and humiliating ways. Harry just punted the boy in the balls and he fell down onto the floor in tears but before he could continue the boy's mother walked in.

"DRACO?! What happened?!" The boys mother demanded

"He said something that he shouldn't," Harry replied as his mother pulled Draco up and led him out of the shop "Though he may have a ruptured scrotum at least I hope so."

"Really Mr Potter, you are going to make my life difficult for the next seven years," McGonagall said. Hermione looked scandalized and Sera looked a little proud of Harry.

"Huh, I was expecting a bit more than that," Harry said

"Truth be told I was a little happy that you did it. Your mother was one of my favourite students but you shouldn't resort to violence," McGonagall said

"I don't like bully's," Harry simply responded with steel "Though fear is a good way to shut them up."

"Nevertheless whilst at Hogwarts report any bullying to a teacher," McGonagall said

"Sure," Harry said as they all continued to be fitted for robes. Harry got higher quality robes than the girls but was essentially the same as theirs. They then spent the day going from store to store with Harry buying better quality versions of everything than the girls especially his trunk which was thief proofed and had a feather weight charm as well as multiple compartments. When in the book store they noticed a line of books about Harry that didn't seem to actually be about him and referred to him as the Boy-Who-Lived. That explained the staring but why him?

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They were about to get their wands when they passed the magical menagerie and Harry noticed a snowy white owl that captivated him. He walked up to the caged bird and admired it.

"Careful there son, she bites everyone, it's bin a pain to sell er," The owner said but Harry paid him no mind and began to pet the owl "Well I'll be you want her?"

"Very much yes," Harry said "How much?"

"25 Galleons," The man said and Harry quickly dropped them into the man's hand and let Hedwig out of his cage "I'll get you some treats for her."

Harry took the treats and rejoined his group with his snowy owl on his shoulder.

"So what's her name?" Sera asked

"Dunno yet, I'll figure it out later," Harry replied.

"Come on you lot let's get you your wands so we can eat," McGonagall said. They all followed her into a shop that seemed empty when all of a sudden a man appeared from the back riding a ladder.

"Ah new students how joyous," The man said happily with a smile "Minerva McGonagall 9 inches fir with dragon heartstring, I hope it's served you well."

"It has Olivander, but we are here for these three to get there wands," McGonagall said

"Ah yes such a great occasion well then shall we begin," Olivander said as he approached Hermione with a open wand box who took the wand and then nothing happened.

"Nope not that how about this one," Olivander said as he offered another wand. On it went until finally there was gust of power coming from Hermione.

"Interesting 10¾ inches Vine wood with a dragon heartstring core, a powerful and promising wand, I will be expecting great things from you," Olivander commentated making Hermione blush "now who's next?" Sera stepped up and the process began all over again until Olivander began to mumble something before he presented a new wand and the sense of power radiated from Sera.

"Now that's interesting 11 inches, holly with a phoenix feather core, nice and supple. The strange thing is I had presumed that this wand would belong to young Mr Potter," Olivander commentated

"Why is that?" McGonagall asked

"Because it's brother gave him his scar," Olivander commentated and an eerie silence overcame the shop "But no matter the wand has chosen it's witch so let's move onto you now Mr Potter."

Sera was just looking at her wand in awe and confusion. Why did it choose her and who owned the wand that scarred Harry. Why was she chosen for it and not Harry. Harry took even longer than Sera and the place was soon a mess with discarded wands some of which had blown up at the tip.

"Hmm I wonder if it's possible?" Olivander mumbled

"Wonder if what's possible?" Harry asked

"I wonder if you will be the one to wield my secret wand?" He answered

"Secret wand?" McGonagall asked as Olivander went to the back but kept talking

"You see there is this tale of a wand so powerful that it is unbeatable and In my youth I tried to recreate it." Olivander began "I failed of course but the end product is still the most remarkable wand I have ever seen so much so that I named it Madness." He returned holding a wand in a box.

"Why is it called madness?" Sera asked captivated

"Because it makes no sense, I have no idea how it works because it really shouldn't yet it does and appears to defy all known knowledge of wand lore."

It was strange as it appeared to be glowing red and Harry could feel the power within it calling to his soul and the wand appeared to be begging to join him and revel in his chaotic magic. He took the wand and could feel the power within the wand and the chaos within it.

"13 inches, African Ebony wood with a duel core of Thestral tail hair and a shard of the Philosophers stone, feisty. This is wand called Madness because it's two cores shouldn't coalesce but they do and the sheer power within this wand means that it will very often overpower spells on it's own hence why I named it Madness, because the wand should blow up under the amount of power yet doesn't and appears to actually be more self aware than any other wand I've ever seen." Olivander explained

"It's self aware?" McGonagall asked

"All wands have a bit of awareness hence why they only work properly for the witch or wizard they choose but Madness appears to be more reactive to the point were it refuses to work for anyone other than Harry so long as Harry is loyal to it," Olivander explained

"So it's my partner in magic not a tool to be used," Harry said

"Exactly," Olivander said "I think you will be a very unique wizard Harry and forge your own pathway through this world."

"Thank you Olivander," Harry said grateful. How couldn't he be, his wand is perfect and he can't wait to try out some spells with her. The three of them all paid for there wands and headed to the Leaky Cauldron to eat.

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The four ate in silence and Harry noticed people staring at his scar again which was rarther annoying.

"Why am I famous Professor?" Harry asked suddenly and McGonagall put down her drink to answer him.

"it's because you saved us ten years ago," McGonagall answered "There was a dark wizard running rampant throughout the country and he killed everyone who stood against him."

"He killed my parents didn't he?" Harry interrupted

"Yes he did," McGonagall replied sombre "Then he tried to kill you but failed, somehow you survived that night when everyone else would've died. That's why they call you The Boy-Who-Lived that;'s why your famous."

"So everyone believes that at 1 year old I stopped a dark lord?" Harry said

"Most people do believe that yes but either way you are a symbol of peace to the world," McGonagall said "Personally I believe you Mum did something."

"Really?" Harry said

"Yes, she was always very smart and I'm sure that she had some trap lying in wait to protect you,"

"Thanks," Harry said. It was nice to hear something positive about his parents for once and it warmed his chaotic soul "So what's this dark lord's name?"

"We don't say his name," McGonagall said as she leaned in and whispered "Voldemort."

"Voldemort?" Harry said questioning the stupidity of the name whilst being shushed by McGonagall

"Don't say his name in public, you'll frighten people,"

"He was that bad?" Hermione asked.

"Yes he was." McGonagall said

"Is he still alive?" Harry asked
"Maybe, Headmaster Dumbledore believes so but there's been no proof in 10 years," Professor McGonagall answered.

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They finished there meal and McGonagall dropped them off in reverse order until Harry was back with the Dursley's. He just put his newly acquired things in his room and thought about what he had learnt. His parents were murdered and the man responsible could be out there plotting his return. A part of Harry was happy about this, finally he knew the person responsible for all the crap in his life and he could plot his revenge though how do you plot revenge on someone who his just a possibility for now. Harry looked at his owl and struggled to think of a name. He rattled off a bunch of names that the owl shook in disapproval of until finally they settled on Hedwig. Harry then looked at his wand with curiosity. Like his element it didn't make sense and shouldn't be possible yet it was and thus Madness was born or 'Maddy' to Harry. Harry spent the rest of the day relaxing and focusing on his his element promising to himself that he would have made an improvement by the time he reached Hogwarts.

Hermione had gotten home and told her parents about her day and even about Harry Potter especially when he insulted her teeth though she didn't expect to be chastise for being rude to him in the first place and promised to do better to her parents but she didn't particularly want to see Harry again. He was rude, abrasive and had no respect for anyone or anything. Though she was practically giddy with excitement and began reading one of the many books she had bought in the day.

Sera had also spent the day talking to her dad about her day though left with a interesting opinion of Harry and Hermione. Hermione seemed nice but needed to loosen up a bit and was a bit of a teachers pet. Harry meanwhile appeared complex. Sera was always very observant of others and could tell that Harry had led a tough life and was touchy about his family. The most telling thing was the smile he had when he heard about his mum as she got that. Her mum also died when she was young so she understood how nice it was to hear about the dead family. Another thing was her wand and how closely linked to Harry it was. A part of her wanted to hand it over to him cause surely it should belong to him but it chose her which just caused her to question how closely linked to Harry was her life going to get.

McGonagall was currently meeting with the headmaster and the heads of houses.

"So Minerva how was your day with the future first years?" Dumbledore asked calmly

"Enlightening and exhausting," McGonagall said

"Oh How so?" Dumbledore asked chuckling

"Well there was two witches who seem promising and I'm gonna guess one is a shoe in for Ravenclaw based on her love books," McGonagall said "Whereas the other one seems quite smart but her wand was interesting to say the least,"

"How so?" Flitwick asked

"It's the brother wand to You-Know-Whos wand," McGonagall said

"Really? I had assumed that young Harry Potter would end up with that wand," Dumbledore commentated

"I have a bone to pick with you Albus about Harry Potter specifically his relatives," McGonagall said getting heated

"I have already said before it's the safest place for him," Dumbledore said

"Then I have a question for you, what do you think he is going to be like when you see him?" McGonagall asked

"I imagine that he will be a calm, nice boy very much like his farther," Dumbledore answered curious as to where Minerva was going with this

"Well Harry Potter isn't like that," McGonagall said "That boy has certainly inherited his father's lack of care for the rules but there is a cruelty to that boy. He is angry at the world and seems to want to take from it what he feels he is owed."

"What are you saying Minerva?" Sprout asked

"I'm saying that Harry Potter will be nothing like any of you expect. He appeared fine if a bit sarcastic but the second he saw young Hermione and her family he changed into a boy filled with hate and enjoyed hurting others to make himself feel better," McGonagall explained

"So the brat misses his parents what'd you expect?" Snape sneered out

"Oh don't you start Snape cause that boy is not going to bow down to you. He is cold, calculating and quite possibly one of the best Slytherin's I have ever seen," McGonagall said

"A Potter in Slytherin that'll be the day," Snape laughed

"Severus, he is cold, calculating, ambitious and has a strong sense of family, they are all Slytherin qualities," McGonagall said "Also Harry ran into the young Malfoy and started a fight with him,"

"Why?" Flitwick asked

"He insulted Harry's mother," McGonagall answered.

"I see," Dumbledore said stroking his beard and looking a little uncomfortable "Are you sure about this Minerva."

"Yes. Don't get me wrong he seems to be a good person but selfish and cold," Minerva explained

"What about his wand Minerva, You said another got the Brother wand so what wand does Harry have?" Dumbledore asked curious

"Olivander called it Madness," McGonagall answered and Dumbledore paled at this "I take it you know of the wand."

"How is that possible?" Dumbledore muttered out

"Excuse me but what is this Madness?" Sprout asked

"The most powerful wand Olivander has ever created and he doesn't know why it works cause apparently it shouldn't even work but it does," McGonagall explained "It's also self aware."

"Aren't most wands a little self aware?" Flitwick asked

"Not on the level of this wand," Dumbledore said "Madness seems to have emotions and is the most self aware wand there has ever been."

"What's the wand made of?" Snape asked intrigued now.

"Thestral tail hair and a shard of the Philosophers stone," Dumbledore answered "Life and death mixed together in perfect harmony."

"That's insane," Sprout said

"If Harry is the owner of that wand then he will be incorruptible to other peoples beliefs and will always take the untravelled road rather than the pre-made one, he will be the most unique wizard the world has ever seen."

"Olivander said the same thing," McGonagall said

"So he is going to be a rule breaker essentially fantastic," Snape sneered out.

"I see very well your all dismissed," Dumbledore said as they all left his office.

This shouldn't have happened. Nothing was going as he had planned and Harry is proving to be a complete wild card in the future. Dumbledore only hoped that whatever path Harry took was a good one. Dumbledore really didn't want to see a third dark lord in his time.

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Authors Notes

Thank you for reading this chapter.

As you can see Harry is not the nicest of people in this but I will stress that he isn't going to be a bully but more of a lone wolf at least at first. I wanted to add Hermione and Sera to his visit to Diagon Alley to show what Harry would be like with them at first though Sera seemed to take a back seat but that's because she's smart not to piss off Harry. Don't worry she'll be more fiery next time.

I know Harry's wand 'Maddy' might seem overpowered and ridiculous but that doesn't mean that he will be overpowered as there is a lot more to magic than who has the fanciest stick. Yes Harry is going to be good at magic but only at the practical stuff mostly. I will say that yes Harry has a wand that is strong but The Elder Wand is still the strongest though Harry has the advantage as 'Maddy' will always answer to Harry even if he is disarmed unlike The Elder Wand.

Next Chapter – A Long Strange Train Journey.