Chapter Two
Choices.
"Well Professor, I do know the dangers, but think of the possibilities if I managed to pull this off" Harry practically shouted at the portrait. "Tom Riddle Gone again, but this time, Nobody has to die."
The old wizard stared intently at harry, and he felt the same way he had when the great warlock was alive. He had the faint feeling of being x-rayed! But then, Albus Dumbledore nodded, and harry Proceeded to use the spell, which suddenly teleported him, back in time. He remembered thinking and noticing that the feeling was not unlike apparating. And suddenly, he landed in bed in Privet Drive, with such force, that the young wizard fainted.
"Up, Get up!" called the shrill voice of Aunt Petunia, as she banged loudly on the door.
"Now" She screeched with a final kick of the door. Harry sat up and tried to remember as best he could. He knew that as he was now eleven years old again, he would be receiving his Hogwarts letter today. He also knew that he had all his magical abilities, except his wand-less magic, which he realised, he was going to have to relearn. He could still apparate, and he could still transform into his animagus form, but he knew doing either of these things, would activate the trace, and let the ministry know that he was performing powerful magic. He decided that he would wait until Hogwarts to train himself up again.
"GET UP COUSIN" yelled Dudley, and he came charging downstairs. "WE'RE GOING TO THE ZOO"
Harry groaned, he had forgotten about this. It was his first experience with talking to snakes, and he wondered if he was still able to do it, as the part of Voldemort's soul was no longer attached to his own. And he also realised that if he wasn't able to speak parsel-tongue, he wouldn't be able to get into the chamber in his second year to save Ginny. He wondered how much of the work he needed to get done, he could do already. Obviously he didn't want to change history so much that nothing of his life would ever be the same again. Suddenly, a small long box appeared beside harry. There was a note attached to it, which harry began to read. "Just a little something to help you along your way. I managed to use it in my portrait, and now it belongs to you. Use it well."
Harry breathed deeply. It was the elder wand. The wand that the second war had caused so much trouble over. The wand that had killed Snape. The list went on of the evil things this wand had done. And now harry was in control of it. Firstly, he cast a spell which shielded him from any magical detection. That would come in handy, he thought, if he had to use magic in an emergency. He quickly changed, and sneaked through to the kitchen, where Aunt petunia was serving up the bacon and eggs.
"Finally decided to get up then boy?" aunt petunia glared. "I had to cook the bacon and eggs for everyone while you lazed about in your bed! After we took you in when your parents died, this is how you repay us?"
Harry Glared, His Emerald Green eyes ablaze with fury, hand flying for the wand. "How DARE you. You know as well as I do that my parents didn't die in a 'car crash'. You know as well as I do that I'm a wizard, and that Hogwarts will be writing to me soon." He held the wand at petunias throat. "And you, Vernon Dursley. Better get off your backside too. I'm Done being treated like crap by you all, and from now on, I run the house." he grinned "oh, and don't think I don't know how to use this. I do, and I WILL, if I have to. Now, I'm hungry, Dudley, those look like nice eggs. May I?" Without waiting for an answer he snatched the plate from his cousin, and started wolfing down eggs. Perhaps that was a little harsh, harry thought. But it wasn't anything more than they deserved. They had made his life hell for years, and it was about time that he fought back. And Dudley, he thought, well, Dudley could stand to lose a few pounds anyway.
AN: So, another chapter finished. I decided that harry should start fighting back as early as possible, but I didn't want him to have that total cliché of wand-less magic. He Will have it, but I'm making him have to relearn it. Please read and review, as I need to know what people think of this.
