Well, I'm back. I would apologize, but I don't feel that sorry. School is insane, and I have no time for anything. As always big thanks to my beta reader Josie Raine.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, who is wonderful and kind for letting lonely nerds like me play with her characters. Also the story is mine, so no stealy stealy.
Excerpt of The Unofficial Biography of Harry Potter by Hermione Granger
No member of the wizarding world would see Harry Potter for the next six years. Dumbledore mounted many searches for him but none bore fruit. Eventually most of the Wizarding World excepted that Harry Potter had vanished and was most likely dead. So when it came time for the Boy-Who-Lived to attend Hogwarts few expected him to make an appearance. Dumbledore sent the letter of course, but not even his staunchest supporters believed it would do any good. But the doubters were to be silenced when the famous child appeared in The Leaky Cauldron on the week before Hogwarts was due to begin. The following are accounts of the fateful day when Harry Potter burst back into magical society.
Tom, Bartender and Owner of the Leaky Cauldron: "O, I remember it like yesterday, I do." The wizened man says with a toothless smile, "He came in the bar like it was somat he did everyday, swept right past the regulars and straight to the passage. This big burly fella, wrapped head to foot in black robes, following him. If I didn't know any better I'd have thought it was Hagrid, normal folk ain't that big. But this one, he was quiet, eerie, all swaddled in his darks like the Reaper himself. So he and his eerie-arse friend go straight to the Diagon Passage, not so much as a hello to nobody. But Doris Crockford gets a look at him and goes right off the deep end, screeching about ghosts. This gets everyone's focus and the poor boy gets mobbed. They're so many people that you can't even see him. Then there's this great flash of light, and he's over by the Passage with this cheeky grin on his face. While we're all staring gobsmacked he just waves and heads down the passage, Tall, Dark and Eerie following behind.
I think it's safe to say that Harry's first five minutes in the Leaky Cauldron were a good indicator of how he would interact with the rest of the Wizarding World. He played a game that only he could see and loved every stinking minute of it. Some would say he hated them, but Harry once told me that he only hated the ones who couldn't take a joke. So yeah, I guess he hated a fair amount. Purebloods always had a hard time accepting Harry's unique sense of humor. But that was not the most interesting thing to happen to Harry on that fateful day, not by a long shot. No, that would be what most refer to as the First Potter Incident, There would be 23 successive Potter Incidents at the time of this publication.
It began when Harry entered Gringotts. He came to the teller desk behind Theodore Nott Sr. Now what happened next is subject to conjecture and speculation as no one was close enough to hear what had been said. But the result was Nott flying off his feet from the powerful punch delivered by Harry. The following are a few eyewitness accounts.
Gregory Parkinson, Pureblood: "Theodore was simply conducting his business when Potter grabbed and assaulted him. It was simply barbaric."
Tippy, former House-Elf of the Nott family: "Old Master was talking with Teller Goblin, Harry Potter felt that Old Master was being rude to Teller Goblin. So Harry Potter punch Old Master, hard. Tippy enjoyed that, Tippy did."
Hemtooth, Goblin Teller: "Stupid Humans."
When asked about the reason for his attack on Mr. Nott, Harry himself responded "He's an ass." before vanishing. I get the feeling he doesn't want me to write this book.
Well, whatever Nott said, I can imagine he swiftly regretted it. But had Harry known what his simple action would cause, he may have chosen differently.
Oh, who are we kidding, he probably would have done it faster.
The goblin Raghook, who was dealing with Nott at the time, was annoyed that Harry had intervened on his behalf. He declared that Harry had insulted his honor and demanded reparations. Everyone agrees on what Harry said next.
"Well come on then you great grumpy gasbag." He smirked, making a bring it motion with his hands.
Raghook roared in rage, charging over his desk. Having drawn an axe almost as large as he was. Which was cleaving down towards Harry's unprotected head. Just before the irate goblin sliced him in two Harry moved, twisting out from under the blow like a snake.
"Well that's hardly sporting," Harry said mockingly "Attacking an unarmed child, where's your goblin honor."
Raghook snarled before charging again. And once more Harry danced out of the way. This time though, he swung a pair of wicked looking daggers at the goblins unprotected back, earning a shallow gash in the tough skin. Raghook actually smiled as he turned around.
"Good sneak attack...for an impudent boy." the goblin said
"Aww, I'm touched" the impudent boy said "Shame I don't have anything nice to say to you. I heard the goblins were a proud warrior race, just my luck I get the one with all the pride and none of the warrior."
"Hm, I'll have to teach you manners." Raghook seemed pleased by this prospect
"Uglier things than you have tried," Harry said "But please try, I do value the sport."
At that the battle between Goblin and Boy began in earnest. Harry moved like lightning jumping, spinning and darting under Raghook's defense. By contrast, Raghook was a rock, taking anything Harry could dish out. The battle seemed incredibly evenly matched. Harry was able to dodge all of Raghook's blows, and his knives had very little effect on the Goblin's tough hide.
"Don't suppose you'll take a break while I go find a sword?" Harry said
"No, I don't think so" Raghook smirked
"Well it was worth a shot." Harry smirked back.
Harry jumped right back into the fight. Working all the harder to make up for his weapon's lack of effect. He moved like a tornado, daggers spinning right though Raghook's defense. The goblin fell to his knees, bleeding from a multitude of cuts. His axe clattered to the floor.
"I think I win" Harry said, leaning over the fallen Raghook with a leering grin.
"Hmph, not yet!" Raghook lept to his feet, delivering a staggering right hook. Harry stumbled back, crashing to the ground. Raghook toppled to his knees once more, panting heavily.
"Hm, you've got one hell of a punch my little friend." Harry said
"And here I thought you didn't have anything nice to say boy." Raghook said
"Why were we fighting?" Harry asked laughing "I can't even remember."
"I felt like you had insulted me when you punched that buffoon, I may have overreacted a bit."
"I didn't do it for you, I just wanted to get the line moving." Harry said
"Ha, of course" Raghook laughed, a harsh grating sound "So shall we get down to business, Master Potter."
"How do you know my name?"
"Only a Potter would be dumb enough to taunt an irate goblin."
"Fair Enough"
The two went to the goblins offices. During this time Harry managed to broker the first alliance with the goblins in centuries. This of course angered many of the Pureblood elite, who had tried and failed to form such alliances in the past. When asked why they chose to ally with Harry the goblin chief Ragnok had this to say.
Ragnok, Chieftain of the Gringotts Goblins: "Harry impressed us. He doesn't treat us any differently than he does anybody else."
But there was still one more interesting encounter to happen to Harry during his first trip to Diagon Alley. His visit to Ollivander's was, to say the very least interesting. We spoke with the renowned wandmaker to try to figure out what exactly happened when Harry Potter bought his wand.
Garrick Ollivander, Renowned Wandmaker: "The Boy entered my shop late in the day, when the sun was just beginning to set. I've sold many great wands at sunset, you know. Both Dumbledore and He-Who-Must-Be-Named purchased their first wands at sunset. It's an auspicious time. But I digress, He was by far one of the toughest customers I've ever had. We went through hundreds of wands, until finally we came to one I was sure would work. It was a Holly wand, 11 inches with a Phoenix core. The feather came from Dumbledore's Phoenix and shared a brother with the wand of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. But it was not to be. I'm not even sure how it happened. As he waved it, the wand seemed to sputter as though it was having trouble creating the magic. I'll admit I was a bit perplexed, it's like it should have worked but something stopped it from doing so. I was running out of wands, and honestly becoming a bit nervous. If I didn't have a wand for the Boy-Who-Lived, my reputation would be ruined. In my desperation, I did something I had sworn not to do. I brought out a wand created by my Great-Grandfather decades ago. It was a wand created, more to prove that it could be created, rather than to be used. The wood had come from an extraordinarily violent Whomping Willow, retrieving it had cost my Grandfather one of his legs. It was 13 inches long, Thirteen being a powerfully unlucky number. But the most dangerous part was the core. A hair from a young unicorn still gold in color, suspended in a solution of Basilisk Venom and Nundu Blood. My grandfather had somehow Married these chaotic ingredients into a single wand. But the test of it killed him, and almost obliterated our shop off the face of the earth. As I brought this wand to the boy I questioned myself constantly, my rational side begging me to return the wand to it's locked box. But in my core I knew that it was the one. And I was right. The fact that the Wand that chose young Master Potter was also the most dangerous wand ever created troubles me, yet I do believe it shall go on to do great things."
Well Ollivander was correct, Harry would go on to do many fantastic things with that wand. He carried it all the way through the years, and I'll say it served him well. But the wild life of Harry Potter was just beginning, he would go on to become one of the most famous wizards in the history of our world. But you already knew that, didn't you?
As always please review, and tell me if the liked the excerpt format. Cause I may like to reuse it. Plus I'm thinking of some new stories. So stay tuned.