The Harry That Never Happened
A/N: This is a Christmas day post! This is my Christmas present to you but also to Harry since this child needs some good things in his life, I mean christ at the moment it looks like he should turn out Dark and I don't want that! I mean he needs a muggle…
Sorry but I also feel Harry should know about magic before Hogwarts
So I hope you all have a very merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, don't get too drunk people!
A Friend and Ally
Harry walked in, dressed in clothes too big and they gave a baggy look to the boy. These hid his malnourished form and the bruised body.
Hiding his sizable limp he wobbled into the library, before talking a seat and surveying the books around him. He didn't have a library card but that didn't matter, this was his one hideaway from his Aunt and Uncles and that was enough for him. Not to mention this place contained so many books he wished to read and learn about.
He looked around making sure to memorise the books he might need later but for now he had one marked out in his mind. It was called "Theories of Magical Energies" and he believed it was mostly fiction however it made an interesting read as well as it conformed to the laws of physics allowing him to learn them at the same time.
Unfortunately he couldn't find it, cursing himself he started to grow angry at the fact he couldn't find it. He didn't think anyone would take it out and so thus it had to be here. Why could he not find it.
As he began to grow angry with himself he double checked his mental picture of it, imagining it. He then began looking again, getting even more anger with himself. No one took that book and this was ruining his free time away from his Aunt and Uncle. Time he didn't get often but today they were away with a relation.
He began to wish for the book to come to his hands, he still kept survey since he knew it wouldn't happen.
Across the table from him sat another man, he was short and had short black hair. Out in front of him was the book "Theories of Magical Energies". His short curly moustache was rather flamboyant and his glasses perfectly round with golden rims.
With some amusement and interest he was viewing the young boy in front of him; the child was obviously annoyed at something and it was amusing that he went about it in such silence.
That was when the book disappeared and reappeared in the boy's hand.
That was when he did a double take, his eyes opening widely.
Across the table the boy did the same, looking from the book to himself and the shelves.
The old man's eyes began twinkling behind his golden frames, looking at the boys he began to say. As if on instinct the boy looked up at the old man with a questioning look on his face.
"So it appears you have the talent."
What surprised him was the answer, cool and collected.
"It appears so, and who may you been to know?"
This shocked the Professor, "My name is Professor Flitwick and then who pray be you?"
"My name is Harry Potter, and I shall be Master Potter then if I must address you as Professor Flitwick." He was logical and rational with no hint of emotion. The perfect poker face.
Never had in all his year, Professor Flitwick been speechless, till that day. Sat in front of him was Harry Potter the boy who was born of Voldemort. He was one of the few Albus had trusted with this information.
Recognising the expression under his companies face he began "If my name leaves you like this, my I know what I have done because I feel that I have done nothing to gain that look of recognition."
This child was far beyond his years and would put Lucius to shame. It was almost as if he was already grown up and seen the worst the world had to offer. Finally gaining his ability to speak the Professor replied, "Master Potter, you were the one to be left after the Dark Lord was slain, you came from the body of the greatest Dark Lord."
In his mind Harry though it was an unlikely story, however he had just done what seemed to be magic and so anything may make sense his logic weighed.
"If I was born of this Dark Lord however does this effect who I am now since I was only born of his body it would seem since he was slain. You do not propose I am him for as you may be able to read my facial expression I was rather shocked at this magic, and so I couldn't be this magical Dark Lord. I would guess he is magical because I know not of him in recent history and so must be hid like magic."
Again Professor Flitwick felt as if he was being read like a book, that this child was different however finding him in a library would mean one thing, he would be Ravenclaw. Deciding the best course of action was to explain who he was and what relevance he was.
"Harry- " He began.
"Master Potter, unless I maybe on first name term with you. You are my equal just because I am young doesn't put me below you." This statement merely adding to the fact that this child should go in Ravenclaw. Feeling defeated he surrendered.
"I am Filius Flitwick, you may call me Filius."
"Thank you Filius, you may call me Harry. Now you may continue." The fact that the statuses had been reflected showed something about this young child, that he had a brain above his age and it might be noted that there may be causes for this.
"Harry, I am going to cast a silencing charm to stop eavesdroppers ok?" He felt that now he should be open and honest with the child, it would be an advantage to get into his good books now for he would probably be his teacher.
"That is ok."
After the silencing charm was up he continued.
"As you already know I am Professor Flitwick. This entire world is not as it would seem to you Harry. Behind everything is something else, that something else is magic and it has been kept away from the standard human world.
"Only so many people every year that are born show magic, first let us get magic straight.
"Magic allows me to do many things that it would be impossible to do otherwise, for example I can levitate objects as well as bend things to my will. Magic is a type of energy that –"
"If it is a type of energy does it follow conservation of energy?" Harry asked.
"Harry I have no idea what you mean, now let me continue.
"Magic is a type of energy that can be used by wizards and witches to do actions, this is because we have magical cores and this means magic can flow through us and be bend so to speak to our will.
"So those with magical cores are magical people, each person's magical core is a different strength and can only be used to bend so much magic but anyway that is off the point.
"This brings us back to the point that magic can only be used by certain people, and only so many of these people are born every year, in some family magical people are born in every generation with all kids being magical. In others you can be the first magical in your family but no matter what you will all be equal.
"The way we find out who is magical is that many magicals will perform accidental magic early in their lives, this is like what you just did by summoning the book."
As Harry digested this information, he began to get excited. So what if he was a freak, freaks are magical. Is this what his Aunt and Uncle always meant?
"So Filius, am I to presume then that you have a place in this world?"
"Yes Harry, when you get to the age of 11 you may be invited to Hogwarts, this is a magical school for magical children and I am a Professor there." What worried Flitwick was how grown up the child was and the fact he showed little emotion. He was keeping something buried.
As Harry stood up, Flitwick's eyes followed the boy. Harry said "It was nice to meet you but now I must leave."
As Harry replaced the book, something clicked for Flitwick. He wasn't sure what finally tipped him off, whether it was Harry's almost adult nature or the fact that his clothes were too big. May be it was the flecks of blood on the back off his trousers or the slight bruising on the back of Harry's neck.
"Harry?" He decided that he must know, if he answered no then Flitwick would place a charm upon him to tell him of what happens to the child.
"Yeah Filius?" Flitwick was still trying to get over being called that.
"How do your adoptive parents treat you?" Deciding he must be gentle when asking this he casually probed.
"They are not my adoptive parents, they are apparently my Uncle and Aunt. They are ok to me." He replied, worried that if he answered wrong then something my happen to them. Though he may be cold on the outside, inside was a small glow of bravery caring, he didn't think that his treatment was that bad.
"Harry, if you want we can meet here every Sunday? I can tell you about magic, what I must ask though is that you must perform no magic unless you are with me. Is this ok?" He wouldn't push the child but he felt that he should at least try to find out and if not then he would work down Harry's cold front.
"Yes I would like that Filius, good day to you." And with that he left, hiding his limp even more and trying not to reveal it to the man. He definitely had things to think over about this apparent magic world he belongs to.
Behind the table Flitwick sat, running over what had happened during their meeting. He was regarding it as one of the strangest meetings he had ever had and debating whether he could find out about Harry's treatment. It seemed as if he was hiding something and a cold front doesn't come from a loving and caring family.
He was also worried that being born from Voldemort might mean that he would become another Voldemort and thus he should be monitored anyways. However he believe that Albus would have that under control.
What he was really worried about was the fact that the boy didn't know about their world and so could be fooled into joining sides with the enemies of the light and he would have many people flock to him mainly the Death Eater's children.
Now that he had a meeting setup with this boy he could help the child and teach him about their world, hopefully keeping him away from the dark.
What Flitwick didn't know is that he would become one of the most important people in Harry's life and would be instrumental when time finally caught up with the boy. If the prophecies were to be believe then that would be very soon and it would leave Harry with more than he could handle.
Would it turn Harry evil?
A/N: Hope you enjoyed, have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year and I shall see you people on the 12th of January. I hope it wasn't too bad but I felt Harry would need a mentor and someone who knew about magic and I didn't think Hagrid would be able to do that.
Happy Holidays and till next time,
BjartIlumeo
