Summary: Harry knew the life of the abuse and when no one helped. So he became the one that helped those who were abused or bullied.
So, this is a story I though of at the top of my head. Hope you enjoy. Warning: this contains slash. Don't like, don't read.
Harry Potter was a smart child. From a young age, he could tell his relatives didn't like him. He slept in a cupboard under the stairs and didn't even know his own name until he had started school.
His relatives, the Dursleys, had this unusual hatred for anything that wasn't normal and he didn't enter their normalness. However as he grew older, he saw weird things around, and due to them always insisting magic wasn't real, he concluded that it was indeed real.
Harry had began meditating and trying to control the weird power he had within himself that was magic. He had already began meditating in a way to control his emotions. It was something he had to learn to hide while at the Durselys.
Mediating had helped him control his powers, to the point he'd have some sort of telekinesis over objects. With telekinesis, came mind control. It wasn't exactly mind control, but he could access a person's memories and read their thoughts.
He also began teaching himself martial arts. It helped him in defending himself and in controlling his powers. He would channel his magic throughout his body, strengthening it. It also kept Dudley away.
Speaking of which, the Durselys had stopped their abusive behavior, and he was able to well in class, finishing primary and secondary school by the time he was eleven. He had planned on going to university, having been accepted in many along with scholarships.
His eleventh birthday was when everything changed though.
Not only was he accepted into a Magical school, but his parents were alive and on top of it all, he had an older twin brother. Apparently he was sent to the Durselys 'for his own protection' but now he could live with them.
He didn't want to go, and had told them so, but they pulled out the 'parent' card, and he was basically forced to go regardless of his own wants.
Harry gave them a look and simply walked out, allowing him to be teleport to get his supplies. His parents-he used the term very loosely-tried to make conversations with him, and he replied shortly and the brother he wanted to get to know, or at least not hate-was a spoiled brat.
He wasn't rude per-say, but he wasn't going to interact with them. Whoever told them that the Durselys were good people were filthy liars. Then he met his godfather and uncle and gave them a simple nod of acknowledgement, but that was all.
He saw the bank that was run by goblins and seeing the amount of money he could use, he made sure he would use it well. He bought everything that was on the list and was gifted with a beautiful snowy white owl he named Hedwig.
When he reached the manor, he was shown his room, which was huge and promptly put everything away except a few books he wanted to read. He planned on getting as much as information he could on this new world.
He was glad there was a library at the huge manor and even spoke with his grandparents portraits, who were displeased at the fact that he was sent away. They might have not been alive, but a part of him was happy he could speak with them.
His brother, Ethan Sirius Potter, was a real spoiled brat that he wanted nothing to do with. He kept sprouting about how he was the Boy-Who-Lived and how he should be honored that they were brothers.
When everyone fell asleep, he left using the floo he had used earlier. Getting a Gringotts card that was similar to a debt card, he bought a second trunk with multiple compartments. Then he went and proceeded to buy book after book. He then bought more potion ingredients and even got his eye sight fixed.
After that, he went into the non-magical world and bough himself some clothes-an entire wardrobe. He was glad the card worked well in both worlds. After putting everything in his trunk, he went back to the Leaky Couldron and floo back. None was the wiser.
In his first year, he was sorted into Gryfindor since as a Potter and brother to the 'Boy-Who-lived' it was expected of him. He excelled well in class and never bothered to interact with anyone. He found a secluded area-the Come and Go room-and studied everything he could.
He had learned he was a parsalmouth-a person who could speak to snakes and having asked the room for books on it, he was introduced to parsalmagic. Parsalmagic, he quickly learned was simply Healing and Protection magic.
He asked Madame Poppy for lessons and was well on his way. That year there was a Philosopher stone was brought in and he had saved it, but of course the credit-like what happened that Halloween night he learned-had gone to his brother, he became in more insufferable.
Second year was when everyone though Ethan was the Slytherin Heir due to the fact it was revealed that he was a parsalmouth. The only one who knew of his ability was Poppy, who saw it as a gift unlike the rest of Britain and made a magical oath that she wouldn't tell anyone.
Harry had actually made a friend that year name Dobby, a little elf that had at first mistaken him for Ethan. They had quickly figured out what was petrifying the student and he was able to kill the basilisk and save both Ethan and Ginerva Weasley's life. The credit went to Ethan again, but he didn't care. His plans were sped up thanks to Dobby's help after he freed the elf.
He had also found the lost and found within the Room, where he had found a Vanishing Cabinet. He found the other and paid a good amount for it since he could go in and out of Hogwarts with out anyone knowing. He found a lot of gems as well and had the goblins harvest the basilisk, giving them about half it, much more than they were suppose to get.
He was eternally dubbed a Goblin Friend.
Third year had the threat of Dementors and Peter Pettigrew's escape from prison. His parents had this deluded thinking that he was actually warming up to them and had actually forgave them. He didn't really care and simply continued practising more spells, having reached fifth years spells-having master the first four years wandlessly.
It was this year that he had activated this weird purple and orange fire while he was practising his martial arts. He had absolutely no idea what it was but was glad the Room knew. It was very smart for a room. He learned that they were called Flame Aspects, a type of soul magic which would be deemed illegal and dark, so he never showed anyone.
He had sent a letter to the goblins who he and a great relationship over the years and they had sent him information. Apparently it was quite famous and used by muggles in the underground world. He had a bit of information and gained a pretty good understanding of it.
He was almost finished his Healing course from Poppy, who deemed him a prodigy in healing. It might have been true, but he had always wanted to become a doctor, so he did do some reading before Hogwarts.
The Tri-Wizard Tournament was held at Hogwarts in his fourth year. Surprisingly alongside Ethan's name, his name had came out as well. No one had accused him of cheating since he was overly liked, despite not befriending people. Ethan of course just said he was trying to steal his spotlight, but he never paid him any attention.
He never went to class though, having taken advantage of the fact that Champions didn't have to go to class. The goblins also notified him that he could get an early emancipation instead of waiting until he was seventeen to disappear. From there, he was able to claim a lot of vaults that his father or Ethan never did. He immediately put them in investments.
By the end of the year, he was had to taken both his OWLs and NEWTs at the Ministry, making it all hush hush. He was promised the results by the first week of July and he knew he would do well. He never bothered to take the trophy, letting Ethan taking it after he was 'stunned' by the red head. He knew it was a portkey, he could feel it.
He packed up his belonging, and went straight to 12 Grimmauld Place, a town house he had gone to before. It would be the last time he would go to Hogwarts and he had prepared well. He had copied all the books at Hogwarts and its restricted section. He copied the ones in Potter Library and in the Black library as well, all of them in the second trunk.
His results had arrived and as expected he had gotten an O in all of them, which he was pleased about. He was glad he was alone when it arrived, seeing as the house was filled with people all from the Order. Ethan had screamed about Voldemort coming back and by looking at the newspaper, they didn't believe him, calling him an attention seeking brat, which wasn't wrong.
Looking through everything once more trying to remember if he forgot anything, he shrunk his trunk into his pocket. He left a copy of his result on the table counter and his old truck was left behind. Jogging downstairs, he barely could control himself. He was almost free from this life!
"Harry? Where are you going?"
He groaned, of course someone would see him and ruin his big moment. He turned around, masking his annoyance as he looked into the eyes of his 'godfather', who called him out. Thankfully no one else was there.
"I'm leaving." he simply stated, wanting him to drop it, but of course he wouldn't.
"Leaving? But where? Forget that, its dangerous with Voldemort around." he said rapidly and then added, "You do believe that he's back, right?"
"Whether or not he is alive or not is not my problem." he said and moved to the door, only to be blocked.
"What do you mean? We've got to support Ethan and protect him!" he exclaimed, "Of course we have to protect everyone, not just him." he quickly added.
"Look, I never wanted to come here to begin with. I had a life and I don't want to fight in a war, okay?" he said, trying to get around the man, but damn he was stubborn.
"W-What? But Harry your parents-"
And he finally snapped. Everyone trying to think they knew what was good for him, just assuming he was alright with it when they were simply imposing their own will. He had enough. And one by one, he let everything out.
"They are not my parents!" he roared, startling the man, "Parents? Ha! Don't make me laugh! Parents don't abandon their child in favour for one child, especially to an abusive environment! My letter was addressed to the fucking cupboard under the stairs, but did they do something!? No! Did they ask my opinion when it came to Hogwarts? No! I had a life! I was going to go to university and live my life free of abuse, but they simply ruined everything! And don't even get me started on that obnoxious brat I share the same blood with!"
He didn't care if he was revealing everything, but he was just too damn tired. Besides, the goblins had a way for him to not be tracked. So he thrust his hand in the shocked man's face, showing him the Slytherin ring.
"You see this! This ring right here?" and he could tell he did if his bugged out expression was to go by, "That's right, the Slytherin ring. Funny how I gained it by Right by Conquest. Do you think he actually saved the Philosopher stone? Ha, that brat simply fainted and I had to save him from death. Do you think he killed the basilisk!?" he revealed the scar on his chest by his shoulder blade, "I was bitten by a fucking basilisk saving his sorry ass. You think I'm jealous?! Then yes. Because everything I've done, he benefitted from. If that sorry excuse you call a Leader actually got it right that night, he would have been the one sleeping in a cupboard, he would have been the one beaten with every inch of his life, forced to do all the chores, get his hands burned on the stove and nearly get raped by a whale!" he roared, "So leave me the fuck alone and I hope you and my so-called family all burn at the pits of Hell!"
With his piece done, he pushed his way out and opening the portkey the goblins gave him and was whisked away, leaving a shell-shocked godfather and every single person within the house who heard everything he said.
Twenty minutes, Hadrian Peverell began settling down in Italy alongside Dobby and newly acquired, Winky.
So, this is like a somewhat prologue, but isn't. I will show their reaction, but later. Now its Harry settling in Italy and his new hobby. This was to be a crossover with KHR. Hope you enjoyed!
