Title: One's Most Hated Name
Author: Forgotten Aspen
Summary: Harry Potter's younger brother, Mark was thought to be the prophesized child and Harry was left to the orphanage where Voldemort attended. Harry's adventure as a first year student will turn for the worst.
Genre: Angst/Action&Adventure
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
A/N: Yes I know...late...as usual...;; anywho, here's an update...
Harry aimed his wand at Mark and yelled, "Expelliarmus."
Mark barely dodged the spell, of course the only way he dodged was by slipping and falling on the table and having the spell zoom by above him.
Harry laughed, 'How could Potter have slipped? The table was covered by fabric.'
Harry then aimed his wand at Potter's and said in a calmer tone then before, "Accio wand."
Potter's wand started floating towards Harry's outstretched his hand. Harry looked at Mark though the expression was an unexpected one. Mark was smiling. It was a secretive smile, seeming almost as though he was hiding something.
Harry then felt it. Somehow, Harry slipped on the table and fell awkwardly to the marble floor below. Harry got back up to the table above.
'There's no mistake about it' Harry confirmed his previous thought, 'someone is interfering with the duel from the outside.'
"Serpensortia," Harry chanted as a snake appeared between the two boys. It was the first spell that cam to his head and an average sized snake slowly slithered towards Potter. Harry figured that if he summoned an animal familiar, whomever disturbing the duel would have to focus on one or the other, so either the snake or Harry could attack.
Before any attacks or spells could be said and before the snake got any closer to his prey, Harry was flipped off the table and the snake vanished in a small cloud of smoke.
Landing on his head on the marble floor below, Harry felt the steady trickle of warm liquid slide down his neck. Climbing back up on the table, Harry's calm was taken from him. No doubt about it, there's two people in this. One stopped the snake the same time the other flipped Harry. Also, there are two people in this whole world that would favor one student this much. Harry's eyes drifted to the far end of the table at James Potter. Yeah, no doubt about it, definitely him. The other was probably Black, though Black was probably at work. Harry scanned the crowds again, nothing. 'Doesn't matter now whoever it is, I will reveal it!'
Potter wore a grin that if Harry could, he'd take a picture of and paste it onto a punching bag. Mark said almost teasingly, "What Preston? Can't beat lil' old me?"
Harry's anger peaked. Of course I can beat you, fool. Even Voldemort never made me bleed. Harry really hated showing off especially in front of everyone though times like this make Harry feel infuriated.
Before Harry so much as opened his mouth to utter another curse, Mark began sending stupefy curses at him. Harry could only dodge as the red streams of light came forth. Then it happened, he saw that between the curses Mark threw his way, from the corner of the table, additional red lights jetted out and one caught him squarely on the chest.
Harry fell on the table, arms and legs bound to his body in an awkward stiff pose. Damn it, the godfather must have been somehow sending more curses and hexes his way. Was invisibility even possible in the magical world?
"You should have shown me respect when you had the chance, Preston" Mark smirked and he bent down to study what he thought was his fine work.
Professor Evans lifted the body binding curse and began muttering healing spells while Potter Sr. looked prideful as he announced his sons victory.
"You think just because your parents and godfather walk you through your twisted little life as though you are royalty that you are better than everyone else?" Harry raged as soon as his mouth body stopped feeling numb. "You think your life is something special? You know what Potter? It is special, you almost killed the Dark Lord. Congrats. Now you painted a red target on you and your family's back. Anything that happens to them is because of you from now on you little twit. So keep grinning while you can, but know this, the most powerful wizard alive wants to have you cease your breathing. I will enjoy it when that moment comes."
James Potter glanced at his son, noticing Mark look a little worried. Calming down a bit, James sternly warned "Our family went through hell to get here, and you will not threaten my son. Detention, Mr. Preston. On the 25th."
"Fine," Harry said as he jumped off the table and headed to the door. Draco followed quietly.
After seeing that performance, some girls followed and congratulated Harry for his marvelous performance and that they agreed with him on the cheating part. Harry on his part just smiled and nodded.
Mark looked distastefully at Harry surrounded by his stupid fan club. He'd get back at Harry if it were the last thing he'd do, though it seems like the detention his father gave was an excellent punishment. Mark turned his heel and set off for his dormitory telling his two friends to follow along.
The next day went relatively quiet except for Potter Sr.'s class. Potter kept on asking him hard questions while Harry can answer and that made Potter even more infuriated till Potter took 50 points off Slytherin and ended it there. It didn't really matter seeing as Harry suspected that the class was going to be tougher on him compared to the rest of the student body.
By dinnertime, Grint, the quidditch captain came to tell Harry the news. "Okay, it's all been decided by Snape and Potter. Our quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor is set to be on the 25th at 7 o'clock 'kay?"
Everything just went into place in Harry's mind. The reason why Mark was leaving him alone and the reason why Potter Sr. just took points off instead of testing Harry's knowledge. It was because he couldn't attend the match!
"Grint, I can't go. Potter's given me a detention. He probably knew about me being on the team and didn't let me attend and have me serve detention instead," Harry replied even more angry than he had been yesterday with the dueling club. Harry had spent so much time practicing and now, it's gone to waste.
"Preston, I know that Potter's have it in for you but you have to do something! Write a letter of apology or whatever, we need you out there," Grint yelled, earning him some looks from those around him.
"Look, even if I do apologize, do you think that Professor Potter would let me go? Instead, he'd never let me hear the end of this," Harry replied having some mashed potatoes, "I'm sure you can find someone by Sunday. I won't miss any more matches after this."
Grint looked at Harry, as if to judge him and as though he found something Grint replied, "So many rules were bent so that you can have your first year arse on this team. If you can't even make the first game, then I will have to ask you to resign from the team. Understand, Preston?"
"What? We're being played by the Gryffindors," Harry almost yelled out.
"And he will continue to play you the next match and the one after that. I cannot lose because some teacher has it in for you. Fix it or you're out Preston," Grint turned his heels and left.
"Potter planned that from the start didn't he, that git," Draco said pounding his own mashed potatoes with his fork.
"Of course. Doesn't matter, the Potters have done worse to me before," Harry replied.
Days came and went extremely slowly for Harry until Sunday arrived. As the quidditch team without Harry of course stood up together and left, everyone cheered in Slytherin cheered. Their claps and cheers overwhelmingly covered the boos from all other houses.
Harry clapped half-heartedly. They didn't stand a chance. The replacement hasn't practiced for too long and on top of that; he was flying a Comet 260.
With every clap, Harry's anger boiled higher and Harry tried pushing down all the nasty spells he learned from popping into his mind.
"Hey, Harry, good luck!" Draco said with a sympathetic look at Harry.
Giving a weak smile in return, Harry made his way to his detention. Amusing himself all the way towards to tower with thoughts of revealing his true identity, then that would break Potter Sr. for sure. Of course in doing so, he would have to explain why he's alive and the sorts. Sighing, he opened the door to the tower.
It was a relatively small room, one window that overlooked Hogwart's quidditch pitch. 'Great, I get to watch them all loose because I can't play,' Harry thought, 'Probably was on purpose.'
"Your late," Potter Sr. said. Harry glanced at his watch, perfectly on time.
"I have to make my way to watch the game you know," James said slyly.
Harry narrowed his eyes "And my detention is? Sir?"
"You are lucky indeed. If it weren't for Headmaster Dumbledore, I would have made you etch you name into your own hand. But since I cant, I'll have to settle with having you organize this drawer."
Harry's eyes focused on one extremely large filing cabinet in one corner of the room. It had a sticker that marked, "Dangerous items, DO NOT COME NEAR"
James smiled, "Well, if you somehow get hurt, I doubt you can heal yourself in time so don't even try. Go to Madam Pomfrey. You should know where she is."
'Yeah, at the directly opposite end of the school. Another reason you picked this room,' Harry thought.
"Well, I can't miss the match for the world," James looked down upon Harry, "I will come back later, and if I don't find something satisfactory, I will give you another detention to fix it." With last words said, James left slamming the door.
Harry turned his attention back on to the cabinet. It was a three cabinet drawer. Harry glanced out the window, not a cheer; they must be deep and focused into the game.
The first drawer had melting glass. It was a round ball of glass and whatever warm thing it touched, it got over 210 degrees Fahrenheit and melted in people's hand. If Harry hadn't read about them, he'd have no hands to work spells to reverse the effects.
Harry sorted them, from a large heap to spacing them out one by one. Some items made Harry wonder why they were even in Hogwarts. Some unknown items were treated carefully and placed softly into some part of the cabinet. Things that activated had to be disposed of. Like the green jellies, it multiplies at the rate of two times what it was before and Harry had to go through all those jellies to find which one was the real one that started it all and cut it in half.
This took a few hours to do. Finally, arriving at the second cabinet, Harry heard loud cheers coming from the window. Peeking into it, he saw waves of green and silver and red and gold and some out of place colors make it's way back to the school.
After long, grueling hours finishing the second drawer, Potter Sr. came in.
"My my my, if you need help cleaning, I suppose I should help, how much are you done?" James came in expecting nothing to have changed.
"I'm on my third, sir," Harry replied casually as if it were the easiest thing in the world to clean it up.
"Oh..well…keep doing it then, I'll…I guess I'll be back later," James exited as though he witnessed an impossibility.
Harry looked in his last drawer, there was nothing there except or an old piece of scrap parchment. 'Nothing in here to clean' Harry though closing the drawer but he paused in, mid-close. 'Why would an old bit of parchment be here?'
Harry took the parchment into his hands and works light up.
Prongs: Looks as though you have the feel of a Potter in you.
Padfoot: Mischief of the new generation!
Moony: Well, he probably doesn't know how to open it yet if he's just holding it.
Wormtail: Yeah, try opening it!
Harry wondered how an old bit of parchment could realize that he's a Potter. No matter what, he can't allow another pair of eyes see this if it knew that he was a Potter.
Reading over what the four wrote, he figured it had something to do with using whatever that was really on the parchment for mischief.
"I swear to create mischief," Harry muttered.
Prongs: Ahh so close!
Padfoot: Since he's a Potter we should tell him.
Moony: Here's what you say, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good" and when you want to make this seem like parchment again say, "Mischief managed"
Wormtail: Exactly!
Harry grabbed his wand figuring since this had to do with magic, best do it with a wand.
"I solemnly swear I am up to no good," Harry whispered.
The parchment opened up to show Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs proudly present the Marauders Map. The parchment opened to show a map of the long corridors of Hogwarts and there were about seven passages out.
Harry looked as though he found a treasure. Little dots with names beside them marked every student, teacher and animal inside Hogwarts. Harry looked at his own dot with another one approaching, James Potter's name floated beside the approaching dot.
Harry wiped the map with a quick, "Mischief managed"
The door opened to show James walking in. "Are you done yet?"
Harry looked up, "Yes sir, all done."
James walked to the cabinet and looked in the drawers, "It's not here…"
Harry glanced at Potter, "What isn't sir?"
"Nothing to be concerned about. Go to your dormitory Preston," Potter Sr. replied.
Harry left and made his way to the common room at around midnight. Arriving in the common room, Harry found Pansy and Draco awake playing chess while waiting for him.
"Hey guys," Harry greeted.
"Harry! What did he make you do? I bet it was horrible though," Draco said intently waving his fist in the air.
"I suppose you learned not to stand out in front of him especially if you're in Slytherin," Pansy said.
"Nothing much. He wanted me to sort out some cabinets," Harry replied, "that professor has got it in for me. He made me clean up some stuff clearly labeled hazardous."
"Did you get hurt?" Pansy asked.
"No, not a bit," Harry replied, "Who won?"
Draco smiled, "Figures, we couldn't win without you...Mr. Legendary Seeker."
Harry ignored the last part. It was expected that they lost. Harry looked up, "I found something while cleaning the drawers, look."
Whipping out the Marauder's map from under his cloak, Harry showed what it could do to his friends.
"Wicked! With this, we can give Professor Potter and his son so much trouble!" Draco said emphasizing the Professor bit.
Harry smiled, he would like to but having mischief done of Potter Sr. would mean that it would be directly traced back to him. Who else could it be? It also seemed as though Potter knew the existence of the map and since it came from another generation, it could Potter might be one of the messrs that created this map.
"Whatever it's for, I don't really like it," Pansy whispered.
"What harm can it do? After all, it's just a map!" Draco said with glee.
Harry felt a wave of dizziness come upon him. "Hey guys, whatever it's for, let's do something about it in the morning, I have been serving detention after all."
"Right, sorry," Draco said as he followed Harry back to their dorm room.
Harry was still discussing the map in the morning when Dumbledore stood up.
The Great Hall quieted as Dumbledore began speaking, "Alas the time for the Tri-Wizard Cup will begin! Students from the selected schools will come December 1st, on Monday. I hope you will treat them as you do your own peers. The selection process will begin on the 7th. I wish you all luck!" With that, Dumbledore retook his seat.
"Wish you all luck? Geez, no point in wishing us first years luck, is there?" Draco said seemingly angry at the Cup rules.
"Draco, even if you were allowed to enter you would never get chosen compared to the 6th and 7th years! Besides if you were chosen, you'd have major trouble competing with the best from other schools. Use logic for once why don't you!" Pansy said, glancing over at Draco.
Draco just humph-ed and started on his breakfast. Before long, owls flocked in by the dozens. Once again, a large black bird appeared. Draco looked fearfully at it and in the end, as though his fears were confirmed it dropped a letter which landed on Draco's lap.
"Here," Harry said, opening the letter for Draco to give it the quick check-up. It was more malevolent than last time.
Draco, I understand if you don't want to face us alone, especially during Christmas and so, I will allow you to invite one of your friends over so Christmas doesn't seem too forsaken. Draco, this time it's not a request, it's an order from your father. Perhaps your mother would like to join us for Christmas in your stead? I would really like to see you once more. I will pick you and your friend up at King's Cross after the train arrives. You don't need to pack much. I don't expect your reply. I know you will be there.
Frowning, it wasn't even signed though it was obvious whom it was from. Harry handed the letter to his friend.
Draco's eyes looked gaunt, "If I refuse…he just might…do something to mother."
A/N: athenakitty: Harry's no really enjoying himself...he's like any normal teen...to a certain extent...James doesn't know Harry is his son...he will come to know...i suppose soon...
Sweet-single: lol...maybe I should...nah...ill keep it in mind
wizzan: ah..humiliation...what a beautiful art. to get at for Mark,
PsychicLunar: Raven...sounds familiar...hm...I forgot...i haven't read other fanfics in a while actually... .;;
Toki Mirage: lol...hai hai...kore ga update desu! I dun really know japanese...i just know random words...lol
Le papillon de nuit: wut can i say...wut can i say...
XxVampire EmpressxX: well, after this...you never will...
862494: Hehe...great work...
AngelAriel: every1 is starting to hate james...yeah well, i sorta wrote him that way...then agian,after you read this..u will want to tear his hair out..lol
James Evans: no, i meant draco stepped down from another table..i think..
jacobimvonstyluss: here's more though it's inexcusably late...
foolishbeloved: you must be old and wrikled from the waiting then lol
korrd: Evans doesn't notice...
Sith Emporer Abazaba: involves snake but no parseltongue...sry
Voakands: well, i like to rush -;; excuses lol
Hazel Maraa: summed it all up...uh oh
enchantedlight: lol, update soon she says
Storyreader102: well update here, though not soon, it's here
hyper-swain: thx! hmm i hear great chapter of gret story...but ur is original...hehe
deb : update soon? hahahahahahhahaha suspenseful wasn't it?
Lady Rebecca of the Night Walkers and Element Holders: serpent...sortia...two part of the story..ull see
ManicReversed: mark needs a good beating... -
HarrySlytherinson: yeah u can wait...and u did..lol
NSW: heh...this will be good ; )
angelfirelord1818: yup, here's review
angelkitty77: you hoped for more...here's more...u hoped for soon...well life isn't that easy...
Kathleen LaCorneille: heheee you noticed! I love to way Harry disarmed hermione too...
Lanfear1: lol, harry beats him...sorta...
Moomoo22: no, this story doesn't have romance..well maybe in the background but no real romance..
MidNite Phoenix: lol make mark cry...
ahappyjtm: tyty...good to hear no complaints
Swiffer: dont we all?
bella-lover: soon? lol...nonetheless have fun!
i'm just odd like that: doesn't he?
veritas: here's update
alwaysariyana: Mark is annoying no?
confused/hmm/dont/duckle: ...people like you who make other people's world feeze like ice
japanese-jew: yeah...real flames are like the one above..
Surfer Tsunamiya: lol..usual spelling errors...
Live2Sk8: no parselmouth..but it will be interesting..
Meghan: lol, u got it!
rlmess: snape still standing..yup they both standing...tall but then again...the taller they are, the harder they fall.
Savage Amazon: he will...know about Draco's family..
e: going on
unseen Watcher: dont we all hope he gets along with at least one teacher?
FroBoy: OMG OMG OMG OMG you didn't copy and paste...original words...between copy and pasted words yay!
big dreamer girl: yeah? well here's update
Night-Owl123: ty ty...
meowcat00: almost but not quite...
slightly addicted: lol..wish i could...wait...im writing his story muahahahaha i can if i want to...
Morfin1262: here's duel
Jenniyah: cliffies...dont they just kill?
vire: lol...thrash..u MUST hate mark
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Iadore this stroy: painful yes but fun to re-read reviews and reply to them
YumiAngel: lol...it seems nice...u were gonna say more...
morgan000: TY !
sparkley-tangerine: that will be a while from now
Peril Of Hope: lol, soo many words...so difficult to read...well, here's update
illusionaric: they got his age mixed up...
storywriter10791: tyty
Anonymous: he has... .;; he has snape...
Primavera-Tiempo: spoiler: he wont tell them..they will find out...
Morinoqueslintope: lol! harry is a good person!
Ganimedev: ...lets just say...my story...my world...my rules...
reighost: tyty
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A/N: this is REALLY tiresome..ill just reply to ones that have questions in reviews...wheew...took me half an hour...
A/N: I think i should keep title..since people are getting used to it and all...ty for all those who handed it titles in...
gaaahhhhhhh i want next HP book! gaaahhhhhhh ah aha h ahaha . anywho...ja ne for now!