I am not a Hero

by Demi-Wizard48

They expected the Boy-Who-Lived. They expected a kind and reckless Gryffindor. They expected a Hero. He is one, but not from choice. He knows what it is he is, but he doesn't want to be what he is expected to be. He doesn't want to be a hero.

2. Chapter 2 - Moody Boy

Ch-2: Moody Boy

With 'THE HARRY POTTER', 'THE BOY WHO LIVED', 'THE GOLDEN BOY' and 'THE POTTER OF POTTERS' being in Ravenclaw and not Gryffindor, Albus was particularly confused.

How had Harry grown into such a confident and healthy boy? Had he not been left at the Dustbees, his aunt and uncle? He had cursed those muggles to treat Harry much worse than shit on a shoe of a princess.

How did that happen even?

He was Albus Dumbledore after all, and he left the Potter Boy there, and he never made mistakes, so how did Potter get away from his sphere of influence?

It was infuriating for Albus.

Perhaps, reading the brat's mind would do it? No, no, no, Albus suddenly thought. The Horcrux would be disturbed then.

And then it clicked, THE HORCRUX DID IT! Albus must get the brat killed no matter what. It is for the Greater Good, of course, and should the brat die, he, Albus Dumbledore, Leader of Light, can kill Tom for his own glory.

Yes, now how to make it all seem an accident was the question.
_

Severus Snape was glaring at the boy. HOW DARE HE NOT BE A GRYFFINDOR, LIKE HIS FATHER?! And then he thought, 'Must have bribed the stupid little piece of shite with McGonagall's catnip to get me off guard about him. Must be a bit smarter than his father, after all, Mudblood Evans was his mother.'

Oh, how much did Severus wish that Lily was alive so that he would have his own slave-like controlled Narcissa, like Lucius with that Marriage Contract? It was amazing how quickly the sheeple forgot the Magical Contracts and what they can do.

Did they really think Healer Bellatrix Black could be a Death Eater, yeah right?

Severus grumbled at the brat of Potter mentally as thought of how e could get Lily's corpse for himself. She was always beautiful.
_

Snape's Necrophilia and obsession with Lily Evans aside, Harry was not enjoying Hogwarts much. As soon as he entered the Ravenclaw Common Room, the Ravens tackled him with questions at a speed of million miles per second.

"Will you fucking stop?" A seventh year cried at them all. He shouted over the gasps, "Yes, you dumb sheep, you want answers as to why Potter is a Ravenclaw and how he lives, but remember he is 'He' not an 'It'. A breathing functional person, you fucking little shits. Get out of the way now!"

Everyone stepped aside as the grumbling and grouchy light-brown-haired young man stepped forward with the grace of a Pureblood and the quickness of a Muggleborn. He said, "Imma Moody, Scott Eric Alastor Moody, Heir of the Noble House of Moody and the nephew of Mad-Eye."

Harry grinned and said, "I would have thought that you would be a Gryffindor."

Moody said in his deep voice, "Never assume, Potter, it would get you killed one day. Me mum and dad got killed by Dolohov and Rookwood when they were ambushed from their back. Me dad's best mate, Bob Cullens, got 'em killed. The traitor that one. Mad-Eye had a lot of fun killing him."

A shiver went down everyone's spines as Moody smirked at 'fun killing', though not Harry's as the boy said, "Constant Vigilance."

Moody grinned toothily and then the lanky man said in his deep dry voice, "Aye, the Moodys always say 'Cura Infideles Propter Eos'."

Harry said, "Nice."

A cough was heard as Flitwick entered. He saw Scott, Harry and the Ravens, and sighed. He sighed and said, "And here I thought that you all will be smart enough to not anger them both together. One was bad enough."

Harry asked curiously, "What happened?"

Scott grinned darkly as the Ravens shivered and an Asian girl answered, "Patrick Bole and Randy Fletcher confronted Scott once, they went to St. Mungo's the next day. Scott served detentions for a good while."

Scott Moody interrupted, "And became Head Boy the next year, aye."

Flitwick coughed and said, "Bloodlust and Inner Darkness aside, I am here to introduce the First-Years to Ravenclaw, the House of Wisdom and Wit."

Terry Boot, Anthony Goldstein, Sue Li, Isobel MacDougal, Padma Patil, Lisa Turpin, Amanda May, Mandy Brocklehurst, Michael Corner, Kevin Entwhistle and Alice Tolipan came forward as Flitwick called them. They stood a good distance away from Scott and Harry.

Flitwick said, "Audi, non cacat olim minus, ut praeesset Hogwarts. Et snarky et dicax et sapiens parum pudici pignora Hogwarts. Callidus sapientes nos sumus et nos esse felix et mendacium. Alioquin non esset Bookworm . . ."

The firsties who knew Latin suddenly blushed with the second years and some third years, as the rest watched with a hard-fought straight face. Scott and Harry, though, smirked.

Flitwick, thoroughly keeping a straight face, said cheerfully, "This is the motto of Ravenclaw. We are the wise and witty people in the House and we are very intellectual. Ravenclaws are really sneaky and are not just bookworms, but actually highly intelligent fellows. We do not only top in academics but practicals as well. Is that clear?"

"Yes, sir." Some bookworms grumbled while the rest nodded.

Flitwick cleared his throat and said, "It is not that Ravenclaws cannot be bookworms, that is meant to break the stereotypes surrounding us. We should be open-minded, it means. We are not just snarky bookworms, we are creative and wise people, understood?"

This time everyone nodded.

Harry suddenly asked, "Who gave that motto?"

Flitwick actually blushed as Scott answered, "Rowena Ravenclaw wrote it in English and announced it in the Great Hall for all to hear how Ravenclaws are the best. Needless to say, it was translated as soon as Rowena died."

Harry asked Scott, "Who translated it?"

Scott cleared his throat and said, "Priscilla Tarot did in 1069 AD."

Harry nodded as Flitwick sighed and continued, "Okay, children, Ravenclaws stick together. We must show unity and be together as we do every time. And remember to do your best, and have fun this year, Never break rules. Is that clear?"

Scott nodded for all, though he was doing it slowly. And then, Flitwick exited the Common Room, grumbling like a Goblin.

Harry muttered, "Well, that went well."

Scott snorted and said, "That's what she said."
_

"Is that him?"

"With the DARK hair?"

"Next to that Moody?"

"Next to the Head Boy?"

Scott snorted and said, "Kiddies, ya ain't a match for me, get the hell away from the boy, you are almost harassing him."

Harry responded dryly, "Really, they are harassing me?"

Scott stared at him hard and said lowly, "Stop being a prissy, boy."

"Stop being a boy."

"Touché"

After that, word soon spread around that Mad-Eye's nephew was protecting THE Boy-Who-Lived. Some, like one Ronald Weasley, started rumours that he was obviously one arrogant son of a bin to be so arrogant. Nobody said it was bitch not bin because none listened to Ron.

"So . . . . Harrison Potter?" Neville asked testily.

Harry responded brightly, "Never been prouder that I was not named 'Harry', would have hurt like bitch when everyone looked at me like I kissed their butt personally and called me 'Harry' every time."

Neville eyed him warily and said slowly, "Riiiiiiiiiiight, I am just going to forget that and go on my way. Which is the fact that why did you even say what you said to McGonagall."

"Walter has a penchant for sex jokes, and he was the closest person to me."

Neville asked, "Who is Walter?"

"That is Mister Jackson to you. He is family." Harry warily looked around, Scott was killing Snape . . . er . . . I meant, Scott was having a lesson with Snape, yeah, that.

Neville, having missed Harry's paranoia, responded curiously, "How?"

Harry asked suddenly, looking Neville in the eye, "How is your Occlumency, Nev?"

Neville felt a presence in his mind at the moment and tried to throw it, using his limited Occlumency training with his great-uncle, Algie, and his brother, Saul. It continued to be there until at the last minute when it withdrew itself.

Harry said, "Now, it is not bad but you cannot keep out Dumbles or Snape, so keep calm and learn Occlumency."

A female said, "Looks like you two met before we met."

Harry said, "Of course we met before us two since Ravenclaws and Gryffindors mutually live in the higher floors, but the Slytherins live in the deepest parts."

"So 'Mr Harry', how is it?"

"Lilian, I have never felt I will say this but, " Harry closed his eyes quickly as Lily Moon took a deep breath in when Harry bent on his knee, Harry continued, "I want you to stop. I want my laces tied."

Harry tied his laces.

Neville had a small smile as Lily huffed.

Harry looked up from his tied laces and said, "Yeah, now Lily can continue babbling. I wanted to make sure my laces were tied, I have to be safe."

Lily huffed once again and walked away while Harry and Neville watched her from afar. Moments later, Harry muttered, "I don't even know what I did to her."

Neville said, "We are still at the 'girls-are-icky' stage, somewhat, that is why we do not know."

Harry grouched, "Better not tell Mary about it. She will hug me to death, after making me wear diapers, of course. John, Walter and Reggie would be laughing at me, even if Reggie is not even three."

Neville asked, "Who are John, Reggie and Mary?"

Harry said, "Mary is Mrs Jackson, John is Jonathon and Reggie is Regulus."

Neville asked, "Who are they?"

Harry said, "Ask John next year, or meet them at Christmas on King's Cross."

Neville said, "I will go home on Christmas this year, alright." and walked away from Harry, still thinking why Harry was not telling him about these people.

Unknown to him, Harry was thinking about how quick Neville can learn Occlumency so that he can share his secrets with his, now, best friend. And why Lily was even mad at him.|
_

It was Monday, so mum and Walter had to go to work, and he had to take care of Reggie. It was not fair that Harry can learn magic at Hogwarts while he had to read from books!

Jonathon 'John' Romulus Steel was a grumpy ten-year-old this morning.

"John, okay?" Regulus 'Reggie' Harrison Jackson, his adopted brother alongside Harrison 'Harry' James Potter, was concerned about him.

John muttered, "It is not fair, Reggie, that Harry can go to Hogwarts but I cannot!"

Reggie looked at him with a 'You know you are wrong yet you are saying you are right' look when he said, "John is dumb."

John pouted, it was a very manly pout, of course, and huffed. He said to the almost-three-year-old, "I will have you know that mum said that I am smart!"

Reggie countered, "Mummy said Reggie is more smart than John was."

John corrected, "Smarter."

Reggie insulted him with his most dangerous insult, "You stinky."

John gasped mockingly and drew his hands to his heart and let out a very unconvincing fake cry. He cried, "You are a monster, Reggie! Such a huge insult! And I thought we hated Harry together!"

Reggie smiled as his plan to lift John's mood worked and then walked over to John to hit his head. He said in his tiny voice, "John is acting!"

John scowled and then messed up Regulus' wavy black hair. He almost looked like a Black if not for him being able to love muggles!

Reggie said, "John, come with Reggie. Reggie will play game with John!"

John shook his head amusedly. His adopted father, Walter Jackson, and his mother, Mary, would have always said 'yes', and so would have Harry, but John always said 'no' to make Reggie upset. It never worked, of course, because the kid always looked at him with those grey eyes pleadingly, but it was fun.

And so, Harry Potter, their adopted brother, was forgotten by Jonathon Steel and Regulus Jackson.
_

Harry wrote, '. . . . Unwillingly, Harry' and finished his letter to his adopted parents, Walter and Mary. He will never call anyone except James and Lily Potter 'dad and mum', but those too were also his parents.

One set brought him to life, while the other set gave him life.

It was also almost ironic that even if they were living away from magic, they were surrounded by magic. Between Goblins, Peggy the House Elf, meeting his godfather Sirius Black, becoming Goldflight as an Animagus, killing the French Minister with Walter and meeting Veelas at seven, training, meeting the Tonkses, meeting the Delacours, more training and his adopted family, magic was almost inevitably unavoided.

Harry called his white owl, Hedwig, and gave her the letter to give to his family. Of course, he could have used Peggy, but she was currently seeing some male elf, so so she said.

Elves were weird like that. They saw to it that they never get to know their spouses, just do the deed and get knocked up. They did not feel love like that, and it was almost painful for them to actually think about it.

Of course, they did it because they love the families they serve, so much that they want to ensure that they always have elves. It was endearing for Harry. Peggy was his best friend until she told Harry that she was almost forty. From then on, she was an advising figure with maternal tendencies.

Peggy had told Harry that she wanted at least two kids, for the Jacksons, and the Potters. And one more, if she can, for the Steel Family for John. It made Harry respect her even more. She was part of the family as far as Harry was concerned.

Harry sent the letter, as he remembered the last time Peggy spoke to him. She had said, "Peggy be seeing Dobby today, Master Harry. Peggy not helping be today. Peggy be sorry."

Harry had hugged her, which made her cry. Harry had told her that she can take as many days off as she wants, with reason, after confirming with the whole family.

Peggy had cried to happiness this early morning.

Harry smiled. He always knew that he had a saving people thing, after saving France and getting 'Épée de Durandal, Première Classe', the French Version of 'Order of Merlin, First Class, but this felt better.

He helped the family and that made it better.
_

Scott Moody roamed 'round the school. Potter had told him that he wanted to meet him at a special place for a special thing.

Of course, as Head Boy, he had to stop him and punish him, but Moody was the Head Boy only because Dumbledore forced it on him. He didn't want to be the Head Boy, of course, but when he will go to DMLE to become an Auror or Hitwizard (What else will he do?), it will help him. It also helps him to have positive publicity.

Uncle Mad-Eye had congratulated him on listening to that. Mad-Eye always wanted to be the Head of DMLE. After becoming a Senior Auror under his frenemy, Bartemius Crouch Senior, he decided that action is better than paperwork.

He had, till then, killed almost sixty people, after the war with Grindelwald. Uncle Mad-Eye, contrary to popular belief, hated Dumbledore for being a pacifist utopian believer, being a pessimistic warrior.

And- Scott shook his head to remove any thoughts as he entered a room he found last year. It was the Room of Requirement.

And Harry Potter was sitting like a boss in there.

Of course, he was.

Scott grinned toothily and sat in front of Potter. He said in his distinctly masculine voice, "Potter, how is ya doing this fine night?"

Potter said, "Snape talks like a bitch."

Scott nodded and asked, "So?"

Potter said, "McGonagall is Dumbles' private bitch. Flitwick and Sprout are dumb and oblivious at best. Quirrell is most likely a Death Eater and Binns is an example of worst Purebloods."

Scott nodded and said, "Yeah, you are right. Uncle Mad-Eye told that to Ol' Bumblebee's face, that white-whiskered wanker laughed and threw him out of Hogwarts."

Potter said, "I can get Quirrell out since he was a 'Muggle Studies' Professor. I can have Dumbles surveyed as well because he was stealing from me, and I can get Snape and Binns out because they are useless, and I have logic and common sense."

Scott snorted and said, "How do you know so much? You haven't even been to Potions or Defense, or have you forgotten that?"

Potter huffed and said, "Let me paint you a picture . . ."
_

Harry and Neville walked to the Transfiguration Classroom, having the first class of the day together. They knew that their fathers were good at Transfiguration, so it was expected from them to be the best.

Well, not Neville, because he had a late bout of Accidental Magic, so he is 'nearly Squib'. But Harry is 'The-Boy-Who-Arrogantly-Lived' so he had to be the best.

When they entered, they noticed only Michael Corner, Padma Patil, Parvati Patil and Hermione Granger. Granger was smiling at the fact that she had come before Harry Potter though.

Harry winked at the cat on McGonagall's desk and sat with Neville.

And then, the students started filling in.

Harry wondered it was not a shock that there were so few wizards in Britain, if these gits are shouting for everything and anything if they are not Death Eaters, Voldemort or Dumbledore. Or if they had some bloody common sense like Neville on his right-hand side. And if anyone was Moody, well they are a different sub-species of humans that Christ tolerates.

Scott coughed offensively, how did he do that?!

Harry watched the Cat at the Front jump from the teacher's desk when Ronald Weasley, A.L.G.A. (A Lazy Git All-around/ Arrogant and Lazy Gryffindor Ass), entered the Transfiguration Class alone, ten minutes after the lesson started.

Harry wondered how incompetent a teacher could be to start their own lesson this late.

Ron muttered, "Bloody nice that McGonagall isn't here. Imagine her face if she saw me late . . ."

McGonagall the Cat was now, McGonagall the Scary Grandmother of some Unlucky Sod, and said to Ron sternly, like Minerva McGonagall, "Mister Weasley, why were you late this good day?"

Ron flushed in embarrassment and said softly and respectfully, "I got . . . lost, Professor."

McGonagall said, "Well then, Mister Weasley, if you must, I can transfigure you to into a map or a compass if you get lost again. You would be beneficial to not be late." She turned to the others and muttered to Ron as an afterthought, "Sit with Miss Brown, Mister Weasley."

Ron did, and the lesson began.

Scott commented, "So that is how you met Snape and Quirrell?"

Harry shushed him with a glare and said, "Listen to the full story, you dunderhead."

Scott raised his hands up in surrender and said, "Just don't teach me the lesson. I did the same thing when I was eleven, that woman got me mixed up for Uncle Mad-Eye and almost took me to Dumbledore."

"Didn't she put the Hat on your head?"

"Yes, she did."

Harry continued his story.

In the lesson, Harry was the first one to turn his matchstick silver and pointy. By the end of the lesson, it was a nail. Granger was disappointed, so was McGonagall, though Harry did get a couple of points.

McGonagall is a bit biased, but she just couldn't be wrong outright.

As Harry and Neville exited from the classroom on the second floor of the castle, they passed a shadow. Then, another shadow.

Harry and Neville exchanged glances and walked behind the shadows. Luckily, they were walking behind the rest of the Ravenclaws, so they saw the shadows. If they were with the Gryffindors, they never would have even noticed them.

As they walked above the Great Hall, they found out that the first shadow was Quirinus 'Scared Squirell' Quirell, while the second was Severus 'Black Bat' Snape. Neville was a bit more nervous after seeing the Black Bat tiptoe after the Scared Squirell.

Harry muttered to him, "Don't worry, Agent Honeyclaws, refer to me as Agent Goldflight while we follow Target 'Blackbat' and Target 'Janus'. Be careful, amateur, for this could be dangerous."

Neville said nervously, "Har- Agent Goldflight, it is not like we have Death Eaters and You-Know-Who here, so why are you worrying so much?"

Scott asked, "I think I can understand 'Blackbat' and 'Janus', but why Goldflight? Honeyclaws seems like a Hufflepuff thing too, but why 'Goldflight'?"

Harry answered hesitantly, "It is my animagus form."

"You are an animagus?" Scott suddenly seemed hesitant.

"Yes, a Golden Eagle."

Scott answered with relief, "Glad I am not the only one. I am a Forest Raven."

Harry smirked with mischief and said, "Welcome to Marauders Agency of Mayhem and Confidentiality, Agent Darkbeack."

Darkbeak asked, "What are Marauders?"

Harry answered ominously, "It will all be said soon."

Scott motioned to continue.

Blackbat cornered Janus and asked in his harsh tone, "Quirrell, where are you going?"

Janus raised to the trigger and said coolly and confidently, "Snape, I am going nowhere. Please refrain from following me." And went in the opposite direction he was about to go.

"He was about to go to the third floor?"

"Yes."

"Interesting, continue."

Blackbat went his way and Honeyclaws sighed as Harry's tense shoulders relieved as well. They were about to move away too, when a cracking voice of a male teenager interrupted, "So, ickle firsties?"

Harry and Neville jumped in shock as two redheaded twins were grinning toothily at them from a good four inches above both of them.

Harry, being reasonably taller than most of his year group but not the tallest, felt that these two were teenagers with their voices and height, and have just hit a growth spurt.

The nearer one said a bit softly, "Don't mind having us here, do you? We were about to go to the Forbidden Corridor, you know? Like the Marauders!"

Harry asked, "What are the Marauders?"

The two, Fred and George Weasley, Harry realised, looked at each other and smirked before the louder twin asked his slightly softer twin, "Should we tell 'em?"

His twin said, "Of course, Fred! This is Harry 'Bloody Ravenclaw' Potter! Of course, we tell him and Long Bottom!"

Harry and Neville looked at each other in confusion but that dissipated as Fred said in a saner tone, "You see, Marauders were Pranksters of greatest order in the late seventies from what we figured from their way of speaking. And with those animalistic nicknames of theirs, they were probably animagi, human animals literally. And they are our role models!"

Harry said, "So who are they?"

George, obviously the more sensitive twin, said, "They are the Proper Prongs, Prowling Padfoot, Murderous Moony and Wailing Wormatail."

Harry said, "So, Prongs, Padfoot, Moony and Wormtail. Why the adjectives?"

Fred shrugged and said, "It matched them."

Harry suddenly thought of when they said that they wanted to be like the Marauders. He suddenly asked, "You are preparing to animagi, aren't you?"

Neville choked on air as someone clearly thought to break Law in front of him. With his grandmother, he had a shakingly positive view of rules and they were breaking the national rules of human.

The Twins nodded as one and nodded. Fred said, "We have started the process and have come to the conclusion that I am a Mexican Hairless dog, a Xoloitzcuintli. Xoloitzcuintli have very high intelligence, sensitivity, high energy, inquisitiveness, strong hunting, and social instincts. They are also one of the most loyal dogs if not the most loyal dog breed. So, I am happy with the canine flavours."

Harry and Neville nodded and they turned to George. George cleared his throat, like a certain Gryffindor Prefect unknowingly, and said, though nobody guessed, as Charlie Weasley did about dragons, "I am not as far into it as Fred, because there are clearly more species of birds than dogs. I like flying more than Fred do, so that may be the reason, but there are more. Seagulls, or Gulls as they are usually called, are clever, curious, and creative, showing complex methods of communication and a highly developed social structure. They are also treated as mischievous birds."

Harry told them, "I am a Golden Eagle."

Everybody looked at him in shock and as everyone saw it, they laughed.

Fred, easily spotted from his slightly bulkier body and smaller ears, asked his twin, "So, what is the common behaviour of a Golden Eagle?"

George looked at Harry for help since he was the person transformed into that ruddy bird, but Harry just smirked, so George just sighed.

The Gull Twin explained, "I do not know much about Golden Eagles because Gulls have a slightly different structure from them, so I did not read up much about them. Golden Eagles are one of the largest and most powerful birds of prey. They are very fast and display a surprising level of fluidity. They do not speak much, except when they have to and are sacred to the Americas. They are one of the more known birds and are extremely loyal, if we see their breeding habits."

Harry explained simply, "Golden Eagles are the golden bird forms of Harry Potter."

Harry said sheepishly, "I wanted to be a Wolverine actually. Ferocious and Dangerous, while interesting and loyal."

Scott chuckled deeply and said, "Don't worry, lad, your personality suits that damn eagle of yours."

"I know."

"Then, tell me more."

Harry told Scott, "Nothing more, Fred and George told me that they are most likely to call Fred 'Redfoot' because Padfoot, and Fred is red in his form. Also, George is most likely to be called 'Whitewing' which is pretty self-explanatory."

Suddenly, Harry gave a face of repulsive thoughts. He looked to be disgusted and happy at the same time. He told Scott in a final tone, "Neville was taken by Fred and George."

Scott suddenly seemed scared of Neville Longbottom.

AN: Honeyclaws is a poke at Honey Badger and Neville being loyal and fearless. On the other hand, Goldflight as told in this chapter, is Harry's animagus form.

Snape has the understandable nickname of 'Darkbat' and Quirrell has the more complicated nickname as 'Janus'.

Janus was the god of beginnings, gates, transitions, time, duality, doorways, passages, frames, and endings in Roman Mythology. He is usually depicted as having two faces.

Harry does not know about Voldemort being there, he thinks of Quirrell as a person having two masks. One as the known fearer of vampires, being scared of his shadow, and having stuttering with passion when asked. The Other mask as a type of 'real identity' with Quirrell being a sort of Master Manipulator who is trying to kill everyone. Janus, as I think of him, seems like a bit of a smart and manipulative figure who feels that his personal safety is the best moral way to turn to. So, voila!

Harry is just perspective and hypothesising everything, he is not exactly sure but feels that way due to instincts. He still feels that Dumbledore is a sort of an important figure because of his achievements, but he does not show it. He thinks of Dumbledore in a negative yet grudgingly respectful light.

Also, Darkbeak. It was about to be Omniblack because a raven is all black, but Darkbeak sounds like a stupid kind of nickname to me, no offence. Also, Ravens are said to be wise and paranoid creatures and they are related to the Corvidae Family of Avian Species, of which Crows originate. So, wise for Ravenclaw, paranoid for Scott's uncle and, with crows being so coarse, it made sense. So Scott Moody is an official OC with being a part-time main character. And he is prepared, like his Uncle Mad-Eye.

And Harry's full backstory will also be revealed.

AND yes, Fred and George being smart make sense. I have no reason to tell the obvious.