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Warning: most of this is just smut, if you want an actual story you came to the wrong place.
It was a quiet night, within the halls of Hogwarts, Harry silently mused to himself, under his invisibility cloak. He was currently in his fifth year, and he hated every day of it. He was forced to be ridiculed by the entire school especially by Umbridge. This forced him to deal with her so called "detentions", which was nothing more than torture. He had the entire wizarding world against him for warning them about the return of their greatest enemy. Voldemort having brought himself back to life had stayed hidden.
Harry knew that his mortal enemy would prefer to reveal himself when he wanted, and that Harry had little chance to win against him. This was proven when he had confronted the man after he had brought himself back to life.
Harry knew that his friendship with Hermione and Ron had been strained because of this. With the both of them not answering his letters and that they both chose to not affirm their friendship but listen to the headmaster.
He was currently out in the middle of the night in the library because he felt like he had to be here. Something was calling to him, whether that something was good or bad he didn't know. What he did know was that something was calling to him, so he followed the feeling, after grabbing his invisibility cloak and found himself in the library standing in front of shelf of books.
He grabbed what was giving him that desire, a book that was on the shelf. When he grabbed the book he felt a surge of magic flow into him, and the feeling he had dissipated.
"The book of Change" Harry muttered under his breath feeling the old leather book. Before he could open it he heard footsteps.
'Better get back out of here.' He thought, as Madam Pince turned the corner, luckily for him he still had his cloak on so he was able to slip past her without her notice and returned to Gryffindor Tower.
Now in his bed with the book he had opened it to the first page and found himself looking at what should have been a table of contents looked more like a list of instructions or steps.
The book of Change
With this book the wielder may change reality as he wishes
He who is called to this book you are its new master
Anything written in this book can and will change reality
Only the master of this book and those specified in the book will know of the change in reality
To the rest of the world those changes in the world have always been reality no matter how strange the change is
"Is this a joke" Harry muttered, but he knew that he had felt that small surge of magic and the feeling that let him find the book wasn't a joke.
"How should I test if this is real?" He questioned that's when he looked at his hand or rather the scar from his detention with Umbridge. 'It would be the perfect test for that.'
He now had his idea for a test so he wrote down
'Harry Potter hand does not have a scar from his detention with Umbridge'
As Harry finished writing he felt a tingling sensation on his hand, he immediately brought it up to look at it. Eyes widening in shock, he watched as the scars on his hand slowly faded away. He immediately started to rub his hand trying to feel the scarred tissue. He only felt smooth skin.
"It's real, it's actually real." Harry muttered a bit shocked. This book could change so many things for him; it could change his very life as to how he wanted it. A million thoughts rang through his head.
Oh yes Harry Potter had plans that could be made and enemies to deal with.
Authors note
This is my first story so please be kind about it, I will return to change some of this someday. The book of change will be multiple stories about this character finding the book and their adventures.