Chapter 1
Prologue
Hiding behind the tombstone in the graveyard of Little Hangleton, Harry felt his life flash before his eyes. All the abuse from the Dursleys and all his four years at Hogwarts.
His life was never his truly to begin with being the Boy - who-lived (he hated that name mind you). He was hailed one day and belittled the next. People used to call him a hero if he does good but if it's something that is against them, they treat him like a criminal.
It was the same way in his second year during the chamber fiasco and again this year when his name came out of the goblet the entire school turned against him.
He could take the insults and jeers from the school but what hit him the most was Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger's betrayal after that event. He had always had his doubts regarding their friendship but this was the final nail in the coffin.
Ron was a jealous git who took offence to any kind of work and was a big slacker. He should have expected this as he was always pulling him down by making him slack in his work as well but he bared it because he was his first friend.
Hermione took offence to anyone who studies or performs better than her. All she does is spend hell lot of time in the library, read Hogwarts a History, and boss around with her overbearing attitude.
Harry was a very intelligent person. He had keen observation skills and with his ability to soak up knowledge, he was a force to be reckoned. But he held himself down and dumbed himself down to not attract attention.
He had retrieved his family grimoire due to being the heir of the family and used to parctice and train till three in the morning because he required very less sleep. He had sneaked around using his Invisibility cloak and Marauders map to the restricted section and read upon heaps and heaps of old obscure tones and books.
The Potters were specialist in arcane magics and battle magic . Harry knew that the people who can defeat him in a fair fight are very few because his natural power was extremely high. Harry knew for a fact that he is the only person capable of wandless magic since Herpo the Foul.
It had all been going well until he got whisked away by the cup portkey, but instead of arriving at the quidditch stadium he arrived in a grave yard and when he saw the name Tom Riddle he knew he was played. He saw flash of red and darkness encroached him.
When he came to he was tied up and he saw Peter Pettigrew performing a ritual. He was powerless to do anything and he was berating himself for his slacking. When Peter took his blood he knew that something bad was happening, and suddenly from the cauldron, Tom Riddle also known as Lord Voldemort stood up. He had regained his body.
He was overwhelmed not only by Voldemort but also his twenty odd death eaters. They were jeering and laughing while he was hit with the cruciatus curse. He had now got a lucky break and was evaluating his condition. He can damn well fight Voldemort but he had no guarantee that the other bootlickers of his will stand quiet and play fair.
"Come out and fight like a true lion Harry. It does not do good to you to hide. Come out and face your death" taunted Voldemort.
Harry's response was to laugh. He laughed madly. The other death eaters were looking at him like he was crazy. Harry snickered. ' They are not far of the mark. I might have gone crazy' , he thought.
"Death!!! Confident much aren't we Tom", Harry replied aloud after he bought his laughter down. Voldemort saw red when he was addressed by his most hated name. He panicked a bit thinking that his death eaters might have heard Harry say his name, but they hadn't and Tom released a breath he didn't even know he was holding.
" I see great potential in you Harry. I will give you one last chance to join me. We are destined for great things Harry. Greatness!!!! ".
The death eaters were shocked . They couldn't believe that their Lord was offering a chance to join him to a little boy, no matter a filthy Half-blood of all things.
One death eater Lucius Malfoy from the likes of it stepped forward. "My lord , forgive me for asking but why are you offering any mercy at all to that filth over there. My son Draco will be a better fit to us wou..." .
Lucius was cut off as Tom roared in laughter." Your son is as useless hippogriff shit Lucius. His only grace is potions and thats because of his godfather there. Harry here on the other hand has shown people plenty less than he should about himself. A true Slytherin I would say. What say Harry?? Shall we put on a display then??" .
"Of course Tom. Let's do that . But I assure you that you won't be laughing at the end, and stop recruiting me for Merlin's sake. I am not interested in being your boot licker".
Tom raised his wand and pointed towards Harry.
" Come now Harry, the niceties must be observed. What will Dumbledore say if his student is obeying the rules".
But Harry didn't budge. "Very well then " said Tom . " Imperio". A pressure was applied across Harry's mind but it didn't even take a second for him to break it.
"Bow Harry."
"You have to come up with something better if I should listen to you Tom." The faces of Tom and his merry band of servants was one that Harry would never forget.
The death eaters were shocked. They couldn't believe that a mere boy could repel the imperious curse. Tom was starting to feel a little uneasy. No one could have done that probably apart from Dumbledore. But he was supremely confident in his abilities.
" Very good Harry , impressive", he clapped his hands. " But you have to do more to win over me" he said.
Harry knew that he will not win . He was still a fourteen year old. Yes he was very capable he knew he could fight him to a standstill or give him a hell lot of competition, but he knew he was still lacking in decades of experience. But he was not the kind to back down from the face of adversary. He knew that death is nothing but an old friend. So he steeled himself and raised his wand. If he is about to die he will surely take a chunk out of Voldemort.
.He raised his wand and slashed his wand and thought 'Defodio'. A purple beam of light in a form of wave caught Voldemort off gaurd. The piercing hex caught him on his leg and there was a huge gash near his knee.
Now Tom was feeling a bit uncomfortable. He didn't know that Harry's spells would cause a damage to his ritualistic body, but boy was he wrong. The boy knew silent casting for Merlin's sake. Even he struggled with silent casting for offensive spells. Making of his horcrux reduced his silent casting abilities. He had hell of power but his non verbal ability took a beating.
The death eaters were staring with their mouths open. They were shocked beyond words." You are all talk Tom. All you do is catch people by surprise. You and your followers use unforgivables and kill them from behind and overwhelm them. I don't deny that you and your followers are extremely powerful but still you guys are cowards" Harry taunted him.
" You dare to calm me a coward." Voldemort asked enraged. His eyes were filled with fury.
" Oh I am not calling you a coward. You are one".
"Crucio" roared Tom. Harry conjured a marble wall to intercept that .
" Confringo maxima" he retaliated . Tom raised a hasty shield.
'Ventus' thought Harry. Tom was pushed back a bit.
"Glacius spiculum" Harry incanted. Thick long spikes of ice left Harry's wand and hit Tom's shield.
"Bombarda maxima " shouted Tom, clearing his shield. Harry dodged out of the way. "Crucio! Duro! Serpensortia" said Tom.
" Attack himmm" he hissed in parseltongue. Harry vanished the snake with the flick of his wand, dodged the cruciatus and incanted" Protego Maxima" and put up a shield .
Tom was now casting with impeccable speed. Harry was dodging continuously. A cutting curse caught Harry on his shoulder and it started to bleed. He was hit with few blasting hexes and now was very worse for wear. He got certain hits on Tom as well but the bastards ritualized body made sure that he didn't get tired.
They were going at it for a full half an hour now but nobody was willing to give up.
Harry knew that he had to get away, from that place. He knew he was surrounded and even if he managed to knock Voldemort, he knew that the other death eaters will not spare him. He thought of a plan and was now waiting for an opening.
'Tempstatis' he incanted. It was a family spell. A huge hurricane was brought forth from his wand.
The death eaters were now panicking. They had never seen anyone other than Dumbledore go toe to toe with their Lord. But here was a boy who was holding his own against their Lord. They were really awestruck by this duel.
'Ignis clypeus' Harry thought thought . The advantage of the Potter family spells was that they were battle spells and no other human being other than a Potter can cast them. It is immersed in the blood of a Potter and those who become a Potter. It had to be cast silently to work effectively and that caused Harry to become very effective in non verbal casting. ' Ignis tormentis evenit' he casted. A fire cannonball erupted and struck Tom .
He was thrown back with a massive force. He didn't know these spells. 'Family spells' he mused internally. He was surprised and shocked and was very angry. He had not expected this. The brat was not only casting powerful spells but also casting them non verbally. He had drawn first blood to. He was really impressed. But he knew that he had to do something or he will loose the respect he has among his followers.
Harry casted a silent 'accio' towards the Triwizard trophy. Voldemort saw this and casted a killing curse in the direction of the trophy. The last thing Harry saw as he held to the trophy was the tell tale green flash of the killing curse.
TBC
This is my first fanfiction. I am not a hater of Ron and Hermione. But I like fics where they won't stand behind Harry and doubt him like the Malfoy issue in the Half blood prince. I personally am also not a big fan of Hinny. I rather like the idea of Harry getting together with a Slytherin like Daphne Greengrass. I also like the idea of Harry with the Black sisters. And I am also favourable to the idea of Harry and Fleur. I also like the idea of a powerful Harry. I mean c'mon the boy resisted the imperious at 14 from Voldemort for god's sake. And the patronus.
This fic will be a time travel Harry , powerful , intelligent , and lord fanfiction. And the pairings will be Harry /Bellatrix or Harry / Narcissa or both. I like the character of Tonks and so Andromeda will be paired with Ted.
Spells-
Ignis tormentis evenit- fire cannonball.
Ignis clypeus- fire shield
Tempstatis- hurricane
Speech
' abcd' - parseltongue
'abcd'- silent casting and thoughts