My name is Harry Potter.
Until a few months(weeks?) ago I was just a ten year old boy in the eighth grade of the Yancy Academy a private school made for problem children in the state of New York, but the question "am I a problem child?
The answer is: yes, I am the child with the most arrests in the whole school but thanks to my huge grades and my ADHD at the end of everything most of them lose their value almost naturally, the presence of others also has its value at the end of the day.
Nancy is a very annoying fifth grade girl and at various times cruel so our "friendship" is closely outside of school and preferably far from her usual friends.
Grover also has a 7th grade student with black skin jeans and black shirt he is cool and all in bora be a person with a genetic disease in his legs that prevents him from doing physical education, bad luck him.
The teachers at the school are usually not bad, most of them are a little more strict with me and nancy because of our legendary arrests which preferably was where we met for a long time but in general this does not prevent them from being excellent teachers.
According to all the teachers and psychologists I have been all said similar things: I am a genius, at the age of four I started school in kindergarten at Yancy due to medical demands and in two years I was already in elementary and now I am in the final year of elementary the eighth.
Well, now first of all we are going, or at least we should be, towards the manhatam art museum which is fascinating no matter what others say and even better: I will not cause any problems, this will be my first perfect darkness without any damage or at least as much as I can after all karma and fuck and then ...
"Harry! Harry! The bus will leave in five minutes! Said a female voice screaming so loud that the pool water that was starting to shake and the glass almost broke a strident voice that can easily be confused by a strident harpy as well as a person itself , nancy weasley-prewit my dear redheaded friend madly authoritative and strangely kind in her own way ... even if others say otherwise.
Climbing to the surface of the pool putting my beautiful face out I see nancy staring at me angry and I in my perfect glory not only smiled in a VERY brazen way but lifted my thumb up and said while smiling.
"Yes?
A few moments later I felt dragged by the collar of the uniform shirt by an angry nancy to a group of several boys who were waiting in the windows of the bus when they turned me laughing and a lot, even Glover himself who is usually quite quiet and managed to give a few laughs before making the teacher save me set in me direction.
"Good my dear nancy managed to bring potter here? Where was he? He asked binns as he watched me readjust from the sweet fall that nancy put me through. You know what? Just forget about getting on the train. She said with a sigh of fatigue as she moved toward the train and up the ramp exactly a few moments after I got up and started moving toward the bus when I was held by nancy who growled, growled! and then I in all my beautiful sweet wisdom stood staring at the ground of shame.
As soon as I got on the bus I sat next to Glover on the seat on the right side of the window and in front of lady bloodshit i.e. nancy the girl who "officially" hates me if to consider all the arrests we have made in the last months since we met although the motives are different at least mine was not illegal! I just had the bad luck of not being able to drown and always find the pool quite comfortable what is perfectly normal! it is perfectly normal to sleep in the pool and forget that you need to breathe ... most of the time though as far as I know there were times when I had different problems, problems like nancy started and I had to finish!
And now after the last joke I am being watched over the risk of "death" suspension! suspension at school, not that I have much to do at the orphanage but still I am quite annoyed now and at this very moment nancy decides to start hitting pieces of sandwiches in Glover's hair in the shape of little balls and this is starting to be annoying, not that it is not annoying from the beginning but the fact that Glover does not fight back being that he has a clean slate irritates me a bit.
The fact of being watched by the principal is something that I guarantee will never happen again, mainly because the person that was assigned to me to watch is a teacher Dodss and oh scary teacher that she is she even seems like a harpy staring at me waiting for me to do something wrong or in the case of her and the principal and any teacher in the school something fun and funny although it is very obvious that she is seeing nancy hitting sandwiches in Glover's hair so why is she quiet?
After some time without anyone doing anything I say as I get ready to get up.
"I'll kill her."
Before I got up I could see Glover pulling me down and leaving me a little irritated but ... because ?!
"Don't fuck up, you're being watched" he said seriously watching me snort. don't worry man I like peanut butter. he said dodging a piece of bread that almost hit a student in front ending the reign of nancy terror. If any shit happens your fault then lower the ball ... then please calm down. he told me by watching me sit withered in the chair and when it happened I swear Dodss' human harpy laughed!
Well, Glover is a nice guy, even if he cried almost every time when he got frustrated and definitely not the best guy in school if to see that he is the only guy with a beard and who is in the seventh or eighth grade I don't know this without considering his unknown muscle disease that forbids him to take physical education classes for the rest of his life and walk in a very strange way almost as if he was feeling pain which is not so true if you consider that he is probably the fastest student in school when he has enchilada in the cafeteria.
Mrs. Dodss is a scary teacher, she arrived in the middle of my late sixth grade when I was eight and the first thing I think when I see her is: scary, Mrs. Dodss is that kind of math teacher from Georgia (at least I think she's from there ... ) and who is over 45 years old and wears a leather jacket, just by looking at her you can imagine without much trouble she invading her room with a Harley motorcycle model and masked as a bandit from the old west and I think my imagination is invading more than it should so I will stop now before it is bad for me before I run into someone on the next avenue, the 5th avenue.
Oh and it also seems that teacher Dodss loves nancy and hates me, I remember every time I ended up doing something I shouldn't and she came with that smile and sweet voice while saying a dreaded phrase "now, baby" and after that I already knew I was screwed and would be detained for the rest of the month after school while I clearly saw nancy sneaking away every time and always failing to share the shortened detention with me.
I even remember one time when I was forced to set up a higher art room where younger students are making more mess than art and after that the first thing I told Grover was:
"Teacher Dodss is not human" said in an angry grumbling this time with the teacher although I know I should hate the younger years that do not have the ability to make decent art or clean up their own mess but then with a serious face and voice Grover said.
"You are very correct" said closing his arms giving an air of seriousness that made us both laughed to hell before we were surprised by the teacher herself who gave that look and then we spent the next month cleaning bathrooms ie I was the current month and the next cleaning bathrooms, Grover was just a few days for medical reasons, lucky bastard.
The museum tour has gone very well so far.
Mr. Binns was leading us through the museum among all the statues of ancient gods and small glass galleries with faded old vases colored orange and black most of the time having some peeled white or a faded blue.
The professor was in front of a stone monolith with a woman's face in the center and a sphinx at the top, after he stopped in front of the same column that by chance was huge he started to explain the story of the four meters monument to a class of people who are mostly insane! So that made a huge mess start so I was starting to get angry with the people around me either the boys who were moaning with boredom (whatever the worst is to put up with) or like girls who were gossiping and laughing like idiots without even thinking of hearing an explanation from the teacher.
Irritated by the gossip after nancy started talking about some kind of live porn while looking at what in her version would be a naked man on the 7th avenue street.
"Will you please shut up? I say a little too loud and I see Mrs. Dodss staring at me angry apparently enjoying the story while professor binns stopped his explanation and said surprisingly calm but with a tone of disappointment in her voice.
"Mr. Potter made any comments? The teacher asked, calling everyone's attention that he handed out laughing like damned freaks, and that made me very embarrassed.
"No sir. I said red with shame when I saw that the teacher pointed out his ... drumstick? Ruler? It doesn't matter, what matters is that he's established the stick for one of the figures he illustrated in one of the star figures.
"Well then could you explain us what this image represents?
"This image is that of Cronos eating his children. He said quickly seeing that Binns was not satisfied.
"Oh and why did Kronos eat his children? Binns asked, expecting an answer that was clearly not satisfied.
"Why ... I didn't know the answer or better I didn't remember so I had to roll a little. Because ... Kronos was the god-king and then-
"King? asked Binns raising an eyebrow.
"Titan. He told me recovering. And Kronos did not trust his sons because of a prophecy that was made predicting his fall into the hands of one of his sons who in the future would be considered the king of the gods. He said without thinking, with a smile of binns. His wife ... his wife decided to hide the first son Zeus on an island and gave her husband a stone in his place for when Zeus raised him he beat him by forcing him to vomit his two brothers Hades and Poseidon ...
"Blearrgghhh. They said like girls in a tone of disgust being all just petty little brats of 13 years ... or twelve.
... and then there was the great battle between Kronos. said starting to come out of the automatic mode and continuing. and the gods and gods won "I ended up tired seeing binns staring at me relatively surprised and that made me ashamed, that's the results of having TDH I think.
Behind me nancy started grumbling something about ... I don't even know what it was about.
"As if we were going to use it in something in real life, I doubt that in a job interview they will say" justify why cronos ate her children".
"And because Mr. Potter. I said binns drawing more attention to myself that I was kind of dizzy trying to get back on my feet in the automatic, fucking TDH mode. Paraphrasing an excellent question from Ms. Weasley, does it matter in real life?
"It's fucked up. Grover whispered softly.
"Shut up. Chiou nancy looking like a mixture of hair and blood so red that it was very close to being shiny crimson.
That's it! At least it won't be me who suffers the night, nancy was framed ... again, it seems that only mr binns can catch nancy talking garbage when hardly anyone can, he had radars in his ear probably or a radio.
Thinking about what Professor Binns asked, I just shrugged and answered honestly.
"I don't know, sir.
"I understand," said Professor Binns. Well, actually Zeus gave a horrible mixture of mustard and wine that made Cronos end up vomiting five children that as you clearly thought were his children who due to their immortality did not just live inside his body preparing for the time to leave that is ... never and then after that Zeus together with the five brothers defeated Kronos and with a divine sickle spread his pieces all over the tartar the deepest and darkest part of the lower world however now with this final comment is lunchtime so kindly Mrs. Dodss could take our dear students outside?
After that everyone left the museum room like idiots or holding their bellies like girls I don't know why or pushing themselves like boys who were looking incredibly silly.
"Mr. Potter"
I knew it! something was going to happen had to happen but not even half an hour before lunch ... putz, good better take the way. I think sighing when I warn Grover to go ahead that the teacher called me and then as soon as I finished I went towards it and said.
"Professor?
"You need to learn to answer my question," he said seriously.
"About the titas? or about the gods?" I ask now confused.
"No, about real life. Preferably how your studies apply to it."
"Ah."
"Remember Harry Potter that what you learn from me is of vital importance and I hope you'll treat it as such. From you I will accept only the best Harry Potter.
"Okay... I say confused but relieved, it seems the teacher reprimanded me because I have underperformed, well at least I know what to improve on now and I will make sure that this will not happen.
"Ah and preferably you could meet the director and us in the next meeting? we have something to propose to you if you want...
Honestly I was confused because they would propose something to me? and preferably the director? I mean, there are some classes that are pretty fun like the one on languages and mythological history are pretty cool mainly because I never take zero in the first one just seems impossible and because in mythology classes the teacher gildfort is very funny when he wore a fake roman armor and kept playing with us so we could name the gods or Greek-Roman heroes with a gray wooden sword with chalk on the end was very cool.
But to tell the truth my grades in other subjects like math, physics and chemistry are never lower than A- and in several moments I got compliments and an A+ the only thing that ties me to this school are my huge amount of arrests and the maximum degree of TDH although the library has its uses a good number of times or is always.
So why do they want to call me to a meeting? it just doesn't make any sense and it makes me a little confused but with this message I keep whispering about trying harder when I see professor binns staring with visible sadness as if he had personally witnessed his death or funeral.
Staring at me before leaving binns told me to go have lunch in the courtyard with my friends or Grover what holding my lunchbox did with pleasure and at a good speed.
The class was gathered on a sidewalk in front of the museum and several houses on the steps of Fifth Avenue.
Above us a huge storm was forming, right on top of New York, it must be global warming because this is very strange or bad luck but anyway bad luck does not create such a weird time, example? since Christmas all over New York blizzards happened and strong, forest fires caused by lightning and even floods! which no matter how common it is, at least not in new york and not at the levels that were presented seriously, the weather is so abnormal that I wouldn't be surprised if hurricanes started to appear although I don't want it to happen so soon or ever.
It seemed that nobody noticed that the weather was bad, the boys were feeding the pigeons with cookies that nobody saw and weasley was chasing a bag of a lady trying to catch something and obviously Mrs. Dodss did not see anything or did not care, I bet my life on the last one.
Grover and I were sitting in a fountain eating our hamburgers trying to at least look like we were not from the same school as the people in front, the school that usually nobody works or that is pushed because it is maladjusted or mentally ill to a low level where a psychiatric hospital does not become necessary.
"Let me guess: Detention? said Grover .
"No, just a warning about inferior performance. said with a sneer, I was literally the best student in school and comes a warning like that? This is very bad and very good at the same time, very bad because I failed at something and very good because I know what I failed and will not fail again. The binns not only expects me to be as good as people from normal schools what he knows I am but he expects me to be better than them and that's difficult especially when you have an abnormal level of TDH. said sad when I saw that Grover apparently was not caring much about my drama he was more focused on his snack so with a happy thought I followed his example and started to focus on my homemade burger.
Mr. Binns was in his wheelchair eating celery while reading some kind of historical romance probably having in the back an umbrella colored wine, the chair of them all looked more like a motorized coffee table than a chair.
Before I could start eating my snack I saw three people coming towards me, it was nancy weasley and her two friends of disappointing appearance at the very least and horrible at the very most, they probably got tired of stealing tourists or wouldn't be here, when then nancy throws her half-eaten snack on top of Grover's lap and then in a mocking tone of voice says.
"Ooops. said mockingly smiling with her crooked teeth making it look like together with her freckles she had spent a whole can of liquid orange spray on her cheeks.
I was furious, I might as well push her face into the fountain which was probably the most pleasurable thing in my life but before I could do anything I heard a voice she sounded like it was coming from the fountain and sounded male.
"Calm down son, if you attack the girl you will expose yourself and this will not be good" said the voice in a very soft and delicate tone that if it was not for the instinctive feeling I felt then I would not know that he was a man.
I was confused, who was talking to me? because this is something strange and not by a long shot.
"It's me, your father" said the voice .
When this happened I was blank, dad? but how did this happen when my dad died in a car accident? if this is a lie then...?
"Boy, I think you'd better wake up if you want to call me just go to a decent water fountain and say my name: Poseidon," said the voice when the moment I opened my eyes I found myself in one of the probably strangest situations of my short life.
Nancy weasley was on the floor screaming like an angry animal saying I pushed her when obviously I was literally standing still and all the people were staring at me strangely as they gossiped.
"WAS THE POTTER! screamed nancy like an uncontrolled animal as she stared.
"Did you see? the water grabbed him," said one of the students.
"Really? but how? answered one of the other students who was gossiping.
"Is it me or was nancy knocked down by a jet of water? asked Grover as he stared at the 5th grade girl knocked down and wet with a thoughtful face.
While everyone was talking I saw that they were raising nancy who was still screaming about it being my fault and then a few moments later I could see the terror coming towards me, it was Mrs. Dodss who was coming towards me with a crooked smile as if Christmas had come early, shit I'll probably get detention until next year?
"Now baby... said in her typical sweet voice that made you shit yourself as easy as breathing.
I know, I'll spend the rest of the year cleaning toilets," he said grumbling as he cursed my luck, everything was going so well when somehow nancy started screaming like a beast and I? somehow it ended up being my fault and now I'm getting ironed.
"No, you come with me"
I was about to follow her into the museum when something that I would probably never expect happened.
"No! it was me , I pushed! squealed Grover leaving everyone perplexed and me even more if I consider that Grover is terrified of Mrs. Dodss.
"I don't think Mr. Underwoods" said politely but in a scary way that generated a tremor all over the world.
"But ... tried to insist looking desperate when he was cut by Mrs. Dodss in a strong and sharp voice.
"You... will... stay... here," said Mrs. Dodss as she watched Grover drop her shoulders looking withered.
"It's going to be okay, man," she said in an attempt to reassure Grover that it looked really bad.
"My good we go ... now ... said in a shrill voice remembering nancy who was staring at me mockingly.
Before leaving I sent my worst look of "Fuck you" and "I'm going to end your race" angry. So just as I turned to meet Mrs. Dodss in front of me, I found the same right at the entrance of the museum gesturing impatiently in my direction.
"Fucking ADHD" I say running to the teacher that I was starting to go deeper into the museum what she was going to do to me? she was going to make me buy a new nancy blouse at some internal store? because that's literally the only reason I can think of for her to force me to next.
But apparently that wasn't the plan because when she stopped we were in the Greco-Roman section again but we were alone this time, what does she want with me?
The teacher was standing in front of a marble statue of some god staring at it with a fulminating gaze almost as if she wanted to kill the person in the statue and a strange sound like a growl, it made me more curious and confused than frightened.
"What do you want from me, teacher?
"You've been causing trouble, my dear" I said in a sweet voice.
"Yes I know, I've caused problems since I was born so could you be more direct? please? I say it in the most polite way possible although it may sound a little damning.
"Do you really think you'll get away with this Mr. Potter? said in a cruel and perverse way leaving me a little nervous, a little bit.
She's a teacher she won't hurt me, probably. I think as she speaks her speech.
"Well, I really don't care about this incident, my grades are perfect and it really doesn't make sense to add an arrest or two more when my overall picture is already full and I don't even miss two months of class, right?
"No! I'm not talking about it and you know it. I said angry.
"How the hell am I supposed to know what you're talking about if it's not about the fight right now?! be more direct, damn it. I say now a little changed.
"You want me to be more direct? then I'll be more direct," she said when his eyes shone strongly changing his body together, his horrible coat fused to his body forming gray bat wings that contrasted with his equally gray though pale and monstrous body as well as with his long, sharp teeth colored golden...almost.
As I stared at the monster in front of me I held the panic as deep as I could and trusted my abnormal ADHD reflexes to probably run away or live as best I can when I hear the voice of someone familiar, very familiar and welcome.
"Hello Harry! came the voice of Binns who threw a frosted gold bronze pen (did I get it right?) in my direction.
At that same moment I was forced to dodge the sharp claws of the freak with a moan of tension but when I dodged I picked up the pen that now was no longer a pen is a 95 cm bronze sword that surprisingly was not so hard of use.
The freak or Mrs. Dodss if I'm more polite than if I consider the recent event definitely won't be after seeing me and the sword stared at me strangely in a way with an absurd amount of hatred and a little (read if much) of anger.
Amidst the growls Mrs. Dodss said with a voice still sweet but much more wild than usual.
"Die, baby... before going forward with intent to kill clearly.
Seeing the freak going towards me trying to kill me I raise the sword and I literally do the only thing I could think of and cut it in my head breaking in half and turning it into dust almost instantly the moment the sword fell to the ground, With the death of the aberration came along a horrible smell of sulfur a shrieking cry that gave a cruel look in the red eyes of the monster that took time to disappear but not before giving me some shivers of hate and remorse as if its defeat was some kind of shame.
As soon as the freak died, the sword strengthened in a pen and then I fell to my knees watching the... the remains of the aberration being swept away by the wind as I threw up my breakfast while realizing new facts...
I was alone.
I was alone and holding a pen.
A pen that a few seconds away was a sword almost a meter long.
And I was alone, like, alone even without Professor Binns.
I was surprisingly calm for someone who had been attacked by a frightening freak and almost killed but I surprisingly wouldn't be so surprised if somehow there were some kind of even worse creatures.
To tell you the truth I really don't doubt that my burger has some kind of magic mushrooms or something worse or even nothing...I'm going crazy. I think while I walk outside to find Professor Binns with the other kids acting normally talking and everything, Grover is still shy and worried and Nancy is also still the pain in the ass he is but...
It was raining, like, raining hard, very hard.
As soon as the rain came all faced me including teacher Binns who was in silence apparently waiting for something, strange, he comes gives me a sword to fight a scary creature a rage now that I can start thinking and then stays in silence? or he planned something or has shit even deeper in the middle of it.
"What the fuck harry did Mrs. Kerr hurt you? she said in a tone of mockery but revealing to few people a tone almost, almost worried.
"Who? said confused when I noticed that the teacher moved to me the moment I asked the question or when she finished the sentence.
"Who? our teacher, you idiot. said amid mocking laughter.
Suddenly Grover who said nothing so far said in a half-assed tone.
"It's not funny expensive this is a serious matter.
Seeing this narrow eyes, this change of behavior is simply not normal especially when it is half or in the measures that were given a few minutes ago.
In a sigh I decide to turn around and go towards Mr. Binns to return his pen, I will still find out what the hell is happening.
Seeing the teacher a few meters in his wheelchair I will approach him and I hear the same saying when raising the eyes of his book almost distracted, almost, only if I was not a damn genius I would be thinking that he is harmless but now that I have proof that some shit is happening I can see that the teacher has a defensive and calm aura, withdrawn but still heavy and even better: Non-human, I know the aura of humans and this and very different from the usual it is much more like that of a wild horse and that of an old man but like. ..?
"Ah my pen, you found it, how nice, try to bring more of your writing instruments, Mr. potter. said taking the pen that I didn't even know I was holding.
I handed the pen to the teacher and asked a curious question, it was more a test than anything to know whether or not he did something about the furious teacher.
"Sir...where is Mrs. Dodss?
The teacher looked at me with his eyebrows raised and in a reprehensible tone and clearly worried the same he said.
"Harry, there's no Mrs. Dodss here, so I know there's never even been a Mrs. Dodss at Yancy Academy, are you all right?
"Sorry then. I say knowing that professor binns was lying, at least in the answer because the intent of the answer to the concern itself is surprisingly genuine but...
Why would he lie in the answer but not in the intention ? what happened back there with the fury that he had to erase or probably modify the memories of all the students ?
Wait! because a fury attacked me? fury exists? because if fury exists... then what else exists?
Better wait a little longer, when school is over I'll try to contact poseidon oh shit if fury exists then that means the gods are real? then if that's true...
I'M A SEMI GOD?!