Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.This is a AU where Harry was told even less information upon arriving in the wizarding world. He knows he's a wizard, and his parents died in the car crash because someone cut the brakes.I am not going to write the whole Harry Potter again just some parts.This is purely for my amusement and I got the idea when I was going through Instagram feeds. The idea goes to fandoms_reyna.

When Hagrid takes Harry to Ollivander's.

'Ahh. I shouldn't tell a 11 year old child that his wand is the brother of the wand that killed his parents.' Ollivander thought while he saw the look of sheet awe and excitement ob Harry's face.

When Harry met Ron.

"Wow, You are Harry Potter.' Ron exclaimed.

"Yes. Why did you say it like that and how do you know about me." Harry asked perturbed

(Remember this is complete AU so Ron is considerate and doesn't have the emotional intelligence of a teaspoon.)

Ron didn't want to bring up the death of this pale and thin boy's parents, so instead he said, "Your grandfather Fleamont Potter invented Sleazky's Hair Potion. It's quite a big hit and your family is famous cause of that."

"Oh" exclaims Harry, so that's why everyone was so excited and curious about him. He was last of the Potter's in the Wizarding World. My gamily must have been quite missed.

Jump to Harry finding Quirell in the room with Mirror of Ersed.

Quirell removes his turban and Voldemort anxiously waited to see how the boy who brought about his doom. He still hasn't figured out what happened. Darned that thrice damned prophecy.

"It is I, The Dark Lord who will gain the Sorcerer's Stone and then I will see to you boy." Voldemort monologued.

Harry was confused. 'Who wa sthis person on the back of Professor Quirell's head. He must be the reason why Professor Quirell's weirdness." And like who named themselves The Dark Lord. People will already be wary of them and if he was supposed to be some big Drak Lord or something then won't Dumbledore have already known.

So Harry asked, " Ahm. Mr Dark Lord. Is that supposed to hide your acts cause Dark Lord doesn't have a nice ring to it."

Voldemort thinks Harry is being a smart little shit, so he repeats even more meanicngly,"I am the Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort, kneel before me."

Harry shrugs so his name is not actually the Dark Lord. "Good for you, Mr. Edgelord?... but sorry I can't kneel this is all the good clothes I have and I do not want to get them dirty and this floor is a disaster."

Voldemort continues not listening to a thing Harry said."I've waited ten long years to meet you again, Harry Potter, ever since that devastating night, my one true nemsis -"

Harry interuputs, "Mr. Edgelord, I literally don't know who you are. Also, dude my one true nemsis like I'm just 11 years old. You are so old how can I be your 'one true nemsis'."

"I AM HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED" Voldemort shouts getting angrier by the minute.

Harry speaks up, "Yeah, They sure didn't. Never heard of you. You should have not named yourself that if you really wanted people to mention you."

'Was I wrong then! I mean I started a war, I am nearly dead because of all this power and glory. I mean who can do what I did. I spent so long coming up with Lord Voldemort.' Voldemort thinks to himself. 'but no, how can I be wrong. I am Lord Voldemort. It's this insolent brat.'

"I killed your parents. I am that Dark Lord. Someone must have told you."

Harry shakes his head at the poor deluded snake man. Quirell really wasn't that sharp to begin with and now he had to share that brain cell with another person too.

"My parents died in a car crash. Only I survived." Harry spoke slowly as to make the man understand.

" No! It was me! I tried to kill you too! As a baby!" Voldemort shouts frustrated.

"You tried to kill me when you were a baby?"Harry asks confused.

"No! When you were a baby!" Voldemort was close to exploding with anger.

"Oh. And you failed? Um. Maybe that's why no one remembers you? Because you were defeated by a baby? Not very lordly of you." Harry contemplates.

Voldemort is literally fuming. Smoke is rising out of Quirell's body."Didn't you ever wonder how you got that scar?" Voldemort fumes out."Didn't you wonder why they called you the boy who lived?"

"Uh, most people call me Harry? My arch nemesis calls me Potter. No... not like that actually in that posh accent of his it sounds like PoTTah!" Harry chuckles remembering Draco Malfoy.

"I'M YOUR ARCH NEMESIS!" VOLDEMORT SCREAMS.

"Sure, you are." Harry indulges the delusional man. Mental illness is no joke"but, I got the scar in the car accident."

Voldemort is now literally smoking hot.(hehehehe)

Harry being the polite boy, he is"Are you Ok? Mr. Edgelord. You don't look so well. Should I call for help."

And Voldemort shrieks like a Korean fan girl seeing her Idol dating and explodes out of fury.

Harry leaves the event none the wiser because Dumbledore still doesn't tell him anything cause let's face it he is Dumbledore not Let's-share-important-info-with-Harry-ledore.