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Italics= memories/dreams

'Thoughts'

"Parseltongue"

"Different language"

"Regular speech"

Narrator

TIME SKIP 5 YEARS,

HARRY's POV

After 5 years of being treated like a slave with his only solace being books, a nine-year-old Harry James Potter, or "Freak" as his ever so loving family called him, was reading a book about the Salem Witch Trials when a girl came up to him. He recognized her from Primary School, which the Dursleys reluctantly sent him to even though they would rather him constantly cleaning the house and doing chores that weren't meant for someone his age. "Whatcha reading?" the girl asked. He replied, "Why do you care, nobody else ever does." The girl's eyes narrowed. "I'm not just anyone," she replied, a bit snarkily, although to be fair he was a bit rude to her.

He put the book down and looked at the girl more closely. She had long dark hair that went halfway down to her waist, with a heart-shaped face and mesmerizing dark brown eyes. He stared at them for a moment too long and the girl harrumphed. "you know it's rude to stare," she said. Harry quickly averted his gaze and introduced himself. Even though they went to the same primary school, Dudley's gang made sure everyone thought he was a freak, so no one ever wanted to be friends with him. "Alyssa Bellisario," she replied. She held out her hand, and when Harry shook it, they both shuddered. It felt so right. Harry knew that this would be the start of a long and never ending friendship, and maybe something more.

TIME SKIP, 1 YEAR

Over the past year, Harry's solace wasn't only found in books anymore. Alyssa was his new best friend, albeit she was his only friend, but he still confined almost everything to her and her,everything to him. The one thing that he swore he would never share with anyone was the weakness he felt when he was beaten and made to work by the Dursleys. He told her everything else, though. About his parents, about his need for revenge upon the cesspool he once called home. He never told her about magic, no. For if that got out, she might think him a freak as well, and he couldn't bear that. Her opinion was the only one that mattered to him anymore, and he couldn't stand it being negative.

So when he apparated to a rooftop when Dudley and his gang were playing "Harry hunting", he didn't realize that this rooftop was, in fact, the Bellisario's rooftop. He saw Alyssa sitting on the other end of the triangular roof, with her head in her lap. He walked over to her, being careful not to disturb her. "What's wrong?" he said. She jumped. "Harry? What are you doing on my roof, and how did you even get up here?" she said all in one breath. Harry chuckled uncomfortably. "I don't know," he said truthfully. He continued, "One moment, I was on the ground, running from Dudley and his gang, and then I was up here." She stared at him for a while in confusion. "so you can also do unexplainable things?" Now it was his turn to stare. "What?" he replied. "Can you make things move without touching them, can you make animals do what you want without training them? Can you make someone hurt when you want them to hurt?" Harry continued to stare disbelievingly at her. "Yes," he replied softly. Now it was her turn to stare disbelievingly. "You never told me that. Do you not trust me?" "NO!" Harry replied. "You are the only person in the world that I trust. I don't know what I would do without you in my life. I have been ridiculed for my magic my entire life, called a 'freak'. I thought that you would look at me in the same way and I would lose my only friend in this world." He took a breath, then continued, "You know my plans for this world. You are the only person I want by my side when I accomplish my plans. And to prove it, I'll tell you everything." He steeled his mind and relaxed before starting his tale. "When I was four years old, the darkest lord of our generation came to our house and paid a visit. He killed my grandparents first. Then he went up to the nursery, where me and my brother were." Alyssa's eyes widened in shock. She asked, "You have a brother?" Harry's eyes narrowed. "Sadly, yes. But let me finish. Questions later. The dark lord came up to the nursery, and saw two baby boys on the floor. One was only an infant, and I was about four. He pointed his wand at Matthew, and said the deadliest curse known to wizards and witches. But me, being the stupid baby that I was, leapt in front of the wand just as the dark lord cast the curse. The curse rebounded on me and hit the dark lord, and Matthews's forehead started to burn. An eye-shaped scar appeared on his forehead, and the dark lord began to disintegrate. My parents came home, found Matthew standing over the dark lord, and immediately assumed that he had been the one to defeat him. Then, the person who I hold most of my rage in for comes in. He suggests to my parents that they give me to my sister so Matthew can't be distracted in his training. Because you see, the dark lord was never fully destroyed. Ever since then, I have lived with the Dursleys, who despise magic and treat me like a slave." Harry took a deep and long breath. "Ok. I've been rambling. Tell me why you were up on the roof, crying." There was a long silence, and then she started.

"I've been able to do magic since I was seven. I kept it secret since I didn't think my parents would like it. Then, today, I finally got the courage to show them what I could do. When I made one of the cups hover, they stared for a moment. Then, my father screamed, 'Get Out! I don't ever want to see your freakish face ever again!' he shoved me out the door, and slammed it in my face. My mother didn't stop him. So, I climbed up onto the roof, where I had always found peace, and then you came," She finished, letting a small sob escape.

Harry took her hand. He had never tried or had anyone to comfort, but he could damn well try now. "You are most definitely NO FREAK. If anyone ever calls you that again, you can count on me to eradicate them off this earth." Alyssa replied, "Thanks Harry. You have no idea how much that means to me. You know you're my only friend too, right?" Harry sighed and answered, "Yes." "Promise to stick together?" Alyssa asked expectantly but with a hint of nervousness. "I promise." "Good. Because I never want to lose you, and I would do anything to get you back." Then, together, they both sprinted down the roof and leapt off into the next great adventure of their lives.

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Beta'd by DarthBob842 on 4/11/20.