The Dark Potter Series
Prologue
Harry Potter, you all know him. He's that wizard kid
with the lightning symbol on his head. You know, the one who
defeated Voldemort a couple of times, winner of the Tri-wizard
contest, and recipient of numerous awards.
Harry and his friends Ron and Hermione have been
through a lot together. These three are inseparable while in
school, and have a very special bond. Ron is Harry's best
friend. He was the first one to befriend Harry and they care
for each other deeply. Hermione is Harry's other best friend,
but I think that she will always come second to Ron.
So what would become of our little Harry Potter
should something unfortunate happen to Ron? That my friends
is where the real story begins…..
Chapter 1
Temper Temper
It was just another boring, uneventful, miserable
summer at the Dursley house. Harry has once again been
closeted up the spare room, and the only thing keeping him
sane thus far is the weekly owl mail Harry gets from Ron and
Hermione. The last letter, thank god, was an invitation to
spend the rest of the summer with Ron and the Weasleys.
Harry couldn't wait to leave and was packing when his cousin
Dudley walked in.
Harry still couldn't believe how much Dudley had
changed over the past year. He had actually lost weight, and
a substantial amount. If Dudley wasn't careful he might
become a normal boy rather than a beached whale.
Dudley smirked and asked, "And just where do you
think you're going? Do Mom and Dad know that you're leaving?
Maybe I should tell them. Of course they'll probably be happy
to see you leave."
Harry took deep breaths telling his-self to calm
down, willing his-self to keep his cool. He couldn't afford to
go around doing all sorts of spells on Dudley as appealing as
that might be. So Harry merely stated, "Dudley I couldn't
care less what you tell my aunt and uncle, but if you say one
more word to me you'll get the worse beating of you life."
Dudley stared at Harry who hadn't even looked up
at him to impart that information. Slowly Dudley began to
take small steps back.
"You wouldn't dare touch me Harry. Mom and Dad
would have your hide if you so much as harmed a hair on my
head!"
That was the last straw for Harry, he was fifteen
now and tired of being treated like some stupid unwanted child.
He walked quickly up to Dudley and grabbed his shirt collar.
Using that as a grip he shoved Dudley into the wall causing
the boy to cry out in pain.
"THAT'S IT! None of you will ever talk to me like that
again do you hear?! I'm Harry Potter! I've defeated the most
feared wizard in the world not once but four times over! I'm
tired of you and you're family treating me like dirt! I could kill
you all with just a few words! Has that ever occurred to you?!
Has it?!!"
During that speech Harry repeatedly banged Dudley
into the wall. By the time he was half through his aunt and
uncle where in the room bearing witness to this show of violence.
Aunt Petunia began to cry and pleaded, "Harry stop
it! You're hurting Dudders! STOP IT!!"
Uncle Vernon just stood there looking amazed. He
couldn't believe what he was seeing. Harry, subservient little
Harry Potter was threatening not only Dudley's life but theirs
as well. He was incredulous.
After a few tense moments Harry leaned close to
Dudley and whispered in his ear, "I would advise you to keep
your parents out of my way, and if any of you give me trouble
again I won't hesitate to make you all miserable for the rest
of eternity. And Dudley…tell them what I just said…and it'll
be you alone that will suffer."
With that said Harry promptly delivered a hard punch
to Dudley's stomach and the boy doubled over on the ground
moaning. Harry then turned to his aunt and uncle, "I'm going to
spend the rest of summer with the Weasleys. Either of you
want to object?"
He looked back and forth between them and they
both wisely shook their heads. Harry smirked and finished
packing.
"I'll be leaving now. Goodbye."
Harry walked down the stairs and out of the house.
He then took out his Firebolt, his pride and joy, and took off
towards to the Weasley home.
The Durselys on the other hand just continued to
stare, not truly believing that that had been Harry.
Prologue
Harry Potter, you all know him. He's that wizard kid
with the lightning symbol on his head. You know, the one who
defeated Voldemort a couple of times, winner of the Tri-wizard
contest, and recipient of numerous awards.
Harry and his friends Ron and Hermione have been
through a lot together. These three are inseparable while in
school, and have a very special bond. Ron is Harry's best
friend. He was the first one to befriend Harry and they care
for each other deeply. Hermione is Harry's other best friend,
but I think that she will always come second to Ron.
So what would become of our little Harry Potter
should something unfortunate happen to Ron? That my friends
is where the real story begins…..
Chapter 1
Temper Temper
It was just another boring, uneventful, miserable
summer at the Dursley house. Harry has once again been
closeted up the spare room, and the only thing keeping him
sane thus far is the weekly owl mail Harry gets from Ron and
Hermione. The last letter, thank god, was an invitation to
spend the rest of the summer with Ron and the Weasleys.
Harry couldn't wait to leave and was packing when his cousin
Dudley walked in.
Harry still couldn't believe how much Dudley had
changed over the past year. He had actually lost weight, and
a substantial amount. If Dudley wasn't careful he might
become a normal boy rather than a beached whale.
Dudley smirked and asked, "And just where do you
think you're going? Do Mom and Dad know that you're leaving?
Maybe I should tell them. Of course they'll probably be happy
to see you leave."
Harry took deep breaths telling his-self to calm
down, willing his-self to keep his cool. He couldn't afford to
go around doing all sorts of spells on Dudley as appealing as
that might be. So Harry merely stated, "Dudley I couldn't
care less what you tell my aunt and uncle, but if you say one
more word to me you'll get the worse beating of you life."
Dudley stared at Harry who hadn't even looked up
at him to impart that information. Slowly Dudley began to
take small steps back.
"You wouldn't dare touch me Harry. Mom and Dad
would have your hide if you so much as harmed a hair on my
head!"
That was the last straw for Harry, he was fifteen
now and tired of being treated like some stupid unwanted child.
He walked quickly up to Dudley and grabbed his shirt collar.
Using that as a grip he shoved Dudley into the wall causing
the boy to cry out in pain.
"THAT'S IT! None of you will ever talk to me like that
again do you hear?! I'm Harry Potter! I've defeated the most
feared wizard in the world not once but four times over! I'm
tired of you and you're family treating me like dirt! I could kill
you all with just a few words! Has that ever occurred to you?!
Has it?!!"
During that speech Harry repeatedly banged Dudley
into the wall. By the time he was half through his aunt and
uncle where in the room bearing witness to this show of violence.
Aunt Petunia began to cry and pleaded, "Harry stop
it! You're hurting Dudders! STOP IT!!"
Uncle Vernon just stood there looking amazed. He
couldn't believe what he was seeing. Harry, subservient little
Harry Potter was threatening not only Dudley's life but theirs
as well. He was incredulous.
After a few tense moments Harry leaned close to
Dudley and whispered in his ear, "I would advise you to keep
your parents out of my way, and if any of you give me trouble
again I won't hesitate to make you all miserable for the rest
of eternity. And Dudley…tell them what I just said…and it'll
be you alone that will suffer."
With that said Harry promptly delivered a hard punch
to Dudley's stomach and the boy doubled over on the ground
moaning. Harry then turned to his aunt and uncle, "I'm going to
spend the rest of summer with the Weasleys. Either of you
want to object?"
He looked back and forth between them and they
both wisely shook their heads. Harry smirked and finished
packing.
"I'll be leaving now. Goodbye."
Harry walked down the stairs and out of the house.
He then took out his Firebolt, his pride and joy, and took off
towards to the Weasley home.
The Durselys on the other hand just continued to
stare, not truly believing that that had been Harry.
