Title:Harry Potter and the Reverse Order

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and any work pertaining to the work.

Characters: T. Darkwaters, H. Potter, L. Matchbanks, D. Malfoy, L. Malfoy.

Summary: Eucha has always had an eye out for trouble whether to stem or pronounce it, never mattered but a certain fan/friend of hers has made it her mission to aid her to the utmost ability, doesn't hurt, said friend actually does have the eye. So when a special myopic child turns up lost in Avebury chateaux, well...

Author's note: dark themes like

brief mentions of child abuse, kidnapping,rape, manipulations,torture.

Chapter 1

Harry's always known his relatives thought there was freakishness and wickedness running through his veins, the way they handled him, worse than dogs with fleas drudging in the mud. At just seven he already knew he never wanted to stay in this hellhole a second longer than necessary so he worked hard 4ead his books, did his assignments, even did projects for extra credits. But TK the Dursleys still found a way to mess that up claiming all his hard work, toils and daily suffering as theft, that he stole Dudleys' work when anyone with even an iota of sense would know that was an embarrassing fib! Well truthfully and thankfully Harry has had enough, he sometimes wondered how he bore it all with a smile and accepted this trash as his lot in life. but no longer was he going to sit calmly while they shat and destroyed him. His parents might have been drunks but he surely wasn't one, he'll show them, Harry swore, he'd show them he was far better than the lot of them.

Harry decided as he stewed in silence after Aunt petunia and uncle Vernon had blatantly lied to his school principal and the foolish woman merely nodded, as if agreeing that he was all those vile things they sprouted about him. he wouldn't cry,he wouldn't give them the satisfaction of his tears, he thought as he desperately held in his tears, looking out the window, trying to allow the beauty outside soothe him.

The next thing he knew, he being cradled in arms that held him like he was something precious.

" ssh dearest one. You're safe now" he thought he heard before he was stolen from consciousness and surprisingly the whole thing was rather soothing.

Harry slept.