It's been 6 years since the last time Harry has seen anyone who may relate
to him. Harry has shoved himself in to a pit of misery, and deception. By
now he's devoted his life to the dark, there's no turning back for Harry.
Or is there?
Harry has drifted apart from his comrades from Hogwarts, Ron Weasley is now assistant Minister at the ministry, Hermione Granger is now head Mistress of Gryffindor at Hogwarts. Harry, deep down, longs for companionship, but shelters it with dark acts of hatred.
"DIE YOU BLOODY GOOD-FOR-NOTHING MUGGLES!" Harry bellowed as he cast spell after spell, ridding of London all the Muggles he saw. "WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!" he said as he rose a car and flew it into an apartment building. "HAHAHAHAHAHAA" he chanted as building after building crumbled before an audience of fleeing Muggles.
"This just in! A madman in the Muggle realm has just went apsolutely INSANE! HE'S ALREADY KILLED 1,200- no, wait, 2,500... WAIT DAMMIT WILL HE EVER STOP WHERE IN MERLIN'S NAME IS THE MINISTRY!?"
"I always knew he'd turn into a murderer," Vernon said as he ran out to the car throwing his luggage into the car. "DUDLEY! Hurry up with your bags!" Dudley had over 16 suitcases already stacked against the house waiting to be packed. "I'm sorry son, we can't fit it all inside the car with your mother and my things."
"Then leave the bitch, father, let's go!" Dudley had provoked his mother into doing the unthinkable.
"What did you say!" With a slight twitch in her finger. "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!"
"A B.I.T.C.H, BITCH!" Dudley in no time was on the hood of the car with a red handprint on his face.
"NOW TAKE YOUR SHIT BACK IN BEFORE I LAY A FRESH ONE ON YOUR ASS YOU INSUBORDINANT PRICK OF A SON!"
Harry then woke with a smile he'd never felt before, satisfaction.
"Ha," he chuckled, "that would be great, if only."
"WAIT I CAN!"
And so just as in his dream he began destruction of London- "YES DIE YES!" he'd yelled after every scream. When everyone in town square had died and was in flames, he thought, "Time to show my appreciation to my dear family..."
Harry grabed his broom from the ground and flew to Privet Drive; there he saw the house that he longed for.
"OH AUNTY UNCY I'M HOME!" he anounced as he flew throught the door. "WHERE ARE YOU!? Fine don't come out I'm up for a little game of catch-that- Muggle." Then he searched and searched, and finally he came upon his family huddled in the fetal positon in the cupboard which he once called home. "Hi, miss me?" he said in a sly voice.
"Stay A.Aw, AWAY! YOU Um Na na no gu good WITCH!" Uncle Vernon said with such fear he trembled redundantly.
"Oh is that any way to treat your nephew?" Harry said with enthusiasm.
"I HAVE NO NEPHEW!" he bellowed.
"Oh dear I must have the wrong family, I guess I'll leave you poor people alone."
As Harry walked out of the door Vernon ran and locked it. But Harry was not so passive as he said "WINDGARDIUM LEVIOSA!" The house rose with great speed and flew into the sky as if it were a 747.
"ENJOY YOUR TRIP!" he yelled.
To be continued...
Harry has drifted apart from his comrades from Hogwarts, Ron Weasley is now assistant Minister at the ministry, Hermione Granger is now head Mistress of Gryffindor at Hogwarts. Harry, deep down, longs for companionship, but shelters it with dark acts of hatred.
"DIE YOU BLOODY GOOD-FOR-NOTHING MUGGLES!" Harry bellowed as he cast spell after spell, ridding of London all the Muggles he saw. "WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!" he said as he rose a car and flew it into an apartment building. "HAHAHAHAHAHAA" he chanted as building after building crumbled before an audience of fleeing Muggles.
"This just in! A madman in the Muggle realm has just went apsolutely INSANE! HE'S ALREADY KILLED 1,200- no, wait, 2,500... WAIT DAMMIT WILL HE EVER STOP WHERE IN MERLIN'S NAME IS THE MINISTRY!?"
"I always knew he'd turn into a murderer," Vernon said as he ran out to the car throwing his luggage into the car. "DUDLEY! Hurry up with your bags!" Dudley had over 16 suitcases already stacked against the house waiting to be packed. "I'm sorry son, we can't fit it all inside the car with your mother and my things."
"Then leave the bitch, father, let's go!" Dudley had provoked his mother into doing the unthinkable.
"What did you say!" With a slight twitch in her finger. "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!"
"A B.I.T.C.H, BITCH!" Dudley in no time was on the hood of the car with a red handprint on his face.
"NOW TAKE YOUR SHIT BACK IN BEFORE I LAY A FRESH ONE ON YOUR ASS YOU INSUBORDINANT PRICK OF A SON!"
Harry then woke with a smile he'd never felt before, satisfaction.
"Ha," he chuckled, "that would be great, if only."
"WAIT I CAN!"
And so just as in his dream he began destruction of London- "YES DIE YES!" he'd yelled after every scream. When everyone in town square had died and was in flames, he thought, "Time to show my appreciation to my dear family..."
Harry grabed his broom from the ground and flew to Privet Drive; there he saw the house that he longed for.
"OH AUNTY UNCY I'M HOME!" he anounced as he flew throught the door. "WHERE ARE YOU!? Fine don't come out I'm up for a little game of catch-that- Muggle." Then he searched and searched, and finally he came upon his family huddled in the fetal positon in the cupboard which he once called home. "Hi, miss me?" he said in a sly voice.
"Stay A.Aw, AWAY! YOU Um Na na no gu good WITCH!" Uncle Vernon said with such fear he trembled redundantly.
"Oh is that any way to treat your nephew?" Harry said with enthusiasm.
"I HAVE NO NEPHEW!" he bellowed.
"Oh dear I must have the wrong family, I guess I'll leave you poor people alone."
As Harry walked out of the door Vernon ran and locked it. But Harry was not so passive as he said "WINDGARDIUM LEVIOSA!" The house rose with great speed and flew into the sky as if it were a 747.
"ENJOY YOUR TRIP!" he yelled.
To be continued...