Year One

The Sorcerer's Stone

By: Arawn

Summary: Harry Potter didn't grow up with the Dursley. He grew up abused beaten and unloved, without friend's to help him. He grew up to act like a Slytherin to survive, in Saint Bensons Children's Home. He's cunning, smart, and a thirst to be great.

When he talks to snakes all of it will look like this: {parseltongue}

Letter

Harry Potter was sitting outside the park in a woody area. Seth and Rosy were teaching him about Snake Magic again. He couldn't practice it because to do Snake Magic you need a magical snake.
{Harry Potter lisssten carefully; we know we been over thisss before, but you need it sssince you can't practice on usss. There is no magical sssnake around this area we could contact.} Hissed Rosy to Harry who was currently leaning up against a tree with a cold look on his face.
{Yess I know, but I wisssh to practice wandlessss magic sssince I can't do thisss.} He hissed back at her angrily. {Thiss isss sssomething I could ussse now and not have to try and ssstay awake and lisssten to you go over sssomething I already know.}
{Fine, do your wandlessss magic, but after wordsss you will lisssten to me. Underssstood Harry Potter?} Harry nodded and went into a trance to get to his core. When Harry got there he quickly pulled his core out of the pink well. His core was burning a bright white color with hints of green, silver, blue, bronze, red and gold. It took Harry a long time to get blocks that were on his magic off and when he did he got his true powers.
Flashback
A humming sound could be heard coming from the woods by the park. The person making the sounds was 7-year-old Harry Potter. Harry had been doing this for two years and had not gotten what he wanted so for. He read the book over and over again until he memorized it and didn't need it anymore. This was a good thing because he ripped it up after failing yet again.
So the young Potter started over and went into the meditation trance hoping that this time it would be different. He slowly drifted inward like the book said. Then something strange happened. It felt like he was being ripped apart; with a sudden flash of white he was standing in front of a pink well.
Harry jumped with joy and hurried to the well to bring out his magical core. When he got there, he expected to see a blue or green color but instead, it was a blinding white color. He stuck his hand into the liquid-like core and pulled it out.
Looking up at it, he saw most of his core was black, like the blocks that the book had described. Wondering why there was a block in the first place, he grabbed some of his core and started covering the black areas. When finished he shouted the incantation and a sudden flash of white light threw Harry's vision and his core doubled in size.
He looked at his core again to see different colors swirling around in it. The red, gold, silver, green, bronze and blue colors all seemed to fight for space on his core. Remembering what the book said, he grabbed his core and repeated the process to eliminate what was affecting him. He shouted the incantation again and the blinding light flashed before him. Looking at his core he saw that the colors were still there. He tried again and nothing happened. Thinking that it was part of his core, he left it alone and carried out the rest of the book's instructions.

Feeling his magic around him, he opened his eyes and saw colors radiating off of every thing. He remembered the day he got this Aura Sight; it was right after he came out of the trance the day he found his core.
Flashback
Harry opened his eyes and saw everything radiating in pale colors around him. Panicking, he got up and ran towards the playground in the park. Looking around he saw the other children also radiating in pale colors; a few kids had brighter colors.
Looking around he met eyes with a boy and Harry felt a tug on his mind. Soon Harry was seeing things that he never seen before. Growing up with a mom and dad; playing catch with his older brother and many other things. Then it hit him. He was a Legilimens and a natural one at that. He had read about it in Power's That Lay Dormant: Self Guild to Unlocking Your Power by Sir Nicholas de Mimsy the tenth. Thinking back to the book, he remembered that it also described what's going on with his sight.
Aura Seeing is a rare gift. The last know person to have it was
Salazar Slytherin. It let him see everything that was magical and how
powerful it was. It was also thought to be passed onto his son, but
his son ran away at the age of 16 and no one knows what happened to
him.
It slowly vanished after he wished for the Sight to go away. Reaching up to rub his eyes he yelped in surprise. He had lost his glasses. Looking around he stopped and realized he could see just fine and with a goofy grin he walked over to where his glasses lay and stomped on them. Smiling at his work he ran off to the playground.

Harry played around, turning things into animals and back again. This was his way of practicing his magic. Since the only spells he knew were dark, he needed a test subject; so he transformed pebbles.
Turning one of the pebbles into a rat, he said the incantation, 'Maribundus'. The small rat started squeaking in pain. After a minute under the curse the rodent passed out in pain. The spell made one feel like they were dying and in a lot of pain. It was a lesser-known form of the Cruciatus Curse mixed with the Killing Curse. It all depended on how much power was put behind the curse.
He transformed it back into a pebble and picked up the next rat he had transformed. Sitting it down, it started running off; Harry raised his hand and said, 'Adflictatio leg'. Harry sat there and watched as the rat's leg was torn off by the curse. After doing a few more curses on the rats, he was interrupted by Seth.
{Filthy creaturesss those ratsss are; they're always where they can be. We had to fight off two of them the other day; they tried to eat near our nessst.} Seth said with disgusted in his voice. {Rosssy sssaid for me to tell you that it is time for your lessssonsss.} And he slithered off into the bushes.
Harry mumbled under his breath about crazy snakes and a plot to take over everything. After walking into the bushes he came to their nest. {Rosssy, I'm here.} He said yelling so she could here him.
{Good. You ssspent hoursss going over your wandlessss magic. I thought you had forgotten about me.} She said mocking anger. Harry admitted that she was a good teacher and that he did learn a lot from him.
So far, he had learned to create a shield that can stop any curses and contaminate spells that let you fire curses, but nothing comes out. The only problem with this is that you need a snake to make a circle around the person or object and the snake has to be biting their tail.
After a few hours of studying they were interrupted by a hooting sound. Looking up Harry saw a brown barn owl fly down to him. The owl landed on his shoulder and stuck out his leg. Harry looked at the leg and found a letter attached to it. He untied it, transformed a pebble into a mouse, and gave it to the owl.
{I sssee you got your acceptation letter Harry.} Said Seth who was sitting in the sun on a rock, sunbathing. {You will be leaving to go to ssschool at Hogwartsss. Ssso you need to get your sssupplies.} Seth had a hint of sadness in his voice. {You ssshall leave tonight to get them and don't come back. That headmassster will beat you to death if you do. He doesssn't like wizardsss.} With that he slithered back into the nest.
{Now remember where Diagon Ally is. It took me a year to find it ssso you better remember it.} She slithered up to him and flicked her tongue on his face. {Good luck Harry Potter and have fun.} She too left him alone in the woods.
Harry started out of the woods and sat himself on the bench. Looking at the envelope he saw:

Mr. H. Potter
The Sixth Room
3492 Jefferson Road
Outskirts
London

Opening it he pulled out a letter that was written on yellow parchment:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of Witchcraft and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,
We are please to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely.

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

Harry folded the letter back up and stuffed it into the envelope; then he put the envelope into his pocket. He bent down and grabbing a handful of pebbles he stuffed them into his other pocket. Slowly he made his was back to the orphanage; not hearing the {bye} that was hissed from his snake friends.
When he got back to his room he quickly changed the pebbles into good clothes. The first one was changed into socks, the second was a pair of black trainers, the third was a pair of black pants, the fourth was a red shirt, the fifth was a pair of undergarments, and the last one was changed into a black almost leather-like jacket. He transfigured one last pebble into a black duffle bag. Putting the entire set of books into it, along with a few of his personal things, he walked out of his room and the building never to return.

Author Notes Thank you for reading.

Maribundus – death, dieing (Latin) Belongs to me. It is a lesser known form of the Cruciatus Curse. It is also a Killing curse if you put enough power behind it.

Adflictatio – Pain, torture (Latin) Belongs to me. It tear's off the body part you name after saying Adflictatio.

The Cruciatus and Killing Curses belong to J.K. Rowling