A Different World
Summary:
Harry never lived at the Dursley's, infact, he has no idea who they are. Taken in by a mean couple, taught to fight and steal, Harry spent ten long years on the street, until one day, he meets an old man with a beard and half-moon glasses telling him that this wasn't the life he was meant for. AU
Disclaimer: If I owned it, I'd be writting book five instead of this.
~~~
"Hey! Stop! Kid!!!" a man yelled, suddenly realising his wallet was missing, and that a scrawny little black haired kid was running away with it. Seven year old Harry Potter ran, and ran, and ran. The man swore, knowing he couldn't catch the kid now... stupid muggle brats. Severus Snape ducked into an alley and apparated, still swearing at his absence of luck.
Harry leaned against a wall in an alley, breathing hard, and took out the wallet and counted the money. 100 dollars in american money (Aria would get it exchanged later), he hadn't been that lucky in a while. He stuffed half in his pocket, and took the other half back to Artemis and Aria.
~~~
Eight Years Later.
~~~
"SHADOW!" Harry turned from Draco toward the road to Hogsmead to see a very angry girl running at him. She looked to be about 19.
"Oh no," Harry whispered, completely ignoring everyone else. She lept at him, tackling him to the ground. He automatically flipped her, and jumped to her feet. "What do you want?" he hissed.
"The same thing I wanted last time, and everytime before that," she replied, throwing a kick.
"Then you're going to get the same answer you got every other time- NO!" Harry growled ducking it.
"I won't, and more importantly can't take no for an answer, Shadow! You know that!" she replied.
"Don't call me that," Harry said coldly, "That's not who I am anymore."
"But it's who you were. You can't run, or hide, from your past! If I can find you, so can they. Think about that for a minute, Shadow," she replied.
Harry clenched his teeth, "This, Wolf, is my life now. What I used to be doesn't matter. My answer is still no, so why don't you just go now and save yourself the trouble of loosing this again!"
"Fine, Shadow. Fine. You win for now. But think about what I said, 'kay kid?" she sighed finally. Harry nodded.
"Good luck," they said at the same time. She turned and left. Harry watched her disappear over the hill, then he turned around and walked the other way, not even hearing the questions hurled at him by Ron and Hermione, or noticing the odd look on Malfoy's face.
"Harry! HARRY!" Hermione and Ron yelled, running after him. He stopped and waited for them to catch up.
"What was that about? Who was that girl?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing... no one... It doesn't matter anymore," Harry said absently.
"Why did she tackled you? How'd you flip her like that?" Ron asked, only to get smacked.
"Because she's Wolf. I flipped her out of instinct," Harry kept walking, lost in thought, "Er, no offense, but I just need to think by myself for a little while." They left and Harry continued to wander around by the lake.
"Was she the reason you alway refuse to fight?" a harsh voice asked behind him.
"That's really none of your business," Harry said evenly.
"I'll decided what's my business, Potter," Malfoy said coldly.
"Well, decide quickly that this is not your business," Harry said, and walked away.
"Don't turn your back on me when I'm talking to you!" Malfoy fumed.
"Too late, Malfoy, I already have," Harry replied, not turned, and still walking. Harry ended up near the front gates. He stared down the lane, looking at the hill that she had disappeared over.
'She was right you know,' a little voice said in the back of his head, 'You can't run from them forever.' Harry sighed, having decided that loosing an arguement with himself would leave his sanity in serious question... not that there were some who questioned it already.
"I can sure as hell try," he said to himself, before going inside. "I can sure as hell try."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well! Now that I've managed to royally confuse all of you, I'm going to stop for now!
P.S. Anyone know how to get the bold and italics and underlines to actually stay... along with all things centered? I'd really love to know... it would have me a ton of frustrated yelling at the computer. Thanks!
P.P.S Since it's an AU, you'll get little flashbacks and such to learn what did and didn't happen his first few years of school- not all of it's the same.
N.S.W.
Summary:
Harry never lived at the Dursley's, infact, he has no idea who they are. Taken in by a mean couple, taught to fight and steal, Harry spent ten long years on the street, until one day, he meets an old man with a beard and half-moon glasses telling him that this wasn't the life he was meant for. AU
Disclaimer: If I owned it, I'd be writting book five instead of this.
~~~
"Hey! Stop! Kid!!!" a man yelled, suddenly realising his wallet was missing, and that a scrawny little black haired kid was running away with it. Seven year old Harry Potter ran, and ran, and ran. The man swore, knowing he couldn't catch the kid now... stupid muggle brats. Severus Snape ducked into an alley and apparated, still swearing at his absence of luck.
Harry leaned against a wall in an alley, breathing hard, and took out the wallet and counted the money. 100 dollars in american money (Aria would get it exchanged later), he hadn't been that lucky in a while. He stuffed half in his pocket, and took the other half back to Artemis and Aria.
~~~
Eight Years Later.
~~~
"SHADOW!" Harry turned from Draco toward the road to Hogsmead to see a very angry girl running at him. She looked to be about 19.
"Oh no," Harry whispered, completely ignoring everyone else. She lept at him, tackling him to the ground. He automatically flipped her, and jumped to her feet. "What do you want?" he hissed.
"The same thing I wanted last time, and everytime before that," she replied, throwing a kick.
"Then you're going to get the same answer you got every other time- NO!" Harry growled ducking it.
"I won't, and more importantly can't take no for an answer, Shadow! You know that!" she replied.
"Don't call me that," Harry said coldly, "That's not who I am anymore."
"But it's who you were. You can't run, or hide, from your past! If I can find you, so can they. Think about that for a minute, Shadow," she replied.
Harry clenched his teeth, "This, Wolf, is my life now. What I used to be doesn't matter. My answer is still no, so why don't you just go now and save yourself the trouble of loosing this again!"
"Fine, Shadow. Fine. You win for now. But think about what I said, 'kay kid?" she sighed finally. Harry nodded.
"Good luck," they said at the same time. She turned and left. Harry watched her disappear over the hill, then he turned around and walked the other way, not even hearing the questions hurled at him by Ron and Hermione, or noticing the odd look on Malfoy's face.
"Harry! HARRY!" Hermione and Ron yelled, running after him. He stopped and waited for them to catch up.
"What was that about? Who was that girl?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing... no one... It doesn't matter anymore," Harry said absently.
"Why did she tackled you? How'd you flip her like that?" Ron asked, only to get smacked.
"Because she's Wolf. I flipped her out of instinct," Harry kept walking, lost in thought, "Er, no offense, but I just need to think by myself for a little while." They left and Harry continued to wander around by the lake.
"Was she the reason you alway refuse to fight?" a harsh voice asked behind him.
"That's really none of your business," Harry said evenly.
"I'll decided what's my business, Potter," Malfoy said coldly.
"Well, decide quickly that this is not your business," Harry said, and walked away.
"Don't turn your back on me when I'm talking to you!" Malfoy fumed.
"Too late, Malfoy, I already have," Harry replied, not turned, and still walking. Harry ended up near the front gates. He stared down the lane, looking at the hill that she had disappeared over.
'She was right you know,' a little voice said in the back of his head, 'You can't run from them forever.' Harry sighed, having decided that loosing an arguement with himself would leave his sanity in serious question... not that there were some who questioned it already.
"I can sure as hell try," he said to himself, before going inside. "I can sure as hell try."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well! Now that I've managed to royally confuse all of you, I'm going to stop for now!
P.S. Anyone know how to get the bold and italics and underlines to actually stay... along with all things centered? I'd really love to know... it would have me a ton of frustrated yelling at the computer. Thanks!
P.P.S Since it's an AU, you'll get little flashbacks and such to learn what did and didn't happen his first few years of school- not all of it's the same.
N.S.W.