A/N I am making it so that Harry was in the forest for 4 years. So he has
missed 1st year. Hermione and Ron are in 2nd year and are friends.
Chapter 2
They ran as fast as they could through the under growth. They didn't know what it was that they were running from but they knew that they had to get as far away as possible from it.
Harry saw a castle in front of them and told Lightning to go faster. As they left the undercover of the forest, that had been their home for the last 3 years, what ever had been following them stopped its chase and went off to find something easier to catch.
They looked up at the castle that towered over them. Harry had always insisted that they stay away from the castle. His relatives had been the only people he had ever met. His Aunt and Uncle had refused to waste money on him going to school when all they thought he was good for was cleaning out the stables.
But this time, curiosity got the better of him.
They slowed to a walk and quietly approached the castle. At the entrance Harry slid of Lightning's back into the ground. "You stay here while I look around." He told the horse. He then nimbly ran up the stairs not making a sound and disappeared through the door.
After an hour of wandering around the huge castle lots of people started to come out into the hall ways. He hid in a small room off the side of the corridor and waited for them all to leave.
An hour later he deemed it safe to emerge and continued to wander around the hall. Now that his curiosity was satisfied he started to do something more useful. Find food.
Every time that people came out of the rooms around him he would hide and wait for it to pass. But around midday he wasn't so lucky.
He had been trying to stay as far away as possible from the portraits that seemed to be moving. He had dismissed this as a new piece of technology that had come out these last few years, but it still made him feel uncomfortable with them watching him.
He was so caught up in watching the portraits that he totally missed a really grumpy looking man, who walked up behind him and grabbed his arm. "What do you think your doing?" he snapped turning Harry around to face him. Harry immediately started to struggle against the man desperate to get away.
"Oh no you don't we're going to the headmaster, he can sort you out." The man started to drag the boy down the hallways till they got to the large entrance hall that he had come into. He was pulled into another large room to the side.
Inside were more people then he had ever seen in his life. Most seemed to be around his age but there were also a group of adults sitting at a table higher up and at the very back of the hall. Everyone was eating and that just made Harry feel hungrier then he already was, he hadn't eaten in two weeks after all.
"Professor Dumbledore." The man called causing everyone to stop eating and look at them. "I found this boy wandering around in the dungeons. But I've never seen him before." The man at in the middle of the top table stood and walked towards them. He came up to them and knelt down in front of Harry who was small for his age. The man looked at him in the eyes as if trying to read his soul.
"Do you have a name, young man?" Dumbledore asked. "Yes." Harry replied shortly not wanting to talk to the man. "Are you going to tell me what it is?" He asked patently. "No." "Ok, where are your parents?" "Dead." The man seemed a bit taken aback by his abrupt manner but continued. "Well then where are you guardians?" Harry had had enough now. "Look none of this is any of your business." Harry snapped.
Everyone in the room shared open-mouthed at him, he guessed that no-one was ever rude to this old man but he didn't care. He used this time to twist out of the mans grasp and pull out the kitchen knife that he had stolen from his aunt. He stabbed the knife into the arm of the man who had caught him and ran for the door.
"STOP!" someone yelled behind him. Harry stopped and slowly turned around. The rest of the adults had run over and were now all pointing sticks at.him. This was too much for Harry and he burst out laughing. Everyone stared at him as if he were completely bonkers.
"Is that it?" he asked when he had controlled his laughter. "Sticks? Oh I'm so scared." Harry turned around again and walled out the door just as young boy ran through the door knocking him over.
"Professor Dumbledore, sir. The horse has gone completely bezerk. It keeps trying to enter the castle, we can't calm it down!" the boy exclaimed. The old man walked over and put a hand on the boys shoulder, "Ok Mr Weasley lets go see what we can do to calm the pore creature." The two left and the rest of the school stood up and followed.
While he was on the floor the teachers had taken the chance to disarm Harry and a tall man with black, greasy looking hair had grabbed his arms. When all the students had left the hall the greasy man lead him outside as well to see what was going on.
Outside the old man was trying to approach Lightning without getting stomped on. Only Harry knew that no man or woman other then himself would have any chance of getting close to the wild horse and so let Lightning deal with it himself.
After have a few near misses the old man brought his 'stick' out again and pointed it at the horse. Harry rolled his, 'As if he's going to be scared of a stick' the thought sarcastically.
But he soon found out how wrong he was.
The man said some strange words that he couldn't make out and a bridle, saddle, and leading rope appeared on the horse.
Lightning, being wild and remembering Vernon Dursley's treatment of him went mad. Bunking around trying to get the saddle off. The tall man that Harry had seen in the forest came up and caught the rope that was now attached to the horses head and tried to still the animal.
"Hey what do you think your doing?" Harry yelled. The man holding him lost his grip at the sudden sound from the boy and Harry took the chance to run to his long time friend.
Everyone watched as he ran up to the man and kicked him as hard as possible making the man let go of the rope. Harry went straight to Lightning and removed the saddle and bridle. The horse gave Harry the closest thing to a hug it could do by wrapping his head around Harry's.
Harry then turned to the old man, Dumbledore, "I can see that you are all rather dim as it is!" Most of them cried out in protest to his words, "But anyone should know that you can't just put a saddle on a wild horse. Unless you have a death wish." He snapped at them all.
"Is this your animal?" Dumbledore queried. "What is with you and asking questions? Is that the only type of sentence you can form?" Harry snapped back. The strict looking woman who was standing nearby looked mortified, "Where are your manners young man. You should have more respect for your elders."
"Look lady, you don't know a thing about me so don't you dare think you can tell me how to live my life." He said. He patted Lightning on the neck signalling for him to kneel so he could get on. When he was sure that Harry was on Lightning stood and turned towards the forest.
"What do you think you are going? Come back here this instant." The woman said. Harry signalled for the horse to turn and looked coldly back at the woman.
"I am going home where I don't have to put up with all you disgusting creatures, and I will not come back because it will mean that I have to come near you again, which is the last thing I want to do. For the last 4 years I have managed to stay away from the human race and if I had in my way humans would be wiped from the Earth, you are heart-less, mind-less creatures with no emotions and all you are good for is destroying the beautiful world around you. I had it my way I would never have seen another human till the day I die." Harry ranted on needing to get rid of the feelings that he had kept locked up inside him his whole life.
He then turned around and they galloped back into the forest. Getting as much distance as possible between him and the school.
Chapter 2
They ran as fast as they could through the under growth. They didn't know what it was that they were running from but they knew that they had to get as far away as possible from it.
Harry saw a castle in front of them and told Lightning to go faster. As they left the undercover of the forest, that had been their home for the last 3 years, what ever had been following them stopped its chase and went off to find something easier to catch.
They looked up at the castle that towered over them. Harry had always insisted that they stay away from the castle. His relatives had been the only people he had ever met. His Aunt and Uncle had refused to waste money on him going to school when all they thought he was good for was cleaning out the stables.
But this time, curiosity got the better of him.
They slowed to a walk and quietly approached the castle. At the entrance Harry slid of Lightning's back into the ground. "You stay here while I look around." He told the horse. He then nimbly ran up the stairs not making a sound and disappeared through the door.
After an hour of wandering around the huge castle lots of people started to come out into the hall ways. He hid in a small room off the side of the corridor and waited for them all to leave.
An hour later he deemed it safe to emerge and continued to wander around the hall. Now that his curiosity was satisfied he started to do something more useful. Find food.
Every time that people came out of the rooms around him he would hide and wait for it to pass. But around midday he wasn't so lucky.
He had been trying to stay as far away as possible from the portraits that seemed to be moving. He had dismissed this as a new piece of technology that had come out these last few years, but it still made him feel uncomfortable with them watching him.
He was so caught up in watching the portraits that he totally missed a really grumpy looking man, who walked up behind him and grabbed his arm. "What do you think your doing?" he snapped turning Harry around to face him. Harry immediately started to struggle against the man desperate to get away.
"Oh no you don't we're going to the headmaster, he can sort you out." The man started to drag the boy down the hallways till they got to the large entrance hall that he had come into. He was pulled into another large room to the side.
Inside were more people then he had ever seen in his life. Most seemed to be around his age but there were also a group of adults sitting at a table higher up and at the very back of the hall. Everyone was eating and that just made Harry feel hungrier then he already was, he hadn't eaten in two weeks after all.
"Professor Dumbledore." The man called causing everyone to stop eating and look at them. "I found this boy wandering around in the dungeons. But I've never seen him before." The man at in the middle of the top table stood and walked towards them. He came up to them and knelt down in front of Harry who was small for his age. The man looked at him in the eyes as if trying to read his soul.
"Do you have a name, young man?" Dumbledore asked. "Yes." Harry replied shortly not wanting to talk to the man. "Are you going to tell me what it is?" He asked patently. "No." "Ok, where are your parents?" "Dead." The man seemed a bit taken aback by his abrupt manner but continued. "Well then where are you guardians?" Harry had had enough now. "Look none of this is any of your business." Harry snapped.
Everyone in the room shared open-mouthed at him, he guessed that no-one was ever rude to this old man but he didn't care. He used this time to twist out of the mans grasp and pull out the kitchen knife that he had stolen from his aunt. He stabbed the knife into the arm of the man who had caught him and ran for the door.
"STOP!" someone yelled behind him. Harry stopped and slowly turned around. The rest of the adults had run over and were now all pointing sticks at.him. This was too much for Harry and he burst out laughing. Everyone stared at him as if he were completely bonkers.
"Is that it?" he asked when he had controlled his laughter. "Sticks? Oh I'm so scared." Harry turned around again and walled out the door just as young boy ran through the door knocking him over.
"Professor Dumbledore, sir. The horse has gone completely bezerk. It keeps trying to enter the castle, we can't calm it down!" the boy exclaimed. The old man walked over and put a hand on the boys shoulder, "Ok Mr Weasley lets go see what we can do to calm the pore creature." The two left and the rest of the school stood up and followed.
While he was on the floor the teachers had taken the chance to disarm Harry and a tall man with black, greasy looking hair had grabbed his arms. When all the students had left the hall the greasy man lead him outside as well to see what was going on.
Outside the old man was trying to approach Lightning without getting stomped on. Only Harry knew that no man or woman other then himself would have any chance of getting close to the wild horse and so let Lightning deal with it himself.
After have a few near misses the old man brought his 'stick' out again and pointed it at the horse. Harry rolled his, 'As if he's going to be scared of a stick' the thought sarcastically.
But he soon found out how wrong he was.
The man said some strange words that he couldn't make out and a bridle, saddle, and leading rope appeared on the horse.
Lightning, being wild and remembering Vernon Dursley's treatment of him went mad. Bunking around trying to get the saddle off. The tall man that Harry had seen in the forest came up and caught the rope that was now attached to the horses head and tried to still the animal.
"Hey what do you think your doing?" Harry yelled. The man holding him lost his grip at the sudden sound from the boy and Harry took the chance to run to his long time friend.
Everyone watched as he ran up to the man and kicked him as hard as possible making the man let go of the rope. Harry went straight to Lightning and removed the saddle and bridle. The horse gave Harry the closest thing to a hug it could do by wrapping his head around Harry's.
Harry then turned to the old man, Dumbledore, "I can see that you are all rather dim as it is!" Most of them cried out in protest to his words, "But anyone should know that you can't just put a saddle on a wild horse. Unless you have a death wish." He snapped at them all.
"Is this your animal?" Dumbledore queried. "What is with you and asking questions? Is that the only type of sentence you can form?" Harry snapped back. The strict looking woman who was standing nearby looked mortified, "Where are your manners young man. You should have more respect for your elders."
"Look lady, you don't know a thing about me so don't you dare think you can tell me how to live my life." He said. He patted Lightning on the neck signalling for him to kneel so he could get on. When he was sure that Harry was on Lightning stood and turned towards the forest.
"What do you think you are going? Come back here this instant." The woman said. Harry signalled for the horse to turn and looked coldly back at the woman.
"I am going home where I don't have to put up with all you disgusting creatures, and I will not come back because it will mean that I have to come near you again, which is the last thing I want to do. For the last 4 years I have managed to stay away from the human race and if I had in my way humans would be wiped from the Earth, you are heart-less, mind-less creatures with no emotions and all you are good for is destroying the beautiful world around you. I had it my way I would never have seen another human till the day I die." Harry ranted on needing to get rid of the feelings that he had kept locked up inside him his whole life.
He then turned around and they galloped back into the forest. Getting as much distance as possible between him and the school.