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Disclaimer – Nope, still don't own this. If you think I do, you need even more help than I do.

A/N: This is going to be slightly AU. Most noticeably, the Dursleys. Thanks to my beta Tobias for keeping me straight.

Chapter 1

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Six year old Harry Potter sat on the floor next to the couch while his cousin Dudley was flicking through the channels, trying to find something to watch on the telly. He had been told that as long as he didn't say a word, he could watch with his cousin.

The TV stopped suddenly, on an old movie with people fighting each other. Occasionally they would stop fighting and talk to each other, but their mouths kept moving even after they were done talking. Dudley was laughing at this and kept it on the channel.

Harry didn't care about this though; he was watching the people fight. They kept kicking and punching at each other but never getting hit. Even if they did, it looked like it didn't hurt them. He sat there very quietly and watched the movie with Dudley, trying to figure out how the people were able to fight like that.

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Later on that evening, Dudley wandered outside to find Harry punching at the air.

"Whatcha doing Harry?" he asked, looking at him curiously.

Harry stopped, and turned towards his cousin. "I'm trying to do what those guys on the telly were doing today. You know, the fighting each other but not getting hurt? It looked interesting."

Dudley laughed. "You can't do that. Daddy says you're too small and thin to be any good at anything."

Harry shook his head. "But one of those guys on the show was thin too. I'm trying to do what he was."

"Really? I don't believe it. You're crazy Harry." Dudley laughed at him again, and walked inside.

Harry could hear the telly come on again and the channels changing. He shrugged and went back to trying to mimic what he had seen earlier.

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The next day found Harry sitting next to the couch again, waiting for his cousin to find something to watch. Dudley didn't seem to be able to find what he wanted and kept going through the channels.

He finally gave up and threw the remote onto the coffee table. Glaring at Harry, he got up. "Don't touch the remote. I'll be back. I need to ask Daddy for something."

Harry sat there, very quiet, waiting on Dudley to get back. He could hear Uncle Vernon talking to Dudley about something, and then they both came back into the room.

Harry swallowed, wondering if he had done something wrong, but his Uncle just ignored him and went to where all the movie tapes were.

He smiled and pulled out a tape, handing it to Dudley. "That's my boy. Already wants to know about fighting and at such a young age. You're going to grow up big and strong my boy, not scrawny and skinny." With this, he glared at Harry for a moment before chuckling to himself. He patted Dudley on the head and walked off.

Dudley smiled and put the movie in the TV. He sat back as the movie started. Harry couldn't help the small gasp of surprise as the movie came on. It was another one like the show had been yesterday.

Neither boy heard the conversation in the next room between Harry's Aunt and Uncle, or when the front door opened and closed and his Uncle leave and come back later. They were too caught up in the movie.

When it ended, Dudley wandered off again, with another "Don't touch my remote." comment to Harry. He came back with several more tapes and put the next one in. "More of those movies." Dudley made as an offhand comment to Harry. "Daddy went and got them for me while I was watching the first one.

The two boys watched two more movies that afternoon, neither saying a single word to the other.

That evening found both boys outside, practicing what they had seen in the movies.

"I liked those ones that were really big and strong and could punch through walls and stuff." Dudley looked at his cousin. "If they hit a person like that, they could punch through them too."

"Yeah, but the other ones were fast enough that even if the big guys tried to punch them, they could move out of the way. And they could do lots of stuff like throwing people around when they punched at them." Harry countered.

"I still like the big guys more though. They looked like people you don't want to fight. The other guy didn't look tough at all and had to prove it." Dudley peered at his cousin. "Kinda like you. Let's see if you're fast like your guy from the movie." With that and a laugh, Dudley jumped at Harry.

Dudley tackled him and tried to punch him in the stomach, but Harry managed to get his arm in the way and rolled Dudley off him.

"No fair, you didn't give me a chance to get ready." Harry held his arm, a bruise already starting to form where Dudley had hit it.

"Alright, here's your warning then. I'm gonna do it again!" Dudley jumped at Harry again, but Harry dodged to the left and pushed him with his unhurt arm. Dudley lost his balance and fell onto the ground.

Dudley sat up and looked at Harry. "Hey, not bad. But I'm going to get you this time."

Dudley stood up and threw another punch at Harry. Both boys play fought each other for another hour before Petunia called them inside. Harry and Dudley went inside, both bruised and battered. Harry more than his cousin, but Dudley had taken a few good hits as well.

Once they were inside, she made a big fuss over Dudley, exclaiming at how he shouldn't have gotten himself hurt. She ignored Harry, treating Dudley.

"Mum, can you make sure Harry is ok too?" Petunia stopped and looked at Dudley strangely, then glared at Harry. Dudley laughed. "No mum, I need my fightin' partner able to fight again. If he can't move around like he was tonight, it's not as much fun."

At this, Petunia sighed slightly and dressed Harry's bruises and scrapes as well.

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The boys spent the next week of their summer watching movies and cartoons with fighting in them, and then practicing those moves on each other that evening. By then, they had watched all the movies that Vernon could find and were still wanting more.

"Hey Dudley, I've got an idea." Harry said while Dudley was again flicking through the channels, looking for a fighting movie for them.

Dudley turned to Harry. "Oh, and what's that?"

"You think the library would have anything on how to do punches and kicks and stuff? Maybe we could get a book from there and try to learn those."

"Hey, maybe… Lemme go ask Daddy if we can go." With that, Dudley got off the couch and started to walk out of the room. He turned and looked at Harry.

"I know, I know. Don't touch your remote." Harry sighed.

"No, I was going to tell you to keep looking for a fighting movie, dummy." Dudley laughed at the shocked look on Harry's face and went to find his dad.

Not willing to give up this opportunity, Harry grabbed the remote and started quickly flicking through the channels, looking for a new movie for them.

He heard Dudley and his uncle arguing a moment later.

"What would you want to go to the library for Dudders? There's no need for you to go there."

"But Daddy, Harry had a good idea. We need to go to the library…"

Dudley was cut off by his father. "Harry! The boy had a good idea? What sort of stupid things is that kid putting into your head?" Harry could almost imagine his uncle's face turning red.

"Fighting books Daddy. Harry said maybe the library had books on fighting that I could learn out of. Since we can't find any new movies to watch with fighting in them."

"Fighting books huh? Well, today only. If you don't find any books, then you're not going back." Vernon stomped into the room, seeing Harry with the remote in his hand.

"BOY! You are not supposed to be using the remote! I was going to let both of you go to the library to look for those books, but instead, I think you'll be spending time in your cupboard." Uncle Vernon's face was turning red again, and Harry could see his hands making a fist and then stopping.

"But Uncle Vernon, Dudley told me to. He wanted me to keep looking for fighting movies while he talked to you." Harry quickly stammered, trying to get his Uncle to not punish him.

"Oh, doing something for Dudley. Alright, it's ok this time. But next time, you are still not to use the remote. You will do it from the television, is that understood?" Harry could see his Uncle starting to calm down.

He nodded. "Yes sir. Does that mean we still both get to go to the library to look for the books?"

"Yes. Now get out there and get into the car. And Harry," Harry turned to his uncle, "if you or Dudley don't find a book like you're looking for, you'll still be punished for putting stupid ideas in Dudley's head. Am I understood?"

"Yes sir." Harry quickly nodded and ran out the front door and got into the backseat, apologizing to his aunt for startling her.