Rebirth

Disclaimer: "This is just an idea I was thinking about after playing the Spiderman ultimate game on my computer through a GBA emulator. I saw venom and the moment I saw hi acting like a total psychopath I was sold. Such strength, such grace… I searched on Wikipedia and saw that the suit enhanced the wearer's abilities tenfold. Thus I found it nice enough to use in a story so here I am writing a Harry Potter / Venom Crossover.

Contamination

He looked at the wall of the cupboard and mentally groaned. Why the hell did the order have to mess up his life once again. The threat they had issued against Vernon had only made the Dursley's mad at him and he had been tossed into the cupboard once again. He didn't know what the hell was wrong with him but he felt the pain as he sat in the cramped cupboard. He had never been tall but this was bordering on abuse.

He snorted. If this was abuse then the rest of his life had been full of abuse. The fact that he would have tog et up every day around six to make breakfast for the Dursleys without getting very much to eat himself was a certain part of abuse. The fact that Dudley chased away all the people who could be nice to him also made him friendless. He hated it here and it was all the headmaster's fault. He wondered how long it would take the order to notice that he was never getting outside at all and always seemed to stay indoors.

He briefly wondered if he would be let out and then remembered Vernon's threat. He heard his aunt screech something about dinner and he got out of the dark cupboard, wincing as his eyes needed to adjust to the light difference and at the awful looking Petunia's thin form.

He was shoved to the kitchen to make the dinner for the rest of the family and loathing grew in his eyes as they seemed to glow like arcane emeralds. He looked at his aunt and said: "Can I have some food please Aunt Petunia?"

She sneered at him not unlike a certain potions master and said: "No you can't you evil boy. We are already taking care of you by giving you a place to stay so we get to decide whether you eat food or not." Dudley took that opportunity to hit him with his stick from Smeltings and Harry winced as he felt the pain shoot through his body. He looked at Dudledy with barely concealed contempt in his eyes and then departed and back into the cupboard it was for him.

He could faintly hear himself breathe slower and slower and before he knew it he had gotten in a sleep plagued with nightmares. One was about Sirius disappearing behind the veil. And another came of Cedric dropping dead to the floor and a high pitched laugh accompanied by the ghastly looks of a man wearing a robe in which a pale face was hidden with burning eyes made of the bloodiest crimson. He watched as the duel between him and Lord Voldemort stretched out into the Priori Incantatem and he felt a sickening feeling well up within him. He wanted to see so badly what his nemesis would do after he had freed himself from the shadows but at the time he hadn't taken the time to look back and see the irate Dark lord rage at his troops and commanding them to kill him. He looked at the scenes and he recalled a few Death Eaters trying to shoot spells at him but all missed. The Curruciatus was remembered as a sting in his bones and the pleasant feeling of the Imperius was still within his mind. He raged from within at the injustice always being heaped upon his shoulders. He could sympathize with some people about ill treatment they must have received when they were a child. He had after all lived through the same.

He felt the blood pump through his veins before he was snapped out of his dreamlike state by Petunia who screeched something about a reporter coming to visit today for an interview with them to be written for the Times and that he would need to look his best.

A few hours later the doorbell was rang and Harry went to get it. He saw a pale blond haired man and for a second he thought it was Malfoy coming to get him but then he saw the man's face and he knew that this wasn't a Malfoy due to the look of interest on the man's face. "Hello. Is this the Dursley residence?" the man looked at him and Harry replied: "Yes. The Dursley's live here. Let me take you to my uncle, Vernon. I think you are the reporter sent here to take an interview from us?"

The man nodded and said: "The name is Brock, Eddie Brock. I'm here from the Times to interview a family and describe their normal behaviour to the common folk."

He was irritated but he knew that he didn't have any other choice then work as a reporter for the Times. Since he had been fired and had bonded to the suit he had been working as a freelance but he had recently moved to England to escape the busyness of the city. He had accepted a job as a reporter for the Times and was immediately sent to interview a man who was the manager of a company that specialised in Drills.

The moment the door was opened and a very pale teenager came into view he felt his suit react and he just started at the teenager for a few seconds before saying: "Hello. Is this the Dursley residence?" he looked as the teenager gave an affirmative and he then introduced himself to the young man.

Harry didn't know what to think about the man. He seemed nice so why not give him his name: "My name is Harry Potter and I'm currently living with my uncle." The man just looked at him strangely and then said: "Pleased to meet you Harry. Call me Eddie please."

His eyes brightened momentarily before he winced. His side hurt suddenly and the oversized t-shirt moved away a little bit to show a massive bruise that was inflicted by his uncle manhandling him for making a small mistake. Vernon did have too large fists in Harry's opinion.

He led Eddie to the main living room where the fat pig, the walrus and the giraffe sat assembled, waiting for the reporter. Eddie spoke up first: "Ah, you must be mister Dursley. Pleased to meet you sir. The name is Eddie Brock and I'm the reporter from The Times. I'd like to ask you some questions about your home life and if there are any irregularities in the way you live here."

Vernon had a sick smile on his face which made him edgy. He wasn't hired to make contact with stupid bugs like this man. He felt the Symbiote within want to rend the man apart and feed on the remains to sate its lust. He could feel the Symbiote being drawn to the pale kid as it felt that the hatred and anger it was releasing was good for its survival. Eddie didn't know what to think about his companion's mood. It seemed as if it wanted to posses the body of that kid called Harry. He let it rest for the time being.

The interview went remotely good. When they came to the abnormalities of the street they lived in they pointed immediately towards the pale kid and told him that he was the worst of the worst, an insane criminal who would surely kill them if not restrained.

This worried him a little bit. They didn't seem to care very much for their nephew and he just allowed himself to be called that. Now he didn't care very much for the Dursleys as was apparent in his eyes but he took the comments without reaction to it and threatening their lives like any insane criminal should have done. He had seen his own share of criminals while he still lived in New York and needless to say is that they acted a hell of a lot different then the Potter kid.

He noticed several things about the kid, being the observant reporter like he was. He seemed to shy away from his relatives and generally avoided physical contact. And there was a bruise on his chest and if he had any indication of the one who caused it then it could only come to Vernon and Dudley. He concluded the interview and said: "Thank you for this interview mister and misses Dursley, Dudley and Harry."

With that he began to stand up and he was about to leave but something kept him back… He looked at the Potter kid and saw that a few of the Dursley's pictures weren't showing Harry on them but instead showed a beach ball of a kid. In none of the pictures there was Harry present and he was currently levitating them around him with a stranger glint in his eyes bordering on madness… the same madness that he had been subject to once before he had cursed Spider-man for making him look like a fool.

He felt the Symbiote within his body try and reach out to envelop the kid as if it were attracted by the energy emanating from the kid. It felt a lot like radiation energy, something which he had a lot of experience with.

He looked at the Dursley's and saw that they were sputtering something about freakish acts and that the freaks should be eliminated. Eddie remembered something about the mutants that sometimes interrupted whatever he was doing and got a faint recollection of a mutant with huge blades growing out of his fists before he saw that Vernon had gotten a shotgun and was aiming at Harry with the intent to shoot him.

He didn't know why he did it but he found himself in the path and heard a frightening bang and something piercing straight through his flesh and right through his heart. His last conscious thought was that he had at least protected the kid from grievous harm until he saw that there was a groan right besides him and a lot of blood not coming from his own wound. He felt the Symbiote leave his body knowing that he would die and apparently intent on rescuing the strange boy named Harry Potter.

His eyes closed with a peaceful look on them and Vernon just looked as the man slumped dead to the floor, not even noticing the black thing coming out of the back of his shirt like some blob and letting itself turn into a patch to cover up the wound that Harry had gotten from being shot by the same bullet that had pierced through Eddie and then right through Harry's left lung.

Eddie's body began to melt away as if by magic and Vernon roared something about freaks but Harry didn't care anymore. All that he felt was pain and he could feel something filling up his lungs making it hard to breath. He couched once and a small stream of blood came out of his mouth. He looked at the ceiling and then sighed. This was going to be his end, at the hands of a pathetic man who was afraid of him.

Eddie Brock's last deed had made the Symbiote realise that the compassion of that man who was his previous host had been a good thing and thus it had bonded to the nearest person available which seemed to possess and infinite loathing for the people who had shot his host.

Vernon just looked at the boy who had managed to survive being shot by him and then motioned to finish it but felt the hand of his wife on his shoulder and heard her hiss in his ears: "What if those freaks see the boy's body and then curse us into pigs or something? I won't let our precious diddydums turn into a pig." Vernon grumbled a little bit before picking up the boy and then throwing him into the cupboard.

Harry felt the wall of the cupboard against his back as he saw that the door was being closed by Vernon. He didn't have the will to try and resist it and he just let the man do it and lock him in it. Someone would come and hopefully find him. He felt the emotions flow through him as he raged internally with anger being the dominant emotion.

He felt something near his chest and noticed that a gigantic black thing was on his chest and suddenly engulfed him. He didn't know what was happening and all he saw was black liquid like fabric or something like that covering him. The last thing he saw and felt was black ad his worried going away from him.

Unbeknownst to him he would sleep for three days without being disturbed as the suit began to bond with him, craving sustenance in the form of materials or organic breathing matter. The body of Eddie Brock also materialised within the small cramped cupboard lying against Harry as if shielding him with the wounds still on the body. The suit kept the wound within Harry's chest open and when the police constable's would find him, they would surely make those who hurt its hosts body pay for their crimes. It could not wait to go and devour the fat bodies of them…

A new story. Tell me if it's something that is good or bad about it…

I'm thinking of making this just a story where Harry is Dark and fights for one side other then the Dark Side. He'll still hate Dumbledore but he won't be as aggressive as he is in most of my stories…

Anyhow I hope to see some good reviews for this one…