Future Unfolding
Summary: Harry's figured out about magic at a young age. Watch as his life changes and he sees it all. Not traditional Harry. A.U.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters. J.K. Rowling does and is a much better author than me.
Chapter One Planning
A young boy of about seven years old was walking down the street. His last punishment had lasted about three weeks. It consisted of being locked in the cupboard with limited food when not in school. He had received another one of Dudley's old outfits. Like all the others it was much too large worn and looked horrible on him.
The boy "Harry" as his family called him in a good mood was fed up. Why should they always treat him like dirt? They had plenty of room so he did not need to stay in the cupboard. They were well off with money as well and could easily afford to buy him new clothes.
He had changed the cloths into something rather stylish. A deep blue sweater tight but not overly so. Some very fine dress pants as well. Aunt Petunia had taken and burnt those clothes right away.
Harry sighed. It had been nice to wear nice things for once and not Dudley's castoffs.
He relished the fresh air. He hated this so called family he was forced to live with. Harry knew he was far more intelligent than they were. He had tried pointing this out to them and even outwitted them many times but hey would never accept it. He kept one thing from them. Harry already knew about magic.
Flashback
Four year old Harry Potter was running from his cousin. No that wasn't true he was running from his cousin and his cousins friends Pier and Lance. It happened almost everyday. He would work all day in the garden and when he was done they would set in.
Harry was faster than the bullies and they would very rarely catch him even though he was usually extremely tired from doing all his chores for the day. Today though he was more tire than normal. His Aunt had kept him up till midnight washing the floors which never stayed clean long with Dudley in the house. It didn't help that Aunt Petunia was a complete neat freak. The only part of the house that didn't get constantly cleaned was hi cupboard.
He had hardly been able to get up that morning with the strain on his poor little body.
Suddenly something new happened. All before he could blink he was far away. At least far away in the way a four year old would think of it. In reality he was only about Three miles away.
End Flashback
That day had led to a great change in Harry Potter. Slowly but surely developing his magic he was very well off. The yard and house work that had once so burdened him was simple now. His family usually left him alone for great amounts of time to do his chores. He did a quick spell and left for the library.
He spent almost all his time when not being punished at the library. When at school and picked on the schools library was his sanctuary. Books were a fine way to take in all the information of the world. When his searches went farther than the small library could help him with he went to the internet.
Harry's searches led him to the discovery of other magic. You had to look in the right places of course but if you did the knowledge was endless.
By the age of six Harry knew anything from his origins to the dark arts and wandless magic which Harry needed with no wand of his own.
Harry had skipped to second grade when he first entered Kindergarden. That placed him at fourth grade now. He could have been moved up more but after the reactions of the Dursleys his first grade bump he turned them down. He did ask for more advanced work on the side though.
Harry wanted to be completely prepared for when he left. Yes that was the plan. In a little over twelve hours he would slink out through the night away from the Dursleys forever.
He was going to investigate the Wizarding World. He wanted more access and knowledge of it. Computers were useful of course but they did not have everything. It was mostly Muggleborn's that had access anyway so there was limited Dark Arts and things about old wizarding families. There was an occasional mentioning of course but not enough to quench Harry's deep thirst for it.
He knew that in running away he would not have to be on the streets either. It was not said to what extent but in many a mentioning the Potters were quite rich.
When he was gone maybe he could room in a nice inn until he was sent to Hogwarts. Maybe he'd go to Durmstrang instead from what he'd read that school was much farther ahead.
Just wait. He'd show the world he could do more than just be alive to be famous. He would make himself known his own way not theirs.
Looking at the sun Harry realized it had been four hours. Time to get something to eat and prepare for the escape. Just eight more hours.
A.N.
I'm really nervous about posting this. Does it sound alright? It's kind of short. I've read so much that I had to try. I'll keep going if you like it.
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