Inspired by Jenna Moreci and her awesome Youtube channel. She had a video that included a section about Self starters. I realized there was so few if any Harry Self Starters so I had to make one.

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A single traumatic event can remake you. I changed as a person this way.

"Where am I?" Harry asked, groggy and sore. His everything ached, but especially his face and chest. Shaking he turned over and memories flew through his mind, only they were dull and cloudy. "Someone jumped me... " He looked around and saw that he was in the park, alone and it was near dark. "They mugged me... They asked me for money but I had nothing so they beat me bloody..." Groaning and standing, he hurt like never before. His ribs screamed, his face ached, his spine twinged. He felt terrible...and yet despite that he felt one thought more than pain. Anger, and not even towards his assailant. He felt a massive rage, bordering on madness, all towards Albus Dumbledore! "Dumbledore said I was safe with the Dursleys... so much for that." He wanted to scream, he could have died, by a muggle of all things... and it would have been Dumbledore's fault for forcing him back in the hell that was the Dursley's house.

Laying back down. his brain ran through... well a million things he had thought before but never allowed himself to really embrace. The beating, something that could have easily been fatal... it shifted something inside of him, making him open up to those darker thoughts.

'What was the point of being with the Durselys? How safe could I be if a muggle attacked me? Can I really trust Dumbledore if he was wrong about this... he said I was safe... but to be honest, was I ever safe? People, Wizards found me a lot as a kid... and Hogwarts had break-ins every year. Peter Pettigrew spent decades at Hogwarts and no one knew. Voldemort broke in twice! Sirius broke in despite the Dementors and a bunch of other precautions... No... I... I can't trust him.

I need to be better. I need to be more prepared. One of these days, it will be Voldemort that will beat me like this, will kill me... or one of his followers, like Malfoy. I can't wait for things to come anymore... I never should have. I am a sitting duck wasting my time like this... I need to be better. I need to make myself safer, more protected. I can't trust Dumbledore to save me, he never had before. Why I ever saw him as a savior, I can't really understand...

I've been so lazy... and not just about Voldemort and my safety. I took the easy classes, I never bothered to think about my future. I almost lost my future today, I could have died when that muggle attacked me... or starved cause of the Dursleys! I... I need to start thinking about me. I've fought for Hogwarts, my friends... but who fights for me? I think it is time I fight for me... No... I need to change myself. I need to be more, be better. I need to stop being a follower, what has it gotten me? Hogwart betrayed me in my second year. Dumbledore keeps sending me back here knowing everything...so who cares what he thinks. What any of them think! Damn it, I want to live!'

Standing, Harry felt a weight shift off of his soul, like lead melting off of him. He felt freer, wiser and despite the pain... freer. He felt like for the first time in his life, he saw the world as it really was. He saw himself as he really was. His eyes felt sharper, his heart stronger. A smile crossed his face and he actually felt like thanking the muggle who attacked him. He, literally, had sense beaten into him.

Turning on heel, he marched back to the Dursley's home, ready to remake himself and start fighting for himself.

Starting with the Dursleys!

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"BOY YOU ARE... " Vernon started at Harry as he walked into the Dursley's home. "What happened to your face?"

Harry stopped, turning to face his abusive uncle. "I was mugged.., don't worry, not that you would I know..." A dark thought crossed his mind, a very Slytherin thought. :I will be going to Diagon Alley, where the magical community shops tomorrow. No chores for me."

Vernon turned red, huffing and puffing and swelling. " There will be no mentioning of that freakish-"

"Oh shut your hole." Harry barked out, the man froze. "Sirius Black, my Godfather if you forgot, will not be happy if he finds you've been forcing me to be your slave. I am done with that. I will do what I please, as I please. No starving me since Dudley is too fat. No forcing me into a million chores. I nearly died today, you and your threats mean nothing. Get over yourself before I make you, magically. It will be worth the expulsion!"

Done, Harry stomped up the stairs and into his room. There, he slammed his door and pulled out his books from first year. Odd, but Harry craved the knowledge. As he had walked to the Dursley's, he realized how... many mistakes he made over the last few years. Being lazy was one such mistake, choosing the easy classes and not trying hard. He wanted to restart, to turn this summer into one of development and self-growth and damn it he would!

So this is where he would start... and tomorrow, he would go to Diagon Alley and get more books. Hermione had become so advanced with books, so why couldn't he?

It would be a start and that was more than he ever had...

Books on Voldemort, himself and Defensive magic... and maybe potions so he could finally stick it to Snape!

Yeah... that would be a great start...

Watch out world, a new Harry Potter was here and he was here to stay. And to think, it all came about from nearly being killed by a muggle...

Chapter end, tell me what you think in the reviews.

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Love, your Ninja Overlord,

Mika.