What if, after Harry Potter's Fight with the Basilisk , the Venom and Phoenix tears purged his Body of Many Potions he had been forced to ingest over the Years. Potions of Loyalty, Intelligence Suppression, Magic Suppression, and Anger Suppression. Potions to make him mold-able and controllable, to keep him on the Path to Light and Willing to Stay with the Dursley's and eventually Sacrifice Himself for a World that could not give a Damn? Well, this is that Story...
I came up with this after a discussion about Potions, Drugs and How Much Harry Changed after he started Hogwarts... and how little Self preservation he has. Most Abused Children have a massive amount of Self Preservation, they have to when they are the only ones looking out for them...
Controlling, but Good Intentions Dumbledore... Independent Harry Potter, Self Serving... Intelligent Harry Potter who want's Nothing More then to Leave the Wizarding World...
I want ideas thrown at Me, as even if I do not write this I can place the ideas on my Inspirations Page.
Love, your Ninja Overlord,
Mika.
PS, I put up mostly Ideas Stories just to showcase them before placing then in my Inspirations page... I rarely intend to finish them... Please get over this and stop spamming me with insults.
As He Sat in his bed at the Dursley's ... Harry Potter Felt... Strange,... As if he was getting over a Headcold the effects of a lot of Pain Killers. His head was Super Clear, yet it had a slight fogginess...
This weird feeling had Started ever Since he started to get Sick after the Whole Chamber of Secrets incident. The Moment he had returned to his Room, his skin Started to Feel hot and his Stomach Turned. Within Minutes, he was throwing everything he had eaten over the course of the Last Month into a Toilet... Why most of it was a thick Grey Gunk he was unsure... but that may have been due to passing out quickly afterwards and getting a fever that lasted until he awoke.
After that point, Things Started to Get... Weird...
Harry Felt different and not just due to his clear Head. Whenever he did anything or looked at certain people, he felt emotions that never used to be there. For example, Harry had wanted to stun Ron after he Started to Gorge his Stomach and Tell everyone that he played a huge part in the rescue of Ginny... Harry wanted to Scream that the boy had been more in the Way then anything, just as he had been the year before...
His Anger was not as it used to be, no longer the Explosive rage it used to be, instead it was a Frigid fury that filled him... He felt very calm despite his anger, something he had never experienced... Images of every nasty things Ron had said towards Hermione, he Predijuce and General Stupidity... his laziness and willingness to insult people... all of this flooded his brain and made him realize that he really did not want to be within Ten Feet of the boy.
This same effect had happened when he looked at Hagrid, McGongall, Snape and Dumbledore... However in this case, the anger was at least a thousand times greater. These... Idiots had allowed So much stupidity to happen this year, did nothing to stop the abusive students as they insulted him nor did they make an attempt to protect the Castle this or last year... after all three First Years, two Lazy ones, managed to get Past Defenses meant to stop Voldemort...
They were all abusive or Enablers... or both and Harry Wondered why he liked or obeyed any of them... What had they done to Earn Loyalty...?
It was at that thought that Harry wondered,... what was wrong with him? His Choices over the last two years made no sense and he would have never done something like that before hand. He had, over the Years, developed a very self Serving and Anti Social personality during his time with the Durselys. The Problems of others never really meant anything to him... he stuck to himself and cared little for others... When had that changed?
Looking back, Harry Realized that the changes really started after getting that Stale tasting Cake Mrs. Figgs had given him,... all of his memories were... Fuzzy after that part, he was broody and whiny at that point. He lost a lot of his old sarcasm and Boldness, becoming... Kind of ignorant and lazy. He had loved to learn before and even if he was not permitted to do better then Dudley, he refused to be a Moron like said Pig.
More then that, Harry had always been exceptionally bright, learning had been easy for him, he was never impulsive and his memory was damn near perfect... So what had changed...
"There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death."
Harry Shot up in his Bed as Snape's Beginning Speech echoed in his thoughts. Is that what happened to Him? Was he bewitched... that actually would explain a lot to be honest. There were human Drugs that could basically turn someone into a Zombie, make them obscenely angry or any variety of things. If Potions could regrow Bones, Something long thought impossible, and change him into Goyle despite the Mass Difference... then that would be more then possible.
Still, Harry had to Wonder... Who Potioned him? He did not need to ask why, that was Obvious. Someone wanted him Weak and Moldable, someone wanted him Loyal to those whom really did not deserve it, Such as Dumbeldore and McGongall...
Magic Began to explode off of Harry as it really began to kick in... this.. .this was no better then Rape.
Quickly regaining control over himself, Harry Made his Decision... he would find out who did this and Out them,... or he would Leave the Wizarding World entirely. Last Year had taught him just how much everyone was a fair Weather Friend. He was basically One his own... No different then the rest of his life...
There was a little Snag however... He had no idea what resources were available to him.
Sighing, Harry Held His Forehead in annoyance. " That is just one more thing I have to deal with..."
Reaching into his Trunk, Harry Pulled out his Books and began to Read. He had all of his School Books for the First Two Years, so this should give him at least something... Perhaps he could get Dobby to take him to Diagon Alley for More Books Later... yes, that would do.
It was time he took his life back from whomever stole it from him... and to that end... he would do anything.
Chapter End... If I get at least Seven Reviews Every Chapter I will make sure to update this.
Love, your Overlord,
Mika.
