I'm Harry bloody potter. What in the name of Loki happened?!

So, I'm Harry Potter. Upside I basically know the future and can mess around with everyone. On the downside, I'm Harry Potter. The main character that gets all the luck, good and bad. I should change that, I don't want luck I want skill. I also really need a place I could think and not have to worry about asshats.

I don't know when I am, so that's a problem. I should probably get out of the Dursley's as soon as possible though. It's still dark out…

Oh wait, there's a light.

After turning the light on I try, and succeed, in finding glasses. Now for the internal debate on using magic so I can get to a safer place. At first my plan was to break out and run. Then I realized magic can teleport me. I could apparate to right in front of Gringotts. I wasn't sure if it would work though, it might be a bad idea to try, but then again, my mind doesn't exactly follow the rules of anything. With real magic, I could extend that to all of me… No, I'll give it a while. I need skill not luck.

So, in the end I chose to open the cupboard and walk out of the house.

Simple, but not as easy as it sounds.

I made the thin blanket into a sack for anything I found useful before leaving, like a knife, food, and the luck of finding money.

I do not regret welcoming money luck.

Upon leaving the house, making sure to turn off all lights and silently close all doors not opened already, I realized it was warm.

What would I have done if it was winter? Died. I would have died.

I hate the cold when I'm in cities. So, I walked around for a while and made sure I wasn't walking in circles on the way. I had a big problem with this plan, I don't know the surroundings, and I'm a young boy. At night. With a rucksack.

Dear Zeus I look like a runaway… Hermes please protect this traveler.

With this world, I wouldn't be surprised if that worked. As I walked I let my mind wander, well, everywhere. Whatever caused me to wake up like this would have to be powerful, right? As far as I know this is probably a whole other universe, maybe. I might have to go and look up my family later to make sure, or something. It might not be a good thing with the possibility of them existing even if it was another universe. Then I started thinking on what if there was a me here and it started to give me a little headache. The idea of two me's was a terrifying, but intriguing, notion.

Of course, there was also the thought of if I really did die. That would make as much sense as any, along with providing less resistance in the transfer of my soul to another body. I had no idea if I'd see my friends or family again, probably not. If I had ticked someone off to get here, then no one else would have followed. No, that would have been nice. If I'm here to help… I suppose someone else coming along would help, but I'm a lone wolf in these situations. As much as I would love company I'd choose to go alone if I had a choice. Plus, I think that would take more power out of whatever sent me here.

I wish I knew more about this type of stuff.

I'm a firm believer in other powers, spiritual energies, and the metaphysical. I just don't know as much as I should. If I knew more it would help my situation...

By this time the sun came up and I had found a main road, complete with bus stops. I walked along for another ten minutes before stopping and, upon looking at the bus route that was posted at the stop, began waiting for a bus. Very grateful I took the money, but regretting something very badly… I don't know how British money works. Here's to hoping I can figure it out and not overspend, or something.

The bus came, I got on, there were some weird looks considering my appearance but the bus driver didn't say anything. I realized that by this time either the cops were called or the Dursley's just, did whatever. I actually didn't care, I was more worried about a wizard finding me. Though the second I walk into the leaky cauldron I'll be surrounded. As I waited for the stop I would get off at I did what I could to adjust my hair and hide the scar. I was now thoroughly disappointed in myself for not grabbing a hat. Of course, my mind never stopped spinning.

I came to the conclusion if I wanted to figure out what happened there's a chance I'd find it in the books the wizarding world has. I was also debating changing Harry's name, just to throw people off.

Wait. What happened to Harry's soul?

I woke up as a kid, not an infant. If I had been reborn as a baby Harry things would be different.

Like yelling at Lily and James that Peter is not to be trusted.

Actually, it's a good thing I'm not in that situation. Despite how much more sense it would make. On the subject of Harry's soul, I figured there was a chance he was still there. So, I looked into my mindscape.

Was that connected to my soul though? I don't even know…

By focusing on my mind, I realized, one, I was completely alone in this body, and two… I was COMPLETELY alone in this body. Now my skills of being aware of myself could be wrong, and I wouldn't be surprised if they were. But, shouldn't I feel something? Like even if Harry's soul was gone, what about Voldemort? I mean, horcrux… I'm probably off.

I hope I'm not though… Saves me a headache.

"Excuse me." Came a voice to my left. Startled I turned and blinked at the kind looking lady. "Where are your parents young man?"

I shrugged, "They're dead." I stated bluntly, hoping it would be enough of an explanation for, pretty much everything, and considering who I woke up as, I didn't lie.

She didn't go away though, "Then where are your guardians? Someone as young as you shouldn't be out alo-"

The lady was nice and caring, I wasn't. "First of all, appearances can be deceiving. I might be a poor adult midget. Second of all, the only 'guardians' I've ever had don't give two hoots about me and probably wanted me dead my whole stay there." I took some food out of my sack and started eating it.

Wait a minute… I wonder if Harry died of starvation or something. That would make a lot of certain things easier since his soul wouldn't fight mine if it's not there…

The woman blinked but didn't try to speak to me anymore.

I think I need to get off.

At the next stop, I got off the bus and looked around at the buildings. Something was really bugging me… I got to the Leaky Cauldron and stood outside for a bit. The place did manage to look as described.

HOW DID I EVEN MANAGE TO GET HERE?!

I mean, I'm glad I did, but… I don't even know this country. How did I use memories from a book to find a tavern? A book I'm not that good at recalling things from. Not only that but… I'm Harry bloody Potter. Shouldn't someone have noticed something by now? I haven't been confronted by a single wizard. That old lady was the only person to notice my presence as weird. The bus driver took it in stride, maybe used to stuff like that.

Okay, I get why non-magicals don't care. I'm just a homeless kid and all that. But, there aren't alarms or something on me or the Dursley's house? That's what it seems like… that would be wonderful actually.

I figure I could get answers from Gringotts. Or some answers. Like if I still register as Harry. As Long as I can manage to get there without being recognized. Well, I'm Away from the Dursley's now and I believe the saying out of the frying pan and into the fire can apply. At least in my opinion, I'll need vigilance.

Keeping my head low I walked into the inn. I surveyed the area and the people around, I had only a vague idea of what I was doing and I didn't want to draw attention. Not many people were present so I made my way to the back and to the brick wall that lead to the alley. Not that hard to find this part. Next was getting to into Diagon Alley, but to my luck…

And exasperation because I like puzzles.

Someone was heading into the alley. Smiling a little to myself I slipped through behind the person, who was continuing to walk without looking back. I'm regretting not having a hat again. It may have been early morning but there were still people around and one was bound to notice me.

Or maybe I'm just being paranoid.

Now that I made it into Diagon Alley though. Well, I just realized I have no idea what I would have done if this was a non-magical AU or something…

I'll just thank Hecate for that. (I wish I knew more deities I'll probably go searching later)

Glad to have made it this far I began my trek to the bank.