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Hey Guys Phoenix here with a new chapter! As usual explanations at the bottom.

AN : Hey Guys I had hit a writer's block though really not in a traditional way I had well for the lack of subtlety really thought too much about my story during the exams (of my previous grade. Yeah I passed, go figure) and all I did was think and I thought every spare moment I did have and so I realized that the original plot I had decided upon (will not be revealed due to...spoilers) had crashed I read so much and though of so much I had made an entire History of the Magical world in my mind and I realized, Oh Shit what will I do I was not able o decide which way I wanted to go did I want to go and grab the Feudal System for large countries ? Do I want to enter my elaborate History of the Magical World ? Do I want to hand out titles ? and all of this really made me rip my previous plot and make everything up from the ground again Its the same title but at the same time my original plot has changed to evolve into something new so sorry for the long AN let's get on with the story.

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desireejones99: I wanted Remus to really just be there I mean imagine you were a non-white (a.k.a colored) in London in 1900 during the height of segregation and you find some people willing to accept you as friend, even family now you come to know one of them betrayed the two others to death and their child to orphaning, You would be stony, in shock, you would hardly be able to coherently say or do anything but yes honestly this is just reasoning I really did write that part without Remus in mind, Sirius was well Serious because of what was at stake his best friend, brother even, lied dying his godson was an orphan one of his friends had betrayed him, however here the divergence was that due to Remus being next to him and James saying his last words Sirius did not chase pettigrew and instead chose to do it the way he could've taken care of Harry now Sirius might not come off like it but he is the Lord of House Black (Being the last living male member as far as the main line is concerned) so yeah while my example might be extreme (hint it is almost not) So Sirius came of as Serious only because of James dying a bloody death I must admit though I published the first few chapters in a hurry.

Harry Potter and the Curse of Destiny

Espace from Durzkaban


#4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, 5 Years into Durzkaban

Harry closed his eyes and held his tears back as the Door to the cupboard under the stairs was closed shut by his uncle. He was punished for doing something 'freaky' as Dudley called his powers, Harry always thought that his powers were cool he remembered when he was 3 years old he used to make balls of light appear to help him get rid of the dark and amuse him. Today he had shown Dudley his powers to well summon balls of light Dudley had despite Harry's protests (more like childish whines- He was 6 after all) Vernon had shoved Harry into the cupboard after slapping him for doing something freaky near his 'angel' Dudley had obviously not understood what was happening and thought Harry was very rude when the next time Dudley was not shown magic by Harry, It was here in the Cupboard under the stairs in Little Whinging the story of Harry Potter would begin as the boy who lived.

Harry bit his upper lip as he gaized at the ceiling, his eyes shifted to the ball of light he had created, it was emerald green color a brief smile lit his face at the ball before anger surged in his eyes how dare his Uncle slap him. He wasn't a freak! He was a special person! Like all those heroes he saw in the T.V.

'But you are a freak aren't you ? What Hero just summons balls of light ?' A cynical voice in his head said

"I'm not a freak! I'm Special" Harry grunted shoving the mental voice down, "There must be others like me out there, one day they'll come and get me out of this prison" Holding onto this hope and not allowing any further comment from the cynical voice Harry fell asleep in the cupboard under the stairs.

2 more Years later, 14th July, Black Manor, London

"MOONEY! WAKE UP YOU BLOODY CHIHUAHUA I FOUND HARRY'S ADDRESS" One Sirius black yelled at the top of his lungs as he entered the ancestral Black Manor after talking to one of his contacts in Hogwarts.

Sirius smirked as he heard crashes and curses upstairs as Remus fell down the staircase looking up at Sirius with wide surprised eyes, "How did you find Harry ? Is he fine ? How are his grades ? How does he look ? Is He a marauder ?" Remus continued asking questions as he got up and while continuing to ask these questions with an excited gleam in his eyes.

"Minerva finally succumbed to my irresistible charms-" "you mean guilt" "-and gave me the address of the Dursleys and no I have not gone there without you mooney, I'll be going there for the first time on 31st to give him his birthday gifts, so get your old furry arse on the move we have 7 years worth of gifts to make up for" Sirius said smiling brightly (or mischievously) as he thought of the pranks He could teach Harry to play on Professor Dumbledore.

"So when do we leave for Diagon Alley ?" Asked Remus who was still a little bit disheveled from falling down the stair.

Sirius smiled innocently as he patted Remus's Shirt down before placing one hand on Remus's shoulder, "Now-" "WAI-" Whatever Remus was going to say was not completed as Sirius activated the portkey to Diagon and vanished without a sound with Remus mentally cursing Sirius and Sirius smirking at Remus

20th July, #4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey

In the Dursley household the morning started normally, Harry woke up at 6 in the morning practiced creating light and fire for half an hour before starting to make food for the Dursleys now in a normal family if an eight year old would be cooking breakfast for the remaining people it would be called anything but normal but as it was forced into Harry's brain he had to pay for staying in the Dursley Household and according to the Dursleys he payed by making food, cleaning the house and maintaining the garden, pretty much bullshit if Harry had anything to say about it but Harry was too tired, tired of the times he was beaten for showing his 'powers' at first Vernon and Petunia were afraid of him and, he supposed, it was good because Vernon would never dare to hit him.

Harry sighed as he started washing the dishes He supposed it could be worse, He really wondered if it could be though. His uncle had recently sprained his wrist and threw him into the cupboard it was only due to his healing ability He was fit as a fiddle even after that malnutrition after his 6th birthday was spent all alone in the cupboard Harry had started to steal food from the fridge, another thing that had changed was that Dudley had become very mean over time watching and being taught by Vernon that Harry was evil had resulted in his cousin becoming a troublemaker for Harry, 6 months ago Harry had the fact that Dudley had really changed for the worse drilled into his mind when he made him trip down the stairs, Harry dislocated his arm that time and had to stay in the cupboard for a week with morsels to feed on because he had 'spent precious time and money on the hospital'.

Harry started preparing the breakfast and by eight the table was lined with many foods, Harry had already eaten a small breakfast before anyone woke up and opted to stand aside as the whale and the horse came downstairs to have breakfast.

As Petunia came downstairs she looked at Harry with unconcealed disgust as huffed the Boy stood there as if He was doing her a favour by staying in her house, "Get your breakfast and go to the cupboard boy" Harry sighed as he moved forward to grab a plate Dudley, who by this time had come down made him trip and break the plate, Petunia, who was watching it happen shrieked in anger at Harry for breaking her plate, seemingly ignoring the fact it was her little angel who could do no wrong, "HOW DARE YOU BREAK MY PLATE BOY! YOU HAVE NO GRATITUDE FOR US KEEPING YOU IN OUR HOUSE YOU FREAK" After shrieking that much Petunia swung the frying pan at Harry's head whose eyes widened before he dodged to the right and got got hit in his right shoulder.

Harry growled as he felt some skin being grazed from the frying pan's edge and groaned as he realized his right arm was already bruising, in that moment something within Harry snapped, these hateful humans had been mistreating him ever since he was a child, threw him into a cupboard, encouraged his cousin to bully him, they starved him, called him a freak and made him do all the work of the house and then they had the guts to tell him was not grateful for them keeping him under their roof, As hate filled into Harry's eyes fire appeared in Harry's Hand, "YOU FILTH YOU THINK YOU'RE NORMAL ? I'VE SEEN DOGS MORE NORMAL THAN YOU, I ONLY LET YOU LIVE BECAUSE I HAD NOWHERE TO GO BUT ENOUGH. IS. ENOUGH-" with every word fire built around Harry as the lights sparked out and various things started shattering however before Harry could continue he heard a loud shot ring out in the house. All the fire immediately ran out of him as he shakily turned his head to see a purple Vernon with his rifle in his hand with smoke coming out.

"You shot me" Harry whispered silently looking near his shoulder a bullet was stooped by some invisible force, "You would've killed me" Harry whispered now scared of how close he had come to Death, Shaken up Harry reached deep within himself to grap at the power he had an whispered on sentence that would change the History of Magical Britain forever, "Take me somewhere safe" With those words Harrry Potter vanished with a pop to a location no one was allowed to enter due to family wards after the death of Lord James Potter.

31st July, #4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey

Petunia Dursley moved to open the door as the bell rung she was still a little bit nervous at what happened that day the freak left but she knew that the freak kind would never let her live if the boy told them what happened, SHe however was getting over it telling herself the freak was probably dead or dying without the comfort of their roof over his head, as she opened the door she smiled and invited the two well dressed men in they must be Vernon's clients, who else could afford those suits, she thought (Sirius and Remus were undercover in muggle mode) ,"Can I help you gentlemen ?" She asked as they walked in.

Sirius gave with a tight smile as the house reeked of so much...normality, How could prongslet have been raised here in this every...normal neighbourhood, He sent a nervous glance to to Remus who nodded at him to ask for Harry, ""Oh yes Petunia, Bring Harry here immediately" Sirius said smiling at the thought of finally meeting his godson before being nudged by Remus.

"He's not here padfoot, he was here but not anymore. I can't smell cub !" Remus said alarmed as thoughts started spiralling in his mind what could possibly have been gone wrong that Harry left.

"Where is he ?" Growled Sirius already withdrawing his wand 7 years of holding his anger at the people back for not letting him get to his godson finally cracking through the facade of cheerfulness, "WHERE IS MY GODSON/HARRY" both Sirius and Remus roared at Petunia with wands drawn


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