Chapter

Realizations

1986

A six year old Harry Potter sat on his bed in the basement. The basement was his bedroom for as long as he could remember. In fact he could hardly remember ever getting a birthday present from err... the Potter's 'he couldn't and will never call them his parents after what they were doing to him'.

Rubbing his tear stained face he picked up one of the books that he had nicked from the Potter's library and started reading. Since Harry was living in the basement, he had asked the house elves to decorate his room. Once it had been a dingy and damp place to live but now its walls were painted in sky blue color with a green carpet covering his floor. There had been no windows in the basement but the house elf made sure to keep for him and it was filled with sunlight every sunrise and sunset.

1990

Harry was currently ten years old, he was outside in the forest near his house. Currently he was practicing his wandless magic skill that he had discovered he was able to do it since he was eight years old. On top of that he had asked some of the house elves to teach him elf magic, even though this was extremely difficult and more exhausting than wandless magic in fact it was rare for a wizard or a witch to be able to perform elf magic.

Looking back at the Potter's house, he could still recall all the birthday presents that he had received from the time he had been able to remember. He was sure that all the presents he had received were less than six in total. He could still remember the man called Remus who used to give him presents but he stopped when he reached the age of seven years old while at the same age his so called brother had began his training with the help of Dumbledore, Sirius Black, Remus and the Potter's.

Thinking at the man that was named his godfather; Sirius Black, he disliked that man who acted like an eleven year old kid. All he could think about were pranks; prank this, prank that, blah blah. The so called godfather of his was yet to give him a single present.

As he thought of Mark, his twin brother who had grown up to be as arrogant as anything and on top of that he had become quite round from getting all the attention, unlike Harry who was lean and he had avoided keeping his hair like the way Mr. Potter did, instead he had let it grow and it was now past his neck. For as long as he could remember Mark seemed to love one thing when with Harry and that was getting him in to trouble.

Mrs. Potter had given birth to a girl a year after the demise of you-know-who, she was named Rose Potter, she was an identical copy to Mrs. Potter with the exception that she had brown eyes instead of green. After her birth, that was when Harry had become invisible to the whole family. He couldn't remember that last time the Potter's called him by his first name, all they used to call him with was either 'You' or 'Boy'.

As his thoughts shifted to the Potter's parents of the so called 'the-boy-who-lived' Mark Evans Potter and sadly his parents too, he couldn't help but remember back to when he was eight years old he over heard his parents conversing about him and his brother. They were talking about the Potter Heir, they both did not want him to be the Potter Heir, since he was the elder one they figured they had to do something about it, and they were planning on making Mark to be the one to have the honor of being the Heir to the Potter family fortunes.

A s soon as Harry heard that, he went to the Potter library and searched on what it would mean if his parents his parents removed him from being the Potter Heir and placed Mark instead. He was dismayed to see that the only way to do that was either to disown him 'which he (Harry) was sure they had planned on doing that' or if the elder child died then the second in line would become the Potter Heir.

Not liking any of them, Harry had to wait when the Potters went to one of the balls that they usually get invited to. As soon as they went to the ball, he flooed to Diagon Alley and went to Gringots Bank where he opened an account under the name of "Sam Fisher", well first he had to do a blood test to confirm that he was the real Harry Potter.

During the blood test it was found out that he was an Heir of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. He was shocked and so was the goblin that was performing the test on him. Even though he was told that he did not need take money from the Potters, he figured he may as well punish the Potter's by spending the large amount of money that he would be withdrawing from their accounts.

Once he was done with that he was told that once he reached fifteen years of age he would be able to inherit from the three founder's accounts. Before he left the bank, he instructed the goblins that at the end of every month; ten thousand galleons were to be deposited to 'Sam Fisher' account from his trust vault since the trust vault worked in such away that; should it be emptied then it would refill itself from the family vault.

But things had gotten worse for Harry when Mrs. Potter had given birth to two identical twin boys. Jimmy Evans Potter and Henry James Potter, after there birth Harry was forbidden from being near the other children despite the fact that he practically lived in the basement while his brothers and sister enjoyed the luxury of having their own bedrooms. One thing that he was allowed to do was have dinner with the whole family of the Potter's, he suspected that he was only allowed to be there so that they could keep an eye on him.

Since the day of the demise of you-know-who, James Potter was a junior auror in that time, had gotten various promotions until now he was the Head of the Aurors , he wasn't the only who got promotions, it seemed being a father of the-boy-who-lived meant that you had connections in the ministry and it only showed that being a close friend to the Potter's had its advantages as the pea brained Sirius Black had been promoted to the position of the Assistant of the Head of Aurors.

As for Lily Evans nee Potter she worked part-time at the ministry. Since the manipulative old man Albus Dumbledore had offered her the position of being Muggle Studies teacher, she had become excited and she promised the old man that she would take that position when Mark was to start his first year at Hogwarts.

Focusing his attention back to what he was doing, not getting the expected results he stood up and made his way to the Potter Manor, as he entered the living he was surprised to see a large gathering of people. Wondering what the occasion was he passed through the crowd of people and made his way in to the kitchen grabbing a glass of pumpkin juice he downed it in a single glass.

As he made his way out of the kitchen he saw some reporters taking pictures moving a little closer he saw the whole Potter family with the exception of him of course being photographed. As he stood there staring at them. Suddenly he saw the Potter's best-friends. The Weasley's, Black, Lupin and others he did not know them, joining the Potter's. With a bark like laughter Sirius spoke out "Okay guys we are ready for another round of photographs since the whole Potter family is here." "Indeed my boy, its time like these that we are brought together in happiness and spiritually. We should all spend time together as much as we can as I fear that Voldermort 'gasps could be heard all around the room' is not gone forever soon or later he will find a way to come back. But with Mark here 'Who puffed his chest and looked smug' who has been under my training and several colleges I am sure in time Voldermort will meet his match." Dumbledore said as he joined the Potter's and their best-friends.

As anger and tears rose in Harry at being left out by his so called family, he left unnoticed by almost everyone he grabbed the floo powder and stepped in to the fireplace and flooed to Diagon alley not noticing a pair of icy blue eyes watching him. Moving towards Gringots he withdrew some galleons from his trust bank account and bought a couple of books that he found interesting. Moving towards a shop that seemed to be located right near the Knockturn alley, entering the shop he saw that it sold magical creatures. Greeting the shop keeper he started looking around the store.

As he felt himself being pulled in a certain corner he followed the pull and saw that there was nothing there but an egg. Picking it carefully he continued to look around, spotting a cage in the middle of the shop, he stopped and looked at it he saw a a black puppy or a cub he wasn't sure what it was. Still he took them to the shop keeper who gave him a strange look.

As soon as he finished purchasing his things, he flooed back home from the Leaky Cauldron. Stumbling from the fire place with his purchases he quickly left the living room and made his way to his room (the basement) without glancing back at the living room to see if anybody had seen him coming. He never noticed the same pair of icy blue eyes that had followed him from the moment he flooed back.

Daphne's POV

"Daphne dear, are you ready to go to the party?" Michelle Greengrass asked her daughter as she entered her daughters room. Not looking pleased at being forced to go to a party, she frowned at her mother as she straightened. "Why do we have to go to the Potter's party mum?" Daphne argued as she glared at mother who was concentrating on dressing up Astoria, Daphne's younger sister. "I've told you already Dear that Lily Potter and I were friends back at Hogwarts so its out of respect that we have to go. On top of that you may get the chance to meet Mark; the-boy-who-lived."

Muttering darkly under her breath shestomped out of her bedroom and went to her father's study. Knocking at his door she had a muffled voice, "Come in." Stepping inside the room she saw her father working. Looking up from his work Daniel Greengrass smiled as she saw her ten year old, temperamental Dark haired and blue eyed daughter step in to his study room. He could just imagine that in future his daughter was going to be a heart breaker with her icy persona.

"I take it you are ready to go?" he asked his daughter seeing her stiff nod he stood up from his chair and left his study room with his daughter in tow. As soon as he reached the living room he saw his wife join him as she carried their seven year old daughter, Astoria Greengrass.

Kissing his wife softly on her lips he bid them goodbye as they stepped in to the fire place and flooed to Potter manor. Daniel had kindly refused to go to the party as he kindly pointed out to his wife that he was in Slytherin back when he was in Hogwarts. When his wife argued that she was a Slytherin too, he pointed out that she was friends with Lily Evans back then and not him. Reluctantly his wife had agreed to go to the party while he stayed at home in the Greengrass manor.

Daphne was bored to death since she had arrived to the damn party. She had gotten to see the-boy-who-lived and she was disgusted with what she had seen. The-boy-who-lived was as arrogant as the son of the Malfoy's but the only difference was that the-boy-who-lived was fat and had a pudgy nose and was a definite Gryffindor just like Malfoy was a Slytherin.

As her boredom had reached its limit when she saw a boy who was quite tall, tanned and lean make his way in to the living room. Her mother who had just finished talking with her friends had moved towards her daughter, following her gaze she noticed that she was staring at a green eyed boy.

Leaning towards her daughter she whispered in her ears "That's the Potter's eldest son I think he is called Harry. He is hardly even known by people I don't know why but he is withdrawn from his family."

Looking at her mother questioningly she just shrugged her shoulders and threw her a knowing smile before leaving her as she moved to talk to her friends. As Daphne continued to watch the green eyed boy she saw several emotions flicker on his face when his family stood without him in a photo shoots out.

Minutes passed as the boy or Harry as he was called watched his family being photographed. Seeing him leave through the fireplace she was tempted to follow him but she decided against him. Half an hour later Daphne saw him stumble through the fireplace as he returned, he was carrying something in his hand but before she could find out what it was he had disappeared as quickly as he could. Turning around she went to find her mother and her younger sister so that she could leave this place.