Harry James Potter was walking down the street of London, smoking a cigarette. It has been three years since he received his Hogwarts letter. Harry was tall with long black hair and eyes as green as the killing curse. He wore a simple black jacket, grey t-shirt, blue jeans, and black sneakers with shades. Tom was cold around his left arm hidden by his jacket. Harry continued to walk until he reached a pub called the Leaky Cauldron. Harry looked around before waving a hand in front of his face. Harry's appearance instantly changed into a twenty-year old brown-haired man with blue eyes. He opened the pub, cigarette still in his mouth.

"Hey Evans," the barkeeper, Tom, greeted.

"Hey Tom," Harry replied as he walked to the counter.

"How are you?" Tom asked as Harry sat down.

'I'm good," Harry answered," Pass me a bottle of fire whisky." Tom nodded his head as he moved to grab a bottle for Harry. Harry played with the cigarette in his mouth as he waited.

"So have you done anything interesting?" Tom asked as he poured Harry a cup of fire whisky.

"Not really," Harry answered as he grabbed the cup and snuffing out his cigarette," I've just been here and there." Tom nodded his head.

"That's good," Tom replied as he poured himself a cup of fire whisky.,

"What's the word around the pub?" Harry asked. Tom smirked before taking a sip of his drink.

"There's a rumour going that something is happening at Hogwarts," Tom informed Harry. Harry raised an eyebrow in response.

"Really?" Harry replied," Though, it's not surprising." Tom nodded his head in agreement.

"With the Chamber of Secrets and Sorcerer's Stone fiasco the past three years, I'm surprised they're planning to do something this year," Tom commented.

"That's our Ministry for you," Harry replied, taking a drink of his cup. Tom nodded his head in agreement.

"So how is the hunt the missing Potter?" Harry asked. Tom smiled.

"Ministry officials say that they have a trail," Tom answered. Harry raised an eyebrow.

"How so?" Harry questioned. Tom looked around before leaning towards Harry.

"Apparently, there has been a sighting of a person matching Harry Potter's description in Paris," Tom whispered into Harry's ear. Harry nodded his head. Tom then leaned back before finishing his drink in one gulp.

"I'm curious," Tom stated," Why are you so interested in the missing Potter?"

"It's not always that a noble house such as the Potter lose track of one of their own," Harry lied, shrugging," For a half-blood like me, it's amusing." Tom nodded his head in understanding. Harry then gulped his entire drink down.

"Well, it's been good talking to you," Harry stated as he stood up. He placed two gold coins onto the counter.

"I'm guessing you would like the bottle," Tom said. Harry nodded his head. Tom then handed the bottle to Harry. Harry grabbed it.

"See ya later," Harry said as he walked out of the bar. He breathed in the fresh air before walking away. As soon as he was sure he was safe, he snapped his fingers and his disguise disappeared.

"Whew," Harry sighed," Magic disguises are very exhausting."

"(That's because you're utilising elf magic without a magical focal point)," Tom whispered as he shifted itself on Harry's arm.

"(Seems like the lessons with Nichols paid off)," Harry replied as he turned a corner. Harry felt Tom tighten around his arm. He winced in pain as he lightly tapped his left arm.

"(Ok, ok)," Harry responded," (I'm sorry if I insulted you)."

"(Good)," Tom replied as Harry felt the pain fade. Harry then turned into a nearby alley. Making sure no one was around, Harry disappeared. He then appeared inside a decent apartment. Harry placed his bottle of scotch on a nearby desk before chucking his jacket onto a couch. Harry then took off his shoes before chucking them away. He crouched to allow Tom to slither off his arm.

"(What do you plan on doing today?)" Tom asked as he slithered over to the couch.

"(Watch TV and Drink)," Harry answered as he stood up.

"(That sounds boring)," Tom replied.

"(Everyday can't be interesting)," Harry responded as he grabbed his bottle of scotch before walking over to the couch. He then plopped down onto the couch before turning on the TV. He flicked through the channels as he took a gulp of his bottle.

"(Remember the Vietnam incident)," Tom said. Harry started laughing.

"(I remember)," Harry replied as he chose to watch the BBC channel," (It was a drug mission, wasn't it?)" Tom nodded his head.

"(We had to deliver a package of heroin to a contact in Vietnam)," Tom told," (But it was trap to lure us out)."

"(We had to fight for our lives that day)," Harry continued, smiling. Tom then whipped Harry with his tail.

"(OW)," Harry shouted," (What was that for?)"

"(It was your fault we were in that situation in the first place)," Tom reminded Harry," (If you weren't so drunk, we could have easily apparated away without risking out lives)." Harry scratched the back of his head.

"(I'm sorry)," Harry replied," (The party was amazing)." Tom just glared at Harry.

"(We're lucky that we managed to come out in one piece)," Tom responded.

"(Yeah, thanks to my skills)," Harry pointed out. Tom grumbled before looking at the TV.

"(What's on?)" Tom asked. Harry inspected the TV.

"(I think it's a documentary on Sumatran tigers)," Harry answered.

"(This should be interesting)," Tom replied. Harry just shrugged before taking another gulp of his bottle.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Harry stirred in his sleep.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Harry drowsily opened his eyes.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Harry turned himself over as he looked up at the ceiling.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Harry turned his head towards the door.

"OPEN UP," Harry heard someone order.

"Hnnnnnn," Harry groaned as he picked himself up.

"OPEN UP," Harry heard the person order again.

"(Who dares wake me up from my slumber?)" Tom growled as he opened his eyes.

"I don't know," Harry answered as he stumbled towards the door. He lazily looked through the peephole to see a group of people in black robes. Harry's eye widened as he understood who was outside the door.

"OPEN UP," Harry heard the shout again as he dashed towards Tom.

"(Tom, they're here)," Harry told Tom. Tom looked at Harry in alarm.

"(What do we do?)" Tom asked.

"(Give me a moment)," Harry answered as he slipped on his shoes and jacket.

"OPEN UP," Harry heard once again. Harry then dashed towards the door, waving his hand in front of his face setting up his disguise. He then unlocked the door before opening it.

"Hello," Harry greeted. The men and women looked at him in surprise.

"Oh, sorry," one of them responded," We thought we had the location of a person we're looking for."

"Who would that be?" Harry asked.

"Harry Potter," the man answered," Would you know where he is?" Harry was silent for a moment before shaking his head.

"I don't think I've heard of a Harry Potter," Harry lied," May you describe him to me?" The men and women looked at each other. Then, a woman stepped forward.

"He is a fourteen-year old boy with messy black hair and very green eyes," the woman described. Harry was once again silent for a moment before shaking his head.

"Nope, I've never heard of him," Harry lied again. The men and women nodded their heads.

"Well, we're sorry for disturbing your time," one of them said.

"No problem," Harry replied," I hope you will this Harry Potter fellow."

"Thank you," the woman responded. Harry then closed the door. Waving his hand in front of his face, harry sighed in relief as his disguise disappeared.

"(Did it work?)" Tom asked. Harry nodded his head.

"(Yeah, it did)," Harry answered as he made his way to the couch," (That was not something I wanted to wake up to so early in the morning)."

"(Who would?)" Tom replied as he slithered next to Harry onto the couch," (So what should we do?)"

"(Leave, of course)," Harry answered as he rubbed his eyes.

"(To where?)" Tom asked," (The only reason we were living here is because our other apartments are under reconstruction."

"(Probably rent a room in the Leaky Cauldron)," Harry answered," (Tom will let us stay for a few nights as long as we pay. By then, we will probably think of something)." Tom was silent for a moment before nodding his head in agreement.

"(When do we leave?)" Tom asked. Harry then checked his watch.

"(In five minutes)," Harry answered as he stood up," (I have to grab out stuff)." Tom nodded his head before slithering away, harry walked over to his bedroom. He then walked to a section of the wall. Waving his hand over a certain section, the part of the wall disappeared to reveal a safe. Harry pressed his hand against the safe.

"Reducio," Harry whispered before the safe started to shrink until it was an eighth of it's original size. Harry quickly stuffed the safe into his pocket before waving his hand over the section of the wall. The piece of the wall reappeared while Harry walked over to the living room.

"(Are you ready?)" Harry asked, only to see an old man sitting on a chair, waiting for him.

"Hello, Harry," the man greeted Harry. Harry didn't show any emotion as he stared at the man. He felt Tom slither up his leg.

"Who are you?" Harry demanded to know.

"I am Albus Dumbledore," the man introduced himself," Headmaster of Hogwarts. Supreme Mugwump of the international Confederation of Wizards. Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot." Harry raised an eyebrow at the man's titles.

"So you're him," Harry responded. The man known as Dumbledore looked at Harry in surprise.

"What do you mean?" Dumbledore asked.

"You're the one, who ruined my life," Harry growled as he felt his magic surge to his fingertips. He knew Dumbledore felt his magic, seeing Dumbledore discretely brandish his wand.

"I am truly sorry," Dumbledore responded as he stood up. Harry continued to glare at Dumbledore.

"So what are you here?" Harry asked.

"I've come to take you home," Dumbledore answered. Harry just looked at Dumbledore.

'You're kidding, right?" Harry replied. Dumbledore shook his head. The room was silent for a moment before Harry started to laugh.

"You want me to go back to my neglectful parents," Harry laughed, clutching his stomach. To Harry's surprise, Dumbledore wasn't taken back by his actions except he was met by a sad look in his eyes.

"It is for your safety," Dumbledore stated," Voldemort's followers have become more ambitious in their attacks. I fear that sooner or later they will find you."

"Then I will take care of them myself," Harry responded before disappearing, Harry then appeared onto the rooftop of the Leaky Cauldron.

"Got him," Harry exclaimed.

"That was impressive," a voice said behind Harry. Harry whipped around to see Dumbledore, smiling at him.

"Not many fourteen years can apparate at your age," Dumbledore commented. Harry clenched his teeth before disappearing again. This time he went all the way to Eiffel Tower.

"That should work," Harry said, breathing heavily.

"This is even more impressive," a familiar voice said behind him.

"Oh for f $k's sake," Harry responded as he turned around to see Dumbledore, still smiling at him.

"Most wizards can't apparate great distances like this," Dumbledore replied.

"I'm not like most wizards," Harry responded before disappearing once again. He appeared on top of the Taj Mahal. Panting, he leaned against the wall.

"(Are you ok?)" Tom asked Harry.

"(I'm fine)," Harry replied, wiping off the sweat on his forehead," (Just not used to travelling long distances like this)."

"You know all this apparating is not good for a young child like you," the voice said behind Harry. Harry turned his head to glare at a smiling Dumbledore.

"How long are you going to keep on following me?" Harry growled.

"My objective is to take you back to your family," Dumbledore answered," They are worried about you." Harry scoffed.

"Yeah, right," Harry replied before disappearing once again. Harry now appeared on top of the Statue of Liberty. Harry immediately turn around to see Dumbledore appear.

"They are worried about you," Dumbledore stated. Harry growled before disappearing once again. Time and time again, Harry would apparate to different parts of the world, hoping to lose Dumbledore, but each time, Dumbledore would find him and try to convince him to come back. Harry then appeared in the middle of Antarctica. The cold wind batter against Harry, but he didn't care. He had to do everything to try and get rid of Dumbledore. To his chagrin, Dumbledore appeared right behind him.

"Harry, please come back with me, Dumbledore pleaded," Your family misses you."

"SHUT UP," Harry shouted, letting his rage take control, as he turned around. Suddenly, magic enveloped the entire area. Dumbledore stepped back in surprise as he felt the overwhelming magic coat the area.

"FOR SEVEN YEARS, I HAD TO LIVE A FAMILY THAT IGNORED MY VERY EXISTENCE," Harry screamed as he walked towards Dumbledore. Fire started to appear around Harry as he walked towards Dumbledore. Dumbledore's eyes widened at this sight.

"FOR SEVEN YEARS, I WATCHED AS THEY RAISED MY BROTHER AND SISTER WHILE CASTING ME ASIDE," Harry continued as the heat of fire started to rise in temperature.

"Harry, I understand your anger," Dumbledore responded.

"DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DO," Harry shouted as the temperature of the heat skyrocketed, nearly scorching Dumbledore. Surprisingly, the ice underneath didn't melt.

"This had gone on long enough," Dumbledore muttered before aiming his wand at Harry. Harry, filled with rage, was barely able to react as a red spell flew through the air and hit Harry square in the chest. Harry went unconscious. The fire soon dissipated as Dumbledore loomed over the unconscious form of Harry Potter.

Harry woke up with a jerk. He found himself in a white bed.

"(Tom)," Harry called out as he got up. He looked around to find himself in a strange room.

"(Harry)," Harry heard Tom respond. Harry turned his head to see Tom emerge from underneath his bed.

"(What happened?)" Harry asked.

"(That old man hit with a stupefy)," Tom answered as he slithered onto the bed. Harry then remembered what happened. Instantly, he checked for th safe in his pocket. Harry sighed in relief as he felt a small cube. Harry then got off the bed.

"(Where am I?)" Harry asked as he looked around.

"(I think you're a mansion)," Tom answered, still lying on the bed," (You've been unconscious for a day)."

"Hmmmmm," Harry responded," (Where's my stuff?)"

"(I don't know)," Tom answered," (Let's get out of here)." Harry nodded his head as he walked over to Tom. He moved his left arm to allow Tom to coil around it. He then walked over to the door before opening it. Harry was amazed to find himself in a large mansion.

"(This looks vaguely familiar)," Harry stated as he walked right.

"(How so?)" Tom asked.

"(I don't know)," Harry answered as he turned the corner. Then, the dup found themselves in a grand hall.

"Wow," Harry responded as he inspected the entire hall. Then, he saw a crest.

"(Oh, s $t)," Harry said as he recognised the crest.

"(What's wrong?)" Tom asked, alarmed.

"(I know where we are)," Harry answered as he pointed to the crest. Tom looked up at the crest.

"(That looks like the Po-)," Tom replied before recognising the crest," (OH)."

"(We have to get our of here)," Harry stated, turning around to see three adults looking at him. To the right, there stood Dumbledore. To his left, there stood a black-haired man and standing next to him, there stood a red-haired woman. Harry instantly recognised them.

"(Run)," Tom exclaimed. Harry nodded his head before disappearing. He appeared in the middle of a field. Harry panted.

"You shouldn't exhaust your magical core like that," Harry heard a voice say behind him. Instinctively, Harry disappeared once again. This time he appeared in the middle of the Sahara. He turned around to see Dumbledore appear, smiling at Harry.

"Would you stop following me?" Harry exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, Harry," Dumbledore answered," But I'm afraid you must go back to your parents." Harry glared at Dumbledore.

"Why should I?" Harry asked.

"It's for your own safety," Dumbledore answered," Death Eaters might try to use to threaten Charles." Harry glared at Dumbledore.

"So this is all about Charles. Why didn't you just say so," Harry responded," You're obviously looking out for me since I'm just a potential hostage for Voldemort to use to manipulate your precious Charles." Harry smirked as he saw Dumbledore lose his smile. Harry then disappeared. Harry appears in a dark alley. He quickly ran away. He turned around the corner and peeked back to see Dumbledore appear. He quickly ran off, certain that Dumbledore was looking around for him. As soon as he was certain that he was a good distance away. he apparated. He appeared in the middle of an empty street. Harry smirked as he turned around to see no one appear.

"(Did you lose him?)" Tom asked.

"(I think I did)," Harry answered as he started walking away.

"(That was intense)," Tom stated.

"(Yeah, it was)," Harry agreed as he turned the corner. Harry continued to walk in silence. He then pulled out the small safe.

"At least, this is still safe," Harry commented as he placed it back into his pocket. Harry then looked up at the sky to see a full moon.

"Where am I?" Harry muttered before turning his head to see a large castle. Harry's eyes widened as he recognised the castle. Tom turned his head and was shocked at the sight of the castle.

"(Is that what I think it is?)" Tom asked.

"(Yep)," Harry answered to come face to face a figure with a hat on its head.

"Hello, Harry," the figure greeted," We have been expecting you."

"Who are you?" Harry questioned as he slowly backed away.

"It doesn't matter," the figure answered as it slowly approached Harry," Truth to be told I expected you to be here three years ago." Harry tried to apparate, but found himself unable to do so. Harry then did the only thing he could. He bolted. He ran as fast he could. Then, he looked behind him to see the figure following him. Then, he tripped. Harry managed to roll, but lay on the floor in pain. The figure then loomed over Harry. Harry could see the silhouette of the castle behind the figure. Harry's eyes widened as moon light reflected off the figure.

"Y-Y-Y-You," Harry stuttered.

"Yes," the figure replied," Welcome to Hogwarts, Harry James Potter."