Harry stayed another year at the Dursley's because despite his desire to leave as soon as possible Raguel told him to be patient so she could learn about how the world had changed while she was gone.
Truthfully he held doubts about whether or not she was real till about a month before he left. He thought maybe she was an imaginary friend, as when he accidentally talked to her allowed all he got was an amused smile, and mutterings about kids and their imaginary friends. Of course the first few times he heard this he retorted with a she is real, but all he got was a pat on the head and a patronizing 'I'm sure she is.'
She had finally healed enough to use some power, and to show him he wasn't imagining her gave him just enough power to burn the letter H into a rock. After that any doubts he had vanished.
She encouraged him to go to church not because she believed it would bring him salvation, her father as she put it cared far more about what you did than your faith. When Harry said that a priest said faith was most important she had responded with.
"I'm an angel he's an idiot." that had made Harry giggle, the pastor at their church did tend to fear monger a lot. Saying if they didn't do several very specific things that God would punish them and the list of things they couldn't do was stupidly long. According to Raguel or Rey as he called her claiming that Raguel was to hard to say. She said that only about seven of ten commandments were legitimate with what her father would have wanted. She had raged at the fact that they claimed Jesus was her father in mortal form. Saying that yes her father had made prophets in the past they were not God in mortal form but rather they were given a gift that best worked for the job he had assigned them. And that while the man was no doubt a prophet he was not God in mortal form. According to her, God did not believe in direct interference he believed that any action taken by any of his creations should be of their own free will, she said a lot of things in the so called holy books were mostly half truths and lies. Though she admitted holy water was real but that it merely referred to any water that had been blessed against evil by a divine power.
His live after running away had been dangerous for a while according to Raguel as soon as he was out of range of the protective fields that surrounded his relatives home for a few months, tracking spells went out to find them coinciding with the exact second a protective ward that had been put around him to stop tracking attempts had fallen she felt a dozen spells wash over and try and track her or at least her grace. She realized only demons would search for her as her presence in Harry would have been unnoticeable until she had awakened and since few of the spells were for him she realized they must have tracked her down. However one thing about that gave her pause the date. This was the universe that the Rider who set her free was from as well as the same universe he returned her power from but as far as she could tell it was far to earlier she could feel the Rider who held her power still channeling it. She knew that angels could bend time but it was exhausting and time fought against them when they did so so there was no chance of her having done it by accident.
Only one thing made sense that both explained her ending up in the wrong time as well as the burst of grace that let her escape Hell, for some reason her father interfered both moving her through time and giving her enough power to escape Hell. she assumed that guiding young Harry was what he wanted her to do so she would follow through with his will. Not that she minded the boy was sweet, kind and always willing to follow her guidance a rarity amongst humans most were too stubborn to listen to reason.
She sensed he had magic of his own, and when he panicked and thought he was damned to Hell, she quickly corrected him by saying power gained through deals with demons was sinful but inherent power was not.
His magic did help with her recovery and with them hiding. Normally anyone with magic gave off a small amount. Which was how most tracking spells worked by finding the magic given off by merely existing as every living creature held a small amount of magic. But without access to heaven which would not have sped up her healing to months instead of centuries, she was forced to heal slowly drawing on power from holy places to restore her power. But this was not the case with Harry he had so much natural magic that she was able to feed off it to restore her strength cutting the time it would take her to heal to a third of what it would have been. Of course that would still take centuries but it was better than it would have been. It also had the added benefit of making sure no one could track them. She fed off his excess power and he used hers to keep hunger and sickness and injury at bay. Meaning they let off less power than a fly.
It had been years since he ran away and he managed to get a nice place to live in. his special Sight the same one that let the Rider know who was innocent and guilty allowed him to do the same meaning he could catch criminals and take a small amount of cash to survive he didn't like it but Raguel pointed out that he was punishing the guilty and if she had her way they would be dead via penance stare. He found it strange that he could find some drug dealers who were not damned but as Raguel pointed out they were breaking mortal law not divine and that as long as they didn't force anyone to take their drugs they were committing no sin.
When he tried to point out that they were knowing giving a harmful substance to people, she reminded him that meant anyone who sold tobacco products should be damned as well.
He felt several magical people step through a small angel ward he put at the entrances to his floor, it informed him if anyone with magic entered the floor. Sadly he couldn't do much as he risked burning himself out if he used to much grace apparently there was a reason Mephisto tended to give the Riders their powers at around age twenty five as that was the best time for the human body to channel the power without immediately killing themselves. Apparently the reason riders ate more than most was because they burned through any energy they had when they transformed and that anyone to young or old when they first got the power would burn themselves to cinders. Not even by transforming but rather by merely channeling the basic power of the angel.
Harry himself was strange in that regard as he could channel the power of Raguel but was unable to transform, she wouldn't let him saying he was likely to die and as he was very few mortals could kill him and non could kill him with anything short of a rocket launcher.
He waited to see if they would pass but they stopped in front of his door and knocked. He debated going out the window to escape he had several stashes of emergency supplies across the city in case demons found him hidden by angelic wards no one but he would be able get to them.
But Raguel advised against it saying that she recognized one of the magical signatures as one of the ones that had been trying to track him and now that they had found a way past their protections they would likely be able to track him anywhere.
He sighed and opened the door. "Hello Mr. Potter" an elderly man dressed in strange robes greeted he was easily as powerful as both his companions combined twice over. The man next to him had greasy black hair, a hooked nose, sallow skin and a perpetual glare on his face. The woman had a stern no nonsense look about her. "We are representatives of-" as soon as he heard the word representatives he closed the door saying.
"I don't want any." he felt Raguel's amusement at the look on their faces just before he closed the door. 'You do know that will not deter them child.' she said to him.
'Yeah but it will definitely annoy the shi- ow woman let me swear.' he complained as she censored him, she was trying to make him a civilized member of society it was not working out too well for her.
'You need to watch your language.' she scolded he rolled his eyes.
'I am in my own mind!' he exclaimed. 'I think I have the right to swear if I want too.' the argument was cut short by another knock on the door.
He yanked it open. "If you don't leave within the next minute I will call the cops on you." he threatened before closing the door again. Harry felt a build of magic on the other side of the door and grabbed his gun. He picked it up after beating a criminal and found it easier to just channel his soulfire into the gun rather than trying to manifest it on his own. The door opened and he pointed his gun at the trio that entered. "You have six seconds to leave before I shoot." he growled he knew locking the door wouldn't do much but this was clearly a show of power to try and get him listen to them. He could defend himself but if this was how all people were introduced to the magical world nowadays no wonder his aunt had such great disdain for it, normal people had no defenses against such things, the magical coming in was basically saying 'hey look at me! All that defensive security you have is useless against me and I could just take your child even if you didn't want me to.'
The woman began to speak. "Mr. Potter put the gun down and let us-"
He cocked his gun. "Three. Two." the younger man with the greasy Hair pulled a wand and shouted. "Expelliarmus!" in an attempt to disarm him Harry growled as the magic splashed harmlessly against him he was more than resistant enough to magic to resist such a weak spell. Without warning he pulled the trigger and shot the man in the arm with a bullet of soulfire and with pinpoint accuracy shot the wand as well.
Dumbledore had not been surprised when Harry had slammed the door in their face the first time, he remembered quite often during his time as a teacher during the great depression, which luckily the wizards had managed to avoid. Say what you will about goblins but they knew how to manage money when encouraged to and while they never gave cheap deals and could charge a ridiculous amount of money for simple tasks, they never let a depression happen knowing it would cost them money.
But during his time as a teacher who introduced students to the wizarding world during that time many parents would slam the door as soon as they heard the word representative believing him to some kind of traveling salesman. He normally got them to open the door once more long enough to explain he was not trying to sell anything.
Most muggle families were surprised to find Hogwarts was free, at first they only had to come and the school would provide everything but over time it became expected for the students to buy their own supplies. Dumbledore had managed to convince the previous headmaster back when he was just the transfiguration professor, to provide poorer muggle born students whose families were affected by the Depression with the supplies to go. He pointed out that many students over the years had left behind the textbooks the teachers demanded once they left for the summer and that it would cost them virtually nothing. Once he became headmaster he implemented a Hogwarts fund for students who couldn't afford to buy their own supplies. Through use of money Hogwarts earned from selling its excess food and rent from the people of Hogsmeade. He also personally had half of the money that various patents he owned, made go to fund as well.
He knew use of magic on the family to get them to listen was allowed so long as they told the headmaster and filled out a ministry form that they did so. As well as not using anything above a third year compulsion charm, something that was enough to get them to hear he was offering a scholarship to an exclusive school and from there he rarely needed to use any magic. But when Severus used the unlocking charm on the door he knew things could go poorly fast. He was experienced enough in the magics of the world to sense the enochian wards, a type of ward that was believed to have been lost when atlantis fell. He knew that the protection Lily used on her son was enochian just more proof of the foolishness of pureblood supremacy. He could only sense them because in his foolish youth he entered more than a few ancient tombs in search of such magics and many had enochian wards protecting them.
Even the modern atlanteans didn't know how to make them anymore repair and maintain yes but most of their knowledge had been lost in the great collapse. He knew this from his speaking with Namor the prince of their city, he had met him during WW2 and what little he had learned from him he had given to Lily.
When Severus tried to disarm young that is when things truly began to go south. He could the difference between someone resisting a spell and it not affecting them at all and that spell splashed against his skin like it was a troll's, not even fazing him.
Without hesitation Harry had shot Severus in the arm before shooting his wand as it fell destroying it. If he thought Harry knew about the magical world he would have assumed he was insulting Severus as destroying an opponent's wand is considered to be a grave insult.
He summoned a shield to block the bullets cover both himself and Professor McGonagall before he could turn the gun him and made sure to reinforce the shield to resist the damage a bullet could cause, unlike most wizards he was fully aware of the kind of damage a bullet could having seen more than one of his fellow wizards fall to one during WW2.
"Mr. Potter calm down we do not wish to harm." Dumbledore said in an attempt to pacify him.
But it didn't work in fact it only served to infuriate him. "You come here break into my home! Attack me! And have the gall tell me to calm down!" he roared and if it wasn't for the sound blocking ward he had put up when he first moved in no doubt one of his neighbors would have called the police.
'Harry give them a chance.' Raguel told him softly, but he ignored her.
"Take your friend and leave." he ordered pointing his gun at Dumbledore. Dumbledore fowned this was not going as he expected. He thought maybe he would know about magic and have mastered a bit of wandless magic. But the wards implied a teacher and he clearly knew about magic given that he was able to react to them so quickly.
"Please let us start again. My name is Albus Dumbledore my companions are Professor Minerva McGonagall and Severus Snape. We are with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Done and before people bitch Remember I said Christianity was not going to come out of this unscathed. Second what the hell are you doing reading Harry potter fan fiction if you are super religious this series literally spits in the face of like half the bible.