Harry awoke on the dirty floor. Knowing what to expect he searched for his wand. As he grabbed it, he faced the Dementor and shouted "Expecto Patronum". The stag erupted from his wand as usual. Harry had thought his patronus would be different. 'I technically am a different person. I wonder if its shape will eventually change'. The Dementors fled the scene. Harry turned to see his cousin alive and well. Well, sort of. Harry approached Dudley and stepped on his glasses.
"Shit" said Harry as he stepped back. Then he reached up to touch his face. 'No glasses'. Harry jumped with joy.
"Thank you Death, you're the man".
His voice was very new to him.
"I'm going to get all the girls with this accent". Then Harry remembered that he was in England where his accent was commonplace.
'Oh well'.
Harry picked up his glasses and placed them in his pocket. He approached Dudley once again. He tried picking him up and couldn't. 'God I'm so weak now'. Harry began to talk to his cousin.
"Dudley you need to stand up. Come on help me" he said trying to lift him once more. Harry was almost done getting Dudley to his feet when Mrs. Figg walked up to him.
"Don't put away your wand Harry. They might come back".
"Right" said Harry remembering this part.
Mrs. Figg helped Harry with Dudley as they left the immediate area. Harry had arrived in front of "his" home. He took a deep breath and told Mrs. Figg he'd handle it from there on. As the older woman left Harry dragged Dudley to the door and knocked. 'Who doesn't have a key to their own home? Stupid Dumbledore, and stupid old me for accepting these living conditions'.
As the door opened Petunua's face came into view.
Harry wanted to laugh. 'She really does look like a horse'.
"What were you doing out so late? Causing trouble I bet".
Harry rolled his eyes. "I need help aunt Petunia. We were attacked" he said using his head to point to Dudley.
Petunia shrieked seeing her son. "Dudders! What happened? Who did this to you?".
Dudley was unresponsive.
"Vernon" shrieked Petunia.
Vernon came to the door. Harry couldn't hold it in and laughed. The man was very fat. Fat people on electric scooters shopping at Wal-Mart fat.
"What's going on?" asked Vernon eyeing his good for nothing nephew. He saw his son and loudly shouted boy "What have you done to him?".
Harry rolled his eyes once more.
"Perhaps we should step inside to talk".
Vernon relented and stepped aside. Harry walked into the house dropping Dudley on the couch.
"What happened?" asked Vernon stepping into the room.
Dudley pointed at his cousin and whispered "His fault".
Vernon exploded reaching for his nephew. Harry expected this and moved away quickly.
"We were attacked" said Harry once more as he brought his hands up in a defensive position. Old Harry was a meek person who allowed himself to be treated like shit. Not this one.
"Attacked?" asked Petunia.
"Yes" said Harry. "By magical creatures. They suck a person's soul out of them".
Petunia gasped.
Vernon grew angrier.
"Don't worry" said Harry. "I stopped them. I had to use magic so I'll probably get expelled soon".
"Expelled?" said Vernon worried he'd have to care for the boy all year now instead of summers only.
"Yes, I used magic. Don't worry uncle I have places to stay. I won't darken your doorstep longer than necessary".
"What do we do?" asked Petunia. She was scared. She didn't know how to handle an attack from a magical creature.
"Give him some chocolate" said Harry.
"Chocolate?" said Vernon in disbelief.
Petunia was skeptical as well.
"Trust me" said Harry. "I've been attacked by them before. It helps. As a matter of fact" said Harry as he wandered into the kitchen mumbling to himself. He usually boiled his water, but time was a factor. He grabbed to mugs and opened the hot chocolate mix and added water. He set the mugs in the microwave and turned it on. He walked back into the living room after two minutes.
"Here" he said handling the mug to Dudley.
Dudley took the mug and stared at the contents. Harry shrugged and began to drink his hot chocolate. He sat on the single armchair and waited. The Dursleys watched Harry in silence. Dudley finally began to drink the chocolate when an owl stopped outside their window with a letter. Harry opened the window and took the letter.
Harry decided to read it out loud. The letter began with him using magic in the presence of a muggle, continued with his expulsion from Hogwarts, and ended with his hearing at the ministry. His family remained silent.
Harry looked at his cousin "How do you feel now Big D?".
Dudley became embarrassed with the usage of his nickname. His parents had no idea what he did outside his home.
"I'm fine" he muttered.
"Good" said Harry. He was waiting for the second letter of the night. Sure enough the letter from Mr. Weasley arrived. Harry read that one to his family as well. The second ministry letter of the night arrived overturning the snapping of his wand and expulsion from Hogwarts.
"So what happens now?" asked Vernon.
"Nothing much" said Harry. "Some of my lot will pick me up soon I wager and take me away. I'll attend a hearing to sort this mess out".
Then a howler arrived with a message for Petunia.
"What was that?" asked Vernon.
"I don't know" she lied.
Harry figured Dumbledore thought the Dursleys would attempt to kick him out. He had solved that issue himself.
"Well I think it's time for bed" said Harry.
Petunia said "Yes I think so as well, come along Dudders".
Vernon didn't know what else to say. The boy had helped Dudley keep his soul, but he was sure it was his fault it happened in the first place. The fact that he would be gone soon had quelled his anger. He followed his wife and son upstairs.
Harry did likewise. As he climbed upstairs he stepped into the bathroom. He inspected his new face. He didn't look anything like Daniel. He felt he had a handsome face. 'Yeah. I'm going to kill it at school'. He traced the famous scar with his index finger. 'Cool'. He then removed his shirt. 'Damn, I'm fucking scrawny. I need to bulk up a bit'. Harry went to his room for a towel and then returned to the bathroom to shower. As he was drying himself he had time to see the scars on his body. He looked pale as well. 'Moving on up' he joked. He was a light skinned Mexican back home, with black hair and brown eyes. Now he was white. Harry finished up and went to his room.
It was in one word, shit. 'I lived in the ghetto and that shit was better than this'. He hadn't really inspected much earlier when he grabbed his towel. He had both sets of memories so he knew where everything was, but it still shocked him to see things firsthand. He didn't see Hedwig. He remembered writing to Hermione early in the summer and Hedwig never returned. 'She kept her hostage. Trying to keep me from getting more info'. He knew from the books that his rescue party would show up in a couple of days. So Harry decided to prepare. The war would be fought on his terms.
"Dobby" he called.
Surprisingly Dobby showed up.
'Alright'.
"What can Dobby do for Mr. Potter sir?".
"Hi Dobby, I was wondering if you'd be interested in being my elf. I know you wanted to be free, but".
That was as far as Harry got as the elf tackled Harry's legs. Dobby was ecstatic.
"Yes of course Dobby would like to be Mr. Potter's elf sir. Of course he will".
Harry laughed. He kneeled to be at eye level with Dobby.
"I'm honored that you would consent to be my elf Dobby".
Dobby lost it and with tears of joy hugged Harry. Harry began to feel a connection with Dobby. 'Weird. Must be the connection between master and elf'. He figured that the connection between elf and master required more than consent from Dobby. Some sort of phrase about accepting each other.
"Dobby I have a task for you if you could do me the honor".
"Whatever master needs, Dobby will do".
Harry went to the secret spot under his floorboards and grabbed his vault key.
"Is it possible for an elf to get money from Gringotts for his master?" he asked thinking of various fan fictions he read.
"Yes" said Dobby. "Goblin magic will know we is bonded".
"Great" said Harry. "I'm going to need a few things Dobby".
Harry quickly wrote a list. He had written down nutrition and pepper up potions. He also wanted muggle money for shopping. He added some books on defense he had wanted before. He also wrote for more books on Potions, Transfiguration, and Charms. As he finished the list he handed it to Dobby who bowed and popped away.
As Dobby left Harry decided to go over his school books starting from 1st year. He read through the night. Dobby had returned a few hours after he left with Harry's haul. Harry had thanked Dobby and asked him if he would stay at Hogwarts for now, when Harry didn't need him. The elf had agreed. He was worried about Winky. Harry thinking it wouldn't cost him anything decided to take on the elf as well. He told Dobby if he could go get her. Dobby was very happy and took off. A minute later Dobby had returned with Winky.
"Would you like to be my elf?" asked Harry seeing the state of the poor creature.
"Yes" said Winky. "Winky needs a master. Poor old master is gone". Winky began to sob.
Harry placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry about old master Winky. I'm glad you decided to be my elf". He began to feel a connection with her as well.
Inspiration hit Harry and he decided to ask Dobby a question.
"Dobby, can the ministry detect your magic?".
"Not if we don't want to" said the elf.
'So you wanted me to get in trouble with the ministry that summer huh?'.
"Okay I have a few favors to ask of you guys tomorrow morning, but tonight can you guys head back to Hogwarts?".
Dobby and Winky bowed and left.
Harry inspected his haul. He found his nutrition potion and took it. He went downstairs and made himself two sandwiches. He found some biscuits and went back upstairs to his room. As he ate he returned to his books once again. Morning approached very quickly. He changed into his "best" clothes. He grabbed a pepper up potion and downed it. He grabbed his money and called Dobby and Winky.
"What can we do for Master?" asked Winky.
"Winky can you prepare breakfast for four?".
The elf nodded and headed downstairs.
Harry turned to Dobby.
"Can you take care of the garden without muggles seeing you?".
Dobby nodded.
"Can you do it for me?".
Dobby popped away. Harry returned to his desk to read some more. He was done with his first year books. He had read all subjects. He was on second year at the moment.
After 15 minutes Winky popped in to inform him she was done with breakfast. Harry had thanked her as she left. Dobby had also returned with his job done. As Harry reached the stairs on his way to eat, he met with his family. They all entered the kitchen to a feast for the stomach and eyes. There was plenty of food. Winky had gone all out. The Dursleys assumed the boy had cooked. Vernon wondered why the boy put more effort than normal. They ate in silence. Harry didn't care. He finished and washed his plate. He turned to his uncle.
"Uncle Vernon, my morning chores are complete I need to head into town for some things. Do you require anything else?".
Vernon was stunned. He didn't know what to say.
"I'll leave it for your aunt to decide, for now you may leave".
Harry nodded and headed upstairs for his cloak. He wasn't too sure when the order began to spy on Harry. He could only remember the major events from the books and a few things here and there. He donned the cloak and headed downstairs. He quickly exited the house to avoid anyone seeing the front door open and close by itself. He looked around. All the houses were alike. Like someone simply hit copy and paste on a keyboard. He walked into town with excitement at being invisible.
When he was in town Harry had shopped for clothes that fit him properly. He didn't waste much money on clothes or sneakers. The two most expensive things he bought were a "brand new" portable CD player. 'Oh god' he thought seeing the Discman, and a pair of steel toed work boots he quickly donned and tucked into his new jeans. He spent some time browsing the CD's. He grabbed Death Certificate again and laughed. He bought Ready to Die from Biggie and Me Against the World by Tupac. He felt compelled to listen to the Dear Mama track again. He wanted to grab a few more, but decided against it. CD's were expensive in the 90's.
Feeling like the new man he was, Harry walked back to the Dursleys under cover. There he entered his room. It was very clean. His furniture was fixed as was his bed. He had fresh sheets and a very fluffy pillow. 'Thank you Dobby'. Harry took a nutrition potion once more and headed downstairs for lunch. He walked into the kitchen surprising his aunt.
"Where did all this come from?" she asked pointing to Harry's clothes.
"I bought it" said Harry. "My godfather noticed you guys never bought me clothes so he gave me some money".
Petunia scowled at the remark, but couldn't argue the fact.
"I need you to clean the attic" she said. "I'm heading into town for some things. I expect you to be done when I come back, and clean the house while you're at it".
Harry shrugged and made himself more sandwiches again. He grabbed some iced tea and headed upstairs. He finished eating. He had already heard his aunt leave. He called Dobby and Winky. He asked them if they could clean the house. They were very happy to have some work to do. Dobby had decided on the attic and Winky chose the rest of the house. It wasn't too bad seeing as Petunia was a clean freak. She would just give it that special elf touch. Harry felt bad taking credit for their work, but he knew the Dursleys wouldn't accept them in their home. Anything that had something to do with magic besides him was a no go to them. He would use their help in secret.
It was 4:30 when Winky began on dinner. Harry knew that he was cutting it close having Winky prepare it. His family would be home soon. Winky prepared a pork loin to roast alongside mashed potatoes and gravy. She placed the pork loin in the oven and left. Harry waited downstairs keeping an eye on the food and read some more. He was finishing up his 2nd year books.
Petunia arrived at the same time as Vernon. They met outside the door. As they stepped inside they could smell the food. They looked around their home and noticed it was clean. Too clean for Vernon's taste. Petunia looked around. She could never make the house look as good as the boy had done. It was unnatural. She shuddered at the thought.
Harry was done setting the table. He waited on his aunt and uncle to sit. As if smelling the food from afar Dudley entered the home in a hurry and sat himself. He began to eat without waiting on anyone. His face was stuffed when Harry finally sat down. They once again ate in silence. Harry once more stood up and washed his plate and went upstairs. He read some more. His exhaustion finally caught up with him and he succumbed to sleep.
That's how the days passed by for Harry. He reviewed his books, took his nutrition potions three times a day and did pushups and crunches when he could. He used Dobby and Winky when needed. On the 4th day his family told him they were leaving for a special dinner. Guessing that his rescue was tonight, he headed upstairs to pack. He decided against calling Dobby. His room was clean so if wouldn't be too difficult. He packed his potions under a few shirts. He knew his nosy friends would wonder about them. It wasn't a big deal, but the old him never did a thing to fix his malnutrition. It would arouse suspicion. And so Harry waited in his room with another sandwich. 'I'm getting way too used to these'.
Harry was laying on his bed listening to music in the dark waiting. He was already done with his coursebooks. He made some leeway into his new books. He began to recall his old life and how he came to become Harry Potter.
He had left one ear uncovered just in case, when he heard noise from downstairs. He knew who it was, but decided to play along. He then heard noise outside his door. He hid in the dark corner by the door. His door was pushed open and a person walked in. As the person walked past Harry, Harry sprung into action wrapping his left arm around the person's neck from behind squeezing hard and pointed his wand at the person's back.
"Who are you and what do you want?" he asked.
The person tensed up.
"Harry? It's me Remus".
"Professor Lupin?" asked Harry not moving his wand one inch.
"Yes Harry it's me".
"How do I know it's really you professor? If I learned anything last year is that appearances can be deceiving".
Mad Eye chimed in "The boy's got a point Remus".
"Your patronus is a stag" said Remus. "I taught you the spell during your 3rd year".
Harry let go of his professor.
"Sorry professor. You can never be to careful".
"That's all right Harry and it's Remus or Moony. I'm not your professor anymore".
"Never apologize for being vigilant boy" said Moody.
Harry turned around.
"Oh hello professor. The real one I presume" he joked.
"Aye" said Moody. "And I was never a professor".
"Can we get this going?" said Tonks walking into the room turning the light on, followed by Kingsley.
Who's the babe?" asked Harry. "She's kind of hot". He stared at Nymphadora. 'Damn she's fine'. He looked her over stopping at her breast. Then Tonks' breast expanded straining the buttons on her shirt.
"Get a good look?" she asked.
"Yes I did. They're lovely by the way. Thank you" said Harry. "Does the backside get bigger as well?".
Silence followed. The only noise in the room came from the Discman as Tupac's voice echoed through the room.
Kingsley broke into laughter breaking the silence.
Remus and Moody stayed silent.
Tonks began to laugh.
"I like you kid and yes. I can change my face and body however I want".
"Nice. So does the pretty lady have a name?".
"This is Nymphadora" said Remus.
"Don't call me Nymphadora. It's Tonks" she said shaking Harry's hand.
"Right" said Remus "And this man here is Kingsley".
"Nice to meet you" said Harry. "I'm Harry in case you were wondering. "So what's up?" he asked to the group.
"We're here to take you to a secure location" said Remus. He then got a real good look at Harry. "What happened to your glasses Harry?".
"Oh" said Harry. "Contacts". He looked at the purebloods in the room. "Muggle lenses that attach to your eyes allowing you to see better".
"You have lovely eyes" said Tonks.
"Thanks" said Harry. "You have lovely everything".
"Let's go already" said Moody.
"Okay" said Harry. "What do I do with my things?".
"Leave it to me" said Tonks. "Is everything you need inside?".
"Yes" said Harry after putting his Discman away.
Tonks shrunk the trunk, put it in her pocket, and headed out the room.
"Come on" said Remus dragging Harry downstairs.
When they were outside Harry asked "How are we getting to wherever it is we're going?".
"Brooms" said Remus.
"Brooms?" asked Harry. "Why don't we apparate?".
The order members looked at themselves.
"I don't know" said Remus. "Alastor prepared the extraction details".
Moody didn't know how to respond. He wanted to say it was the safest method.
"I guess we could apparate" said Kingsley.
"Have you ever side along apparated Harry?" asked Remus.
"No, but I've read about it".
"You'll need to hang on to my arm" said Remus.
Harry walked past Remus and said "Looks like Tonks has a free arm". He held onto her arm causing her to smirk.
"You're not as smooth as you think you are".
"That's half the game" said Harry confidently.
Remus shook his head. Harry was acting very different.
"Let's go then" barked Moody.
Within a few seconds, the back yard of Number Four Privet Drive became lifeless once more.