Plot: Harry is a squib, yet Dumbledore still insists on Harry attending Hogwarts. Harry not only has to deal with hatred from the other students, a dark lord and a scheming headmaster while also trying to win the heart Astoria Greengrass. The wizarding world will soon learn that being a squib does not mean being harmless.

Scene 1:

"Again." Harry heard his mentor's voice ring through the room.

Harry let out a small sigh before he started attacing the wooden dummy in front of him, hitting it with a variety of closed fist and opened hand strikes while also mixing in a few kicks as well. By the end of it Harry was left panting, bent over with his hands on his kness as sweat pouring off of him.

"You need a break, kid?" He heard his teacher say, Harry let out a small sort before he wiped some sweat off of his forehead.

"Why? You getting bored?" Harry laughed before he forced himself to start attacking the dummy again, once he was done he heard his teacher chuckle.

"Anyone ever tell you that you're a stubborn little bastard?

Scene 2:

"Well done, Harry," Professor Babbling smiled at him, "you might be the best student I've ever had in this subject."

"Thanks," Harry smiled back at her from on top of a chair that was hovering into the air thanks to a rune that Harry had inscribed. "so, you want me to put the chair back to normal?"

"Nah, leave it," Professor Babbling waved him off. "I'll use it as part of my demonstration for my next class."

"Cool," Harry dropped off the chair and dropped to the floor with a small grunt. "well, I'll be off then. See ya, Beth." Harry smiled at the use of a nickname that - as far as he was aware - only he could use, at least amongst the student population.

"Bye Harry," Professor Babbling nodded. "though please remember to come back to me before you try to experiment again."

"Seriously? Blow up one classroom and it gets held against you for the rest of your school career," Harry rolled his eyes. "I really don't see what the fuss is about, Snape's eyebrows grew back." Harry grinned before leaving the classroom and an amused professor behind.

Harry calmly walked down the halls of Hogwarts, seeming as calm as can be, though he was actually keeping an eye out. Years of experience at Hogwarts taught him to always keep an eye out while alone, he never knew when Malfoy and his gang would hide behind corners and start throwing spells. As Harry turned a corner he stopped and just narrowly avoided bumping into the person in front of him. Harry stiffined slightly as he came face to face with the Slytherin beauty Astoria Greengrass, she was a beautiful blue-eyed and blonde haired girl that was in the year below him. Good grades, rich family, great looks, basically out of his league.

"Um...hi," Harry said awkwardly. "sorry." He aplogized for almost bumping into her.

"It's alright," Astoria began. "I..."

"You should watch where you're going, Potter." A slytherin girl with Astoria glared at Harry before she looped an arm around Astoria's. "Come on, let's go before we catch something." She huffed before grabbing Astoria and pulling her away.

"Um...bye." Harry called out awkwardly as he watched Astoria go.

Scene 3:

"Well, this is quite awkward." Harry thought outloud.

"Indeed it is," Mr Greengrass agreed with a frown. "would you care to repeat yourself?"

"Well, like I said, I would like your permission to ask your youngest daughter out on a date." Said Harry.

"And why on Earth would I do that?" Mr Greengrass stared at him like he was a particularly annoying ant.

"Well, I'm fairly rich thanks to my inheritence," Harry began. "I do also have some political power from being the boy-who-lived and last of my family. Not to mention that my grades are excellent, I do plan to gain a mastery in runes and potions. I'm also..."

"A squib," Mr Greengrass interrupted. "I am not letting my daughter date a squib."

"Please sir, I just think that..."

"Mr Potter, do you realise that I have personally signed a marriage contract between her and Draco Malfoy?" Mr Greengrass raised an eyebrow. "Young Draco is a rich pureblood from a well respected family, what on Earth do you have over him?"

"I care for your daughter more than he does! Draco's an arorgant jerk who threatens to..."

"Enough, I am not letting you date my daughter. And that's final."

Scene 4

"Damn it," Harry rubbed at the bruise on his left arm as he rushed through the hallways, he had to get out of here before the death eaters caught him, the last thing he wanted to do was be caught by any of them. As Harry turned a corner he stumbled upon three death eaters, he acted quickly and tossed three rune stones at them. The first one stuck exploded in one death eaters face, the second stone electrocuted the next death eater and the third one sent the death eater flying into wall behind him, the death eater fell down and landed on the floor just as Harry pulled out a gun and shot him to make sure he stayed down.

Harry continued moving through the halls, occasinonally shooting down death eaters as he moved. He turned around one corner and was unfortunat enough to have his gun blasted out of his hand.

"Fuck!" Harry cursed before dropping to his knees to allow a killing curse to fly over his head. Harry flicked his arms and two ninja stars flew out from his sleeves and pierced into the death eater's stomach, Harry clenched his left fist and a bow appeared from the ring he wore on his finger. Harry pulled on the bowstring and an arrow appeared, Harry released it and allowed it to fly through the death eater. "Sorry, but not sorry." Harry shrugged before walking past the now dead death eater.