The power of movment

by jhhdk

What if Harry honed his power to teleport when he did it that first day in primary school? What if Harry didn't go to school in Hogwarts? What if Harry was brought to Hogwarts against his will by the Goblet of fire?

Starts when Harry apirated for the first time

That feeling if onley I could replicate it maybe i could free myself from the durslys remembering everything from before he tried felling a tingling within him he felt exited but he didnt move at all maybe there is something else to it i was falling so maybe i have to twist twisting and focusing on his school floor harry successfully aparated for the first time in his young life of 7 years fortunately or maybe unfortunately someone saw this this person was none other then harrys uncle Vernon dursly picking up dudley he took him right home and made sure to grab the belt so he could punish the boy for his freekishness finally the dratted boy walked in staring up at his uncle with a belt harry relised something was wrong panic overtaking his senses harry did the onley thing he could think of the escape this situation he twisted on the spot and aparated felling as if his lungs had compressed felling as if the world was presing into him harry's panic returned tenfold was he going to die in this spinning vortext of coler was blue going to be his last sight merifully the world stopped spinning and harry looked around the first thing he noticed was a sign saying welcome to turkey his thoughts summed up into one word was FUCK

Getting out of the airport he learned he was in a place called Istanbul harry having no idea what to do all the overwhelming emotions built up. He started crying sitting outside the airport crying having no clue what to do now thankfully someone saw him. He made there way over "Neden aliyun cuguk" Harry whipping his tears looked up and in a shaky voice asked sorry I didn't hear you could you please say that again the man looking at him tried again but in English why are you sad he said in broken english harry looking up with eyes thick with tears i dont want to talk about it sorry sir. That fine young boy the stranger replied again in broken English come let me get you some food and a nice warm bed how does that sound harry was scared to accept the help but also knowing he could hop[efully pop out of there if he needed to said yes taking the kind mans hand he got into the car and they were off

AN
The Turkish is all from my memory if it is wrong I am sorry chapter 2 will come soon