Chapter 2. Acclimating

Was this some kind of punishment for refusing that primordial being's offer? I wondered, trying to calm myself after nearly an hour of hyperventilating. My body felt different—smaller, younger. The door was locked from the outside, and the unpleasant smell of urine filled the cramped space. Was that urine mine, or did that being deliberately put me in urine up to torment me?

Was I in the universe of Harry Potter? Considering that Harry Potter had spent 10 dark long years sleeping in a cupboard where his perfectly normal aunt(who was super jealous of his mom and wanted to be abnormal) and his greedy obese uncle tormented him trying to beat the magic out of him trying to turn him normal. Seriously, how who would consider making a baby sleep in a cupboard, abusing him, and making him do all sorts of chores around the house as normal in 21st-century England?

Slowly but steadily the memories of this body started to assimilate with me. A flash of green light, looking jealously as his cousin got all sorts of love. Going to nursery class and seeing other parents coming to pick up their children and feeling hollow inside. Learning that his parents were dead in a car crash and he is an orphan. Learning to behave lest he be carted off to anorphanage where his life would be significantly worse

I had not absorbed Harry Potter into me. Somehow we had merged. His soul with me. Or just mind to mind. Because I could feel his shock as well. My parents were not dead. They were a witch and a wizard. I was a wizard. I knew my entire life now. I was going to be an auror when I grew up. I would have a wife and children. I will have friends something which I had never had before something Dudley had sure of. I felt shocked knowing how babies were made. I felt anger when I thought of my so-called relatives who had gaslighted me into thinking that I was a freak.

Slowly but steadily we became one. Suddenly, someone banged at the door 3-4 times.

"Get up quickly or you will have to go to school yourself" came a shrilling voice.

I immediately got outside the cupboard and faced a woman who was glaring at me.

"Boy, you have wet the bed again. You ingrateful freak, now come quickly and eat your breakfast. I will not let you miss school and suffer your presence in my house!" the whore said for calling her a woman will be an insult to women around the world.

I kept my mouth shut thinking how could someone be so evil. Did she hate her sister that much? In the books and movies, Lily Evans Potter had been described as a kind woman. Someone who chose to die rather than abandon her son. Was she so jealous of Lily Potter? Or did she hate me because I had magic and she did not? Perhaps she feared me because she knew the terrible things that a wizard could do. I could make her forget everything., transfigure her into a pig, or make her feel terrible pain that she would never recover from. Or Perhaps, she was worried that I would be a strain on her marriage and Vernon might leave her. Petunia never went to college nor did she have good grades in school. If Vernon divorced her, she would have to leave the lifestyle she had become accustomed to. It was hard to gauge why would she ever treat a boy like this.

Vernon was easy to figure out. He was the type of person who says that he hates nazis and yet would resemble a nazi the most. His parent must have raised him just like they were raising Dudley. Vernon had never learned that there may be consequences to his actions. He calls my kind a freak not because he fears them or because he is religious. He calls us a freak because we are different. In simple words, Vernon is like a Xenophobe whose paranoia has gone to anabnormal level.

While Petunia was blabbing her poison, I stayed quiet and glared at her with anger in my eyes. Petunia must have noticed something was different because she stopped blabbing and blinked noticing the anger in my eyes.

I immediatley went to the bathroom, got fresh, ate my breakfast, and went to sit in the car avoiding Vernon who kept glaring at me, and Dudley who kept taunting me saying that he would tell all the kids that I pissed myself. I would rather cut my tongue off than call Vernon "uncle" or Petunia "aunt" ever again.

Avoiding anyone in the school was easy enough since every kid was afraid of Dudley. Not that I blame other kids, any kid who was friendly to me would be bullied by Dudley. Even if a teacher caught Dudley bullying, there would be no repercussions since Petunia or Vernon would rather eat themselves than admit that their DiddyKin was wrong.

Why did the primordial drop me into this world instead of the Pokemon world since that was my preference? Was it just a game to him? If I had said yes to him, would he have kept me in my original world to be cruel to me? Did he drop me in this world to just have a laugh at me? Was he watching me even now? If I settle into this life, will he kidnap me again and just throw me into another world again?

I felt trapped but then I thought was this not something I have always dreamed of. To start my life from the beginning once again. 'No Point crying over spilled milk' I thought as I started thinking how to make something good of a bad situation.