In the World of Harry Potter as a Metamorphmagus and my own House inputted into the Harry Potter world. Unique magic to my House not originally in Harry Potter, And some powers from other places.

During the 1st Wizard War, many wizards died, including the famous James and Lily Potter. Their son Harry Potter survived and was hidden away to his muggle relatives family. But he wasn't the only boy that survived during those times.
 There was yet another boy, the one whose origin was unknown and he also got lost in the muggle world only to reappear as a young wizard who wanted to become the best flame wizard. Follow his journey into the Hogwarts and thereafter as he grows along side Harry, Harmione and Ron.

September 1st 1991
Third pov 

This was a moment all the first years have waited for as long as they remember, but no one waited longer than Harry Potter, after all since the first moment he remembers it was the thing he's been preparing for.
So you wouldn't be surprised if you were told that Harry woke up extremely early, actually, he didn't sleep at all last night, too bad it had nothing to do with excitement and more to do with the fact his parents were murdered, and he was going to meet their killer's child, at least if he is not mistaken about the killer's identity.
So at 6 AM, after a long night of occlumency and suppressing his feelings, Harry was more than ready to meet everyone with a smile.
He did his morning workout, Showered, made breakfast and after eating it he packed everything he owned in his expending suitcase except the vanishing cabinet and left the condo to the king cross station.
When he arrived there, he saw a curly  haired 11 years old who, if he had to guess, must have been Hermione Granger, for a moment he was happy to meet the person who's supposed to be one of his best friends, than he remembered a couple of problems:
1) he is not the original Harry, actually he is very different.
He doesn't like Quidditch (it makes no sense), he didn't live with the Durlsly since he was 5 and he already decided not to be Gryffindor as he wasn't sure if he could keep himself in check and not kill anyone *cough* Marcus *cough*. 
2) this wasn't canon, and until he figures out who's good and who is bad, he is not going to be friends with anyone 
3) Hermione was always a 'stick to the rules' person, or at least until halloween (AN: sneaking dragons and haxing friends as an eleven years old while before "we could get killed or worse, expelled"{best line in seven books}), and even later she was always pro Dumbledore, she would never agree with revenge, the one thing Harry wouldn't compromise about.
So that's why he waited 5 minutes after she walked through the wall, then moved towards the wall while putting a hat on so he wouldn't be mistaken as his brother.
It worked perfectly, after all even though they are similar he is taller, skinnier, wore a hat and most importantly, he came alone while everyone knew the boy who lived would be with his parents and lots of reporters. So Harry got to the first years section of the train, found a wagon with no one in it and decided, as there was about a hour and 15 minutes till the train hit the road to take a nap. After all, he didn't sleep last night.

45 minutes later 
Third pov 

While Harry was still sleeping, outside the train there was lots of touching goodbyes, but none looked more touching than the Potter family goodbye.
After all, it's not everyday that your little boy leaves you for a year, and there were reporters everywhere.
Everyone wanted an opportunity for a boy who lived exclusive, but the Potter family was aiming higher, they wanted a front stage, which is why they were waiting for Harry, because what says front page more than- 'The one you didn't know about, the sacrifice of the boy who lived's brother.'

25 minutes later 

'It's ridiculous' Is what everyone of the Potter family thought.'we can't wait any more, otherwise Marcus (I) would miss the train.' So they kissed, hugged and shade a tear one last time then Marcus, that never had friends as his parents were too afraid to let him out of the house without them, went and met his new followers (read as friends) for the first time.
The day later a story would be posted on the 'Daily Prophet' there would be an article about the Potter family- 'Loving or codependent? A look on the family of the boy who lived.' 
And that's how, accidentally, by coming early and taking a nap, Harry maneged to destroy a little bit of the Potter family,

You know the drill, I died and got wishes, than I replaced the main character and lived happily ever after... or at least that's what it is supposed to be like, so why, in instead of reincarnating in my favorite book I am stuck in this AU where I am not sure what's gonna happen? Good thing I love fan-fictions?
I don't own Harry Potter, if I did Harry would never have forgiven Ron in years four and seven and the cursed child would have never been written

I woke up and found myself in a compartment of a train. This place looks familiar for some reason. I feel anxious and worried what would be my first mission as I am not still prepared. 

[ First World: Harry Potter]

I scratched my head as i look at the System Notification. Damn it! We are already on a mission? I don't know how to act! Oh my God,  I watched Harry Potter Movies, but i already forgotten what happened to them. I wasn't a fan of Harry Potter. I hope that I would remember the plot! It would be better if the first mission is Anime. Since i am an enthusiast of Anime, Manga and Light Novels. 

[ Welcome, We have arrived into a World of Harry Potter. This is your first mission so I should give you some explanations. Do you want to hear it? ]

" yeah."

I agreed and a flash of information has appeared on my head. I felt a massive headache because of them. It freaking hurts and I think my brain would overload. 

[ Next time, you can talk inside your mind.]

The System has reminded before it turned quiet. I look at the information that i acquired from the System. My way of getting back home depends on the completion of the task and the impact that the character roles have made in the story. They would be given points. There was also deduction of points if I made certain error or punishment by the System. It was explained that i must follow the Role Faithfully or else i would be punish. An OOC isn't allowed. I would die or have my soul oblirated if i failed accomplishing my task and role in Three Worlds. Upon the Completion of my Mission on every world, i would be given a Random Skill. 

I frowned after digesting the information. I felt uncertain and scared. I wasn't good at acting! I hoped that i wouldn't be too OOC. 

[ You are freely to Choose your task. Since this is your first Mission you have a privilege to only choose one task. 

Please choose wisely. 

Tasks:

1. Survive. (Minimum of 5 years, Maximum of 10 years) 

Rewards: 10,000 points, Random 1st year spell

2. Become the Next Dark Lord ( Higher Rewards when it was completed in a shorter time) 

Rewards: 100, 000 points, All first year spells (No incantation required) 

3. Destroy Magic ( Erase all of the Wizards and Witches, Cultures, Magic Creatures and Items] 

Rewards: 1,000,000,000 points, All 1st to 7th year spells.         ] 

As i look at the task, I can't help but cursed inside my mind. It was obvious what would i choose! Is the System mocking my intelligence? Task 2 and 3 was instantly asking for Death. I have no plan to become an Evil Guy. Task One is the safest option even through it has the lowest reward. This was my first mission, It was alright if i choose the least risky task. Safety first and I'm not stupid! 
'I choose task 1'

I said in my mind. The System Notification has appeared again. 

[ You have chosen task 1. Please complete the task wholeheartedly. 

Your Current Role is to act as Ronald Weasley. Please perform very well. I am looking forward to your Performance.] 

' thanks?' 

I thanked the system but I feel uncertain. why did I suddenly have a foreboding ominous feeling? I hoped that it was just my illusion. I know that the System is heartless and evil. I hope that i would complete the task and move into the next world. I casually look on the window of the train, getting a good look of the face of the young Ronald Weasley. From his looks, Ronald Weasley is currently a first year. I frowned as i think how should i act as Ronald Weasley. It would also be hard getting used to this look. I have a previous black hair and black eyes not a red hair and blue eyes. I also don't have a freckles. 

'System, how should I act as Ronald Weasley?' 

[ I am only in charge of giving the task. I am not an Internet.] 

'f*ck you!' 

[ Do you want a Punishment, Servant?] 

'no.' 

I immediately rejected. The System is a Bastard! My dreams about a beautiful reincarnation or transmigration is ruined. It was different from those work of fictions or on how did i imagine my life would turn out to be. It was like that i was the Servant of the System instead of I being the Master. I decided to delve into my mind as i tried remembering the Harry Potter Movies and the important events and plot. 

Ronald Weasley was... One of the Golden Trio. He was one of the Main Characters. A Gryffindor and Harry's Best Friend. He likes to eat a lot and has a lot of Siblings. He has always have a hand me ins items. I frowned as i tried to remember. I can't really remember much anything other than that. I hope I would remember something useful later. 

What should i do? As i was feeling uncertain, i look around the compartment that has only me and the pet rat. I glance at the Rat with disdain. I don't like rats. I was more of a Cat Person. It would be alright if it was a Hamster. I should free this rat or give it back to Ronald's brother. 

After a while the Hogwart Express has been moving. I was bored in the Compartment. I was the only person in the compartment. Earlier, there are other children who have entered but after seeing that I was the only one here, they lost their interest. 

For the next hours, some things have happened. There was that Draco guy with his Sidekicks who have entered the Room. After seeing me, Draco has immediately turned hostile and started a Verbal Fight with his two sidekicks on his side supporting him. I was still wondering on how should i act. Since i was currently in a body of a kid, should I act as one? Kids were easy to provoke right? Draco was starting to get annoying. I decided to return the Insults to them. I teased the two sidekicks as 'Mindless Fools who keep following the Ferret'. Draco was angry that he was called a Ferret and stormed out of the Compartment closing the door with a resounding bang. His two sidekicks following after him. I chuckled and enjoyed the Silence that followed. 

The system have appeared after, praising that i did a job well done. I was still uncertain in how should i act but i gained a certain sense of security when i heard the system that i was doing well on my act. Even through I should be cautious and wary toward this Evil System. The Next interesting thing that happened was Hermione and Neville entering the compartment. She have askif i saw a toad. I shook my head. The two children left in disappointment and Neville looking sad and worried. I sighed as they left. I wanted to help them but i remembered that Ronald didn't left the Compartment. It may change some things. After that, things has started to become boring. There was no special thing that happened. I decided to sleep and ignored the feeling of wrongness that i felt earlier. 

Later, I have woken up when the train had arrived at the Hogwarts. I forgot to change into robes earlier but it was quickly taken care of as i wore it directly with the clothes earlier underneath them. I decided to left the Rat and Ronald's stuffs in the Train. I was certain that it would be taken care of by the House Elves. On the boat, i was with some random kids with Hagrid guiding them. I was unfamiliar with the children, they were probably some kind of extra. When we got out of the boat, some children has been discussing what things they need to do to get sorted.

" I think that we need to exorcise a Ghost!!" 

Yeah, that suggestion doesn't sound bad. We can probably do some ghost busters thing. 

"I want to be in Gryffindor!" 

Sadly the Sorting Hat would decide your future. Well good luck, with convincing the Hat. 

" They said we would go to Gryffindor if we find a Gryffin, Slytherin if we find snakes, Hufflepuff if we find squirrels and Ravenclaw if we find Ravens!"

" you're wrong! It's a Lion, Basilisk, Badgers and Eagles!" 

I shook my head when i heard their conversations. That was ridiculous, finding a basilisk? Then they would already be dead or petrified. 

'I believe that we need to kill a Troll.' 

I laughed internally when i remembered what have Ronald Weasley told to Harry Potter. He was tricked by his Brothers. I followed the other children when Professor McGonagall has ushered them to walk towards the Hall. Before that there was also Neville making a Scene of Finding Trevor. 

Sorting the Children, it is one of the most important events that would happen in Hogwarts. It would decide the Fate of the Characters in the Harry Potter Movie. I stopped walking. Someone has bumped into me. 

" Hey, why did you suddenly stopped?!" 

I ignored the angry child. I broke out into a cold sweat. Professor McGonagall had noticed i stopped. The other children look at me curiously. Ahh... How can I forget the most important thing?! 

" Is something wrong, Mr. Weasley?" 

" Nothing, Professor."

She ushered me to walk. I complied, following behind the first year children. As we arrived at the Hogwarts Hall, i was in awe of just like the other children. The difference between the movie and reality is huge. There were ghost passing around us. Through even i was appreciating the Hogwarts, i was wondering and panicking inside my mind. Where is the freaking Harry Potter?! I was such an Idiot for not noticing it earlier! 

Professor McGonagall has told us to line up. The Sorting Hat has started singing. I stared at it. It was creepy since it not just look old and dusty but it can also read your minds. 

'System, The Sorting hat can read people's mind.' 

[ Don't worry. I would block all of your inappropriate thoughts, Human.] 

' what did you mean by inappropriate thoughts?!' 

I shouted on my mind. What inappropriate?! Is it him or the System sounded like a bastard and become more insufferable and acting like a jerk? I watched the children get sorted as McGonagall has called them alphabetically. I was anxious and keep looking around the other children. Just where is Harry Potter right now?

I sighed as I didn't manage to find Harry. I give up and decided to continue watching the sorting ceremony. Granger and Longbottom was placed in the Gryffindor. The other children was also placed just like what happened in the Movie.

" Potter, Harry!" 

Professor McGonagall called. A few moments, the said person hasn't still appeared. I was now freaking panicking inside my mind. The Plot has already derailed when i didn't meet Harry in the compartment. This is the first mission, it should be easy right? 

' System, do you know what's wrong?' 

[The Protagonist was now walking towards the Sorting Hat.] 

Instead of answering, the system told that Harry Potter was now here. I look and the system has not lied. There, i spotted Harry Potter sitting at the seat calmly with the Sorting Hat on his head. 

We waited and the other Students started discussing when the sorting has already exceeded three minutes. I waited just like the other students. Finally, the sorting hat has opened it's mouth and called the name of the founder.

"SLYTHERIN!!" 

I think that my ears aren't working well.

This is a journey of an unfortunate high schooler who was dragged into a Ridiculous Situation by the System.

[Take it or Die.]

His life was at stake he have no choice but put up with the System. It sounded simple as first, do some task and act his Role as a character wholeheartedly but what the heck?!

He doesn't want to live in a Fanfiction!!


Warnings: Cliche things about the Fanfiction Fandoms

Note: English isn't my first language. Please expect that there would be wrong grammar, sentences and typos.

Slow pace story and the flow of story depends on my mood and inspiration. 

I'm just a newbie writer and this is the very first fanfiction that I've written here in web novel. I'm sorry if the Story is shitty and other things like that. If you're looking for a decent story, this isn't the Fanfiction for you. 

Suggestions on how to write a good fanfiction is welcome. I may ended up in the hospital if comments on how I suck on writing fanfiction continues. Well, it was painful for my heart to read but I will bear with writing and try to update everyday. 


Story clues:

Act 1: Harry Potter- 'Surviving' as Ron Weasley

Act 2: Naruto- I'm just an Oblivious Civilian.. I'm not seeing Naruto, Sakura and Sasuke so close together and so OP!

Act 3: High School Dxd- I don't care what happened... The hell why is there two Protagonist fighting for the Harem?! 

Act 4: Fairy Tail- Sorry I've never heard of you.. 
Act 5: Assassination Classroom + (spoiler crossover) - I thought that everything would happen like it was supposed to be but the system pulled a Mafia! 

Act 6: Swort Art- There was a Random NPC.. 

Act 7: Fate....

*** One day in Harry's school library, when Harry is 8.
Harry closed the lid on his latest book, another one from the fantasy genre. It was reasonably well written but the protagonist of the book made it through the entire story entirely on his good luck and a bunch of flukes.
From his own experience, Harry knew that luck had never been on his side. At that moment he decided that he wouldn't rely on luck to solve his problems but then came across the next dilemma.
How would he solve his problems?
The Dursleys' malnourishment of him meant that he wouldn't be becoming particularly strong anytime in the near future.
He had to become smart, beyond the norm and talk his way through life.
That would be the only way he could survive.
*** Privet Drive, when harry is 11
"Fetch the mail, boy." Vernon ordered Harry.
Harry silently went and retrieved the mail, flicking through all of the letters quickly, while walking back to the dining room.
He stopped dead in his tracks at the last letter.
Mr. Harry J Potter
Cupboard under the stairs, Privet Drive, Surrey
There was a letter for him! He had never received a letter before, and he knew that Vernon would never let him read it if he ever saw the letter.
On his way to the dining room, Harry slid the letter into his cupboard before reaching the breakfast table and giving the mail to Vernon and silently moving to clear the plates, which Vernon and Dudley had demolished, including the one piece of toast that Harry had.
Harry didn't bother protesting.
Vernon put down the mail with a satisfied grunt, "What took you so long, boy?"
"I slipped and dropped the mail." Harry lied with a straight face that showed regret.
Vernon sneered, "Shoulda expected it of a freak like you."
Harry nodded quickly and almost sprinted to his cupboard. When he was inside, he eagerly opened his letter.
Dear Mr. Potter,
You have been admitted into the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, please send you acceptance by owl, no later than the 30th of August this year. The first day of school will be on the 1st of September,
Yours,
Assistant Headmistress McGonagall
Below the letter was a list of ridiculous sounding books and things to buy.
Harry's heart sunk a bit, but he held some hope. He didn't know what an owl was, so he nicked a pound from Dudley and stole a sheet of a4 paper from Vernon and mailed an acceptance letter to 'Hogwarts'.
He had little hope that it was actually going to work, but sending a letter wouldn't hurt right?
In his letter he had included that he needed proof that magic existed.
*** Next Day
The Dursleys heard three sharp raps on their door, just after dinner.
"Open the door, boy."
Harry nodded and went to open the door, and saw an old woman standing outside in extremely old fashioned clothing.
"Hello, I'm Harry, who might you be?" Harry asked politely.
Minerva nodded, "I'm Professor McGonagall, Harry, it's my job to introduce muggle-borns and muggle-raised to the wizarding world."
At this she frowned, "Though it was expected that your aunt and uncle would already have explained the wizarding world to you."
Harry snorted inwardly and was about to answer when Vernon bellowed from the dining room.
"BOY, WHO'S AT THE DOOR!"
Minerva's lips thinned a bit at the derogatory tone in Vernon's voice.
Harry had to think fast, he couldn't lie because McGonagall would become suspicious, but telling the truth would risk the Dursleys throwing McGonagall out of the house altogether.
In the end he decided to tell the truth, "Somebody from a place named Hogwarts." Harry said softly, hoping for the best.
Vernon stormed into the room.
"Look here, I won't be paying for some fool to teach the freak magic tricks." Vernon snapped at McGonagall.
McGonagall's lips thinned some more.
"Mr. Potter will be attending Hogwarts no matter what a muggle like you thinks of it." She said back before ignoring Vernon completely.
McGonagall pointed her wand at a chair in the corner of the drawing room and levitated the chair.
"At Hogwarts, you will learn several branches of magic, including Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, Defence against the Dark Arts among others…"
McGonagall took a breath, "Let me also warn you that due to events that took place while you were a baby, you've become a somewhat famous personality in the wizarding world. Would it be convenient if I took you to Diagon Alley tomorrow?"
Harry smiled politely, "If you give me the directions and the money, I'm sure I could find my way myself."
McGonagall shook her head. "I'm afraid that muggle-raised are to be escorted to Diagon Alley on their first visit."
Harry cursed inwardly but smiled outwardly. "Then sure, we can go tomorrow afternoon, it is a Saturday."
As soon as McGonagall left, Harry was shouted at, kicked in the ribs and thrown into his cupboard in Vernon's fit of anger.
*** Next afternoon
McGonagall picked up Harry when she was supposed to, noticing but not commenting on Harry's very well hidden wince as he walked.
She gave him a cap to wear before they reached a dirty looking pub that everybody else in the vicinity seemed to ignore.
McGonagall led him through the pub, exchanging a few words with the bartender, Tom, before she took him out the back.
"To get into Diagon Alley, you need to swipe your wand, when you get it, along the bricks like this." McGonagall demonstrated and the wall moved aside to let them through into the bustling magical alley.
Harry stared around in barely concealed wonder. McGonagall hid a smile at his reaction.
"Our first stop will be the Wizarding Bank, Gringotts. Your parents left you their sizeable fortune. We will be making a withdrawal from your trust vault."
They walked up to the teller.
McGonagall nodded respectfully.
"What may I do for you?" the teller asked coolly.
"Mr. Potter would like to make a withdrawal from his trust vault."
The goblin nodded, "Key, please."
McGonagall provided the key, pulling it out of her purse.
The teller, 'Griphook', led them to a cart and belted them in, and sat at the front, as the cart took off at high speeds, falling and rising rather like a roller coaster.
Harry thought that it was designed that way to disorient passengers so that potential thieves couldn't find their way around the underground tunnels of Gringotts.
With a screeching halt they reached Harry's vault.
"You will have to wait outside, Professor." Griphook stated.
McGonagall nodded and waited in the cart.
Harry went inside the vault with the goblin and filled the pouch that McGonagall had given him to the brim with golden galleons, taking as much money as possible.
"McGonagall said this was a trust vault. Does that mean that I have a family vault too?" Harry asked, while filling his pouch with money.
"You do have the Potter family vault but you may not access it till you are 17 or emancipated by the ministry." Griphook stated emotionlessly.
Harry nodded and went back out with his pouch of galleons.
"That's more money than you will need." McGonagall stated.
Harry flashed her an innocent smile. "This way I don't have to come back to get my money for Christmas presents."
McGonagall nodded her acceptance. "Just don't waste it all on candy or anything like that."
"Yes Professor." Harry said.
The first place that McGonagall took Harry too was Madam Malkins, the clothing shop.
Harry inwardly wrinkled his nose at how impractical wizarding robes were but smiled politely and stood completely still while Malkin measured him and the boy standing next to him.
"Hogwarts too?" the blonde next to him asked.
"Yes." Harry said.
The Blonde extended a hand.
"Draco Malfoy."
"Harry."
"Named after the whole 'Potter craze' were you?" Draco asked.
Harry smiled sheepishly, "Yes."
'Potter craze? Am I that famous!?' Harry thought.
"What house do you think you'll be in?" Draco asked.
Harry hadn't heard about the houses yet, so he answered vaguely.
"Don't know yet, do we." Harry said, making his question sound rhetorical but still there, in case he was supposed to know.
"No, I suppose we don't, but I know I'll be in Slytherin." The blonde puffed out his chest self-importantly.
Draco finished first and his father walked into the store to pick him up.
Nobility, Harry noted, while Draco and his father walked off.
After the clothing shop, Harry was taken to the bookstore.
Harry smiled widely.
"I'll pick up your potions ingredients and you can pick up the books on your list." McGonagall said, before taking two galleons from him and bustling off as if she had done it a million times before.
Harry quickly picked up his school books before picking up a few on customs and traditions, some on Runes and Arithmancy and a few other texts he thought would be useful to keep himself ahead of the class. He also picked up some books that claimed to be about him.
McGonagall came to pick him up and muttered 'Ravenclaw' when she saw the pile of books that Harry had picked up.
Next, McGonagall took Harry to Ollivanders wand shop.
Harry didn't let himself look rattled by Ollivander's speech which left the creepy old man looking somewhat disappointed.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, I've been expecting you. I'm sorry to say that I sold the wand that did that."
Ollivander reached out a hand and touched Harry's scar. Harry had to work hard to not flinch at Ollivander's touch.
After a long line of wands, Harry finally found one that responded to him.
"Aah! SO curious, very curious." Ollivander commented.
"What is?" Harry asked.
"The phoenix that gave the feather for this wand also gave the feather for the wand of you-know-who!"
Harry looked slightly confused. "Who?"
"The man who killed your parents," McGonagall whispered.
"Oh." Harry didn't know how to respond.
He numbly paid the 7 galleons, thinking about this you-know-who fellow.
McGonagall handed him a cage.
"Here, I bought you something for your birthday."
It was a snowy owl.
"Thank you!" Harry responded.
McGonagall almost smiled. "What will you name it?"
"Hedwig."
*** Hogwarts Express
McGonagall had explained how to get to the Hogwarts Express, Harry managed to wheedle Vernon to take him to Kings Cross at the threat of the 'freaks' showing up again.
He had arrived early and picked an empty cabin.
A red-headed boy opened the door to his cabin.
"Can I sit here, everywhere else is full."
"Sure." Harry smiled back.
"Hi, I'm Ron, Ron Weasley."
"Harry."
"Blimey! Are you Harry Potter!"
Seeing no way out other than outright lying, Harry nodded, already taking a dislike to the redhead.
"Yes."
"Are you really!"
"That is what I just said."
"Do you remember that night!?" Ron asked excitedly, irritating Harry some more.
He had read the book about what had happened. Apparently, the dark wizard Voldemort had shot a killing curse at him but it had been reflected back onto Voldemort and killed him instead, and Harry had been hailed as the savior of the wizarding world, personally, Harry found the story laughable. Obviously, it had been his parents who had done something. With his extremely rudimentary knowledge of runes, he knew that it was very easily possible to reflect the killing curse as long as there was an equal powering source, in this case, the taking of one soul, which considering both his parents died before him was quite possible yet all of the rune experts of the wizarding world were clueless about the possibility. Harry had vowed to do more research into runes and such.
Harry politely said that he didn't remember anything as he was but a baby at the time and the awkward silence returned.
A bushy-haired girl burst into their cabin, interrupting Harry's musing.
"Have you seen a toad, Neville's lost one." She said in a rush.
"No, but you could ask one of the older students to summon the toad," Harry suggested.
Harry had practiced a lot of spells but the summoning spell was 4th year, and quite a bit further than he had tried, though he knew the incantation.
"Oh, I didn't think of that, thanks!" the girl said and left.
"Mental, that one," Ron said rudely.
"She was only helping this Neville fellow," Harry defended her, lightly.
"Probably Neville Longbottom, the squib." Ron snorted unattractively.
Harry frowned slightly, "If Neville were a squib, he wouldn't be on the Express going to a school of Wizardry."
Ron rolled his eyes.
Harry found himself quite disliking Ron and his rude tendency to talk shit about people he didn't know.
Harry pulled out his book and started reading.
"Why're you reading?" Ron asked incredulously.
Harry looked over his book.
"To gain knowledge," Harry said, politely.
"But! But! You're Harry Potter, you can't be bookish!" Ron almost shouted.
Harry's expression hardened a bit and he looked back at his book.
He really didn't like the redhead's attitude toward books.
*** Hogwarts
With the rest of the students, Harry took the boats to Hogwarts.
He nodded politely at McGonagall while she was giving her 'House is family' speech.
He ignored Ron's exclamation that they would have to fight a troll.
He clapped after the hat's song and waited his turn, not showing any of the nervousness he was feeling about the sorting.
"Potter, Harry." Called out McGonagall.
Harry stepped forward confidently and walked up to the podium, ignoring Draco's 'you didn't tell me you were the Harry Potter!'
Harry sat on the stool and let the hat be put on his head, feeling nervous. He really disliked the idea of the hat being able to see all his memories.
"Oh ho, what do we have here! You'd be an amazing Slytherin…" the hat spoke in his head.
Harry agreed, personally, but he couldn't let himself be perceived as a 'filthy snake' by the rest of the school.
"You do know that that is even more reason to put you in Slytherin." The Hat sounded amused.
"I will be in Gryffindor." Harry thought back.
"Very well…" The hat sighed, "If you must, then, GRYFFINDOR!" the last word was shouted out.
Harry took off the hat and headed to the table which was dressed up in red and had two more red-heads shouting about how they got Potter and noted that Draco was looking disappointed at his sorted and a little disgusted.
Harry sat down next to Hermione, the bushy-haired girl from the train, who started rattling off what the books said about Harry.
Harry smiled lightly. "The books about me are all false."
Hermione looked almost comically enraged. "But books are always right!" she shouted.
Harry smiled. "Who was there to witness what actually happened that night."
Hermione frowned and fell into the trap, "You and Voldemort."
Harry inwardly laughed at all the flinches that people gave at the Dark Lord's name.
"I can assure you that I've never given an interview and Voldemort is dead, so where does your book get its facts from?"
Hermione looked extremely stunned.
"I-I…"
Harry smiled lightly at her, "Just something to think about."
*** Next Day
Harry woke up early at 5 am, and had a quick bath before returning and reading some more, practicing some late 1st year spells till 6:30-ish when some other boys in the dorm started to stir.
Harry headed down to breakfast early and had a quick and light breakfast before taking out his book on an art known as Occlumency and started reading.
He received his timetable, along with incredulous books from Ron, for reading a book and he went to his first class, Transfiguration with McGonagall.
He got to class, barely on time and waited for McGonagall to arrive before noticing a cat next to McGonagall's table and remembered that she was a cat animagus.
Harry winked at the cat, who stared at Harry.
Ron and another boy from Harry's dorm, Seamus, landed up late for class.
McGonagall transformed from the cat into herself and got a few screams and surprised looks.
She lectured them for a while before giving them a matchstick and telling them the incantation to turn it into a needle.
Harry took and deep breath and performed the transfiguration, pushing his magic into his wand, magnifying it and saying the incantation and imagining the needle he wanted, intricate and silver.
It took a long second, but the matchstick turned into a needle with a soft pop.
McGonagall swept over to Harry.
"5 points to Gryffindor, Mr. Potter, amazing needle, first try too! 5 more points because of the intricacy."
McGonagall just got back to the front of the class, as Hermione managed to finish her transfiguration.
"Ms. Granger's done it too! 5 more points to Gryffindor." McGonagall said pleased that 2 people had completed the complex transfiguration in such quick succession.
Harry worked on trying to make his transfiguration more intricate. He tried to engrave a pattern into his needle and managed, though he began to start sweating.
McGonagall picked up the engraved needle, admiring the pretty if simple pattern on the small needle.
"Good job, Mr. Potter, but remember not to exhaust yourself."

"From his own experience, Harry knew that luck had never been on his side. At that moment he decided that he wouldn't rely on luck to solve his problems, he had to become smart, beyond the norm and talk his way through life. That's the only way he could survive." 

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"Should we go? Ginny's down there!" It was Harry's voice.
Ah, I must be having a vision of the altered future.
Alex could see everything clearly now. It was Ron and Harry standing over the open entrance to the chamber in Myrtle's bathroom.
Ron spoke, "You remember what Alex said, a Basilisk is down there!"
"Yeah, but she said I defeated it. We can't wait anymore Ginny is down there, dying!"
Ron hesitated.
Shit.
A look of horror dawned on Alex's face as she realized what her reveal caused. Before they didn't truly know about the basilisk. They had a clue from Hermione but what if Alex's involvement changed Hermione's curiosity and ability to find out the truth. The Harry Potter story plot is fragile and based on a series of delicate accidents. Alex may have revealed the ending but the courage to fight along the journey slacked because they knew how it would end. They found out that everything turned out fine and they were heroes. They must have figured that the ending was set in stone so they put no real effort into their search.
Ron looked guilty. But he still hesitated, he muttered harshly under his breath, "Bloody basilisk down there!"
Harry finally looked determined, he gave Ron one last pleading look. They seemed to share the same thought because Harry jumped in and right on his tail was Ron.
Alex's vision swirled and changed. She was watching Harry and Ron crying over a corpse. Ginny's corpse. She lay dead at their feet. Harry looked over to the journal on his left and a young Tom Riddle who was laughing at them. Harry stood and ran towards the dead basilisk. He grabbed a tooth and stabbed the journal. Just like the story should be. Except, because of the boy's hesitation. Because of Alex telling them the truth. Ginny was now dead. Alex felt tears slide down her cheeks and she closed her eyes.
She opened them to find herself in her dorm. Her hair was sticking to the sides of her face with sweat. She sat up and saw the sun just barely over the horizon.
"What cowards. I've really fucked the timeline, and this time it cost Ginny's life."
Alex noticed her roommates were still asleep so she decided to take her shower before they could interrupt her, or run away in fear.
After taking a shower she put on her pants and tucked in her shirt. She left her new Slytherin loose around her neck. She wouldn't get in trouble but a strict teacher would yell at her to tighten it back in her old world. Thinking back to her old life she had a new resolve. She had to save every life she could possibly save, so people wouldn't have to suffer painful deaths as she and her brother had.
She grabbed her school bag and walked out of her dorm room. Nobody was in the common room so she didn't have to interact with anyone. She got out into the dungeon hallway.
Alex had a destination. She had a goal now. She was headed towards the Griffindor tower to scold Ron and Harry. She passed a few students who decided that the floor looked more interesting than watching where they were going, so she witnessed some students walking straight into walls.
She passed a first-year Griffindor student with a black eye being supported by two other students with busted lips and red cheeks. Those students ran away from her in fright. There must have been a fight in the common room, she could hear the commotion from outside the painting. Another two students with messed up clothes and black eyes rushed out the painting not even bothering that Alexis entered right after they left.
What she saw surprised her. Her brother standing over another student with Harry Potter holding him back so he couldn't hit the student again. Peter looked furious. Alexis knew the argument must have started over her, otherwise, he wouldn't be so angry.
Nobody noticed her entrance so she hid behind some students watching. The kid on the floor shouted, "You both are bloody cursed! You're evil! You shouldn't even be in Griffindor! You belong in the dungeons with the snakes and that wretched sister of yours!" After he said that Peter broke out of Harry's hold and started beating the boy's face. Alex stepped forward and the students she hid behind coward away from her at the sight of her white hair. She passed Harry and gave him a nod of thanks. He stepped back.
Peter was still beating on the boy until now but Alex placed a hand on his shoulder. Peter immediately stopped. He looked over his shoulder and saw his sister. He stood up and kicked the boy away. Peter and Alex were the same height so when they looked at each other their eyes locked.
'Stop hurting people based on their small words. They can't hurt us.' Peter read my thoughts again. He nodded and fixed his sleeves that he had previously rolled up. Harry handed him his bag and Peter and Ginny left the common room together. I stopped Harry from following him. Naturally, Ron stayed with Harry.
Some students in the common room were waiting for more action but were disappointed when they saw Harry and I get along well. The common room was soon empty.
"Boys, I need to speak with you about a change in the timeline."
At the mention of the timeline, they both stiffened.
"Ginny dies."
"What!" They both yelled at the same time.
"Hear me out," They stopped talking, "You boys knew what was in the chamber this time so you hesitated to jump in. This hesitation was the last bit of time that let Ginny slip away."
"So because we hesitated, Ginny died." Harry was dumbstruck. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that he hesitated. That wasn't Griffindor of him at all.
Ron looked pale again. The thought of losing his baby sister was unbearable for him. He looked determined to change his sister's fate.
Alex interrupted their thoughts, "I've decided to help you take down the basilisk."
"How? It's not like there's a book for how to fight basilisks. Is there?"
"No there isn't unless you want to count Gilderoy Lockhart's fake books then no. I want to enchant a weapon that will aim for certain parts of the basilisk so I can blind in first. I'm thinking of a bow and a set of arrows. I need to know what weapons you boys think you can handle. So I can make you some suitable equipment."
Harry answered for Ron and himself, "We should both be able to use our wands, thanks though."
"Suit yourselves." I shrugged. It's not like I'm going to let them die, they just won't be much help in the fight.
"That's extremely difficult! You're just a first-year how can you know how to enchant anything?!" Ron seemed unable to believe Alex's claims that she could make a suitable weapon for fighting the basilisk.
"I think you forget who you're talking to Ronald. I'll see you boys, later. Oh, and thank you Harry for trying to help my brother."
"No problem."
I left their common room and headed to the library to look for Hermione. Alex wanted to ask her if she knew any books or a section of the library dedicated to researching different weapon enchantments. Although Grindelwald taught her a lot about enchantments they were most deadly and aimed to kill humans. She needs enchantments to kill a basilisk.
She spotted Hermione at a table surrounded by books on Herbology.
"Hermione."
"Huh? Oh, Alexis. Nice to see you here. Do you need anything? Books?"
"Yes, actually I need to know if there's a book here about enchanting weapons. And if there's anything here about killing a basilisk. I've decided to help you, Harry, and Ron to kill the beast."
"Oh. I was going to research basilisks but when you told us we end up winning I stopped. The section for snake research is over there and right next to it are a few books on weapon and armor enchantment. Have you decided you use an enchanted weapon to kill the snake?"
"Yes. Thank you, Hermione. I'll be going now."
We waved bye to each other and separated. The sections she pointed to were in a dark corner of the library and tinted window was the only source of light. I had an hour to kill before my first class so I sat at the window seat and grabbed a book on how to kill different snakes. There wasn't a mention of how to kill a basilisk, just to avoid getting into contact with them.
I read for the rest of the hour. I left the book on the shelve and headed toward the great hall to get my timetable.


Monday:
1st hour - Transfiguration with Hufflepuff
2nd hour - Herbology with Ravenclaw
Lunch
3rd hour - History of Magic with Ravenclaw
4th hour - Free


Tuesday:
1st hour - Flying
2nd hour - Charms with Griffindor
Lunch
3rd hour - Defense Against the Dark Arts with Ravenclaw
4th hour - Potions with Griffindor


Wednesday:
1st hour - Transfiguration with Hufflepuff
2nd hour - Herbology with Ravenclaw
Lunch
3rd hour - History of Magic with Ravenclaw
4th hour - Free
Midnight - Astronomy


Thursday:
1st hour - Flying
2nd hour - Charms with Griffindor
Lunch
3rd hour - Defense Against the Dark Arts with Ravenclaw
4th hour - Potions with Griffindor


Friday:
1st hour - Transfiguration with Hufflepuff
2nd hour - Herbology with Ravenclaw
Lunch
3rd hour - History of Magic with Ravenclaw
4th hour - Free


Alex headed towards charms for her first class. She was able to avoid the crowds this morning but she wasn't sure she would fend off the spotlight during her classes.

After Gellert Grindelwald’s defeat, his bases were all ransacked. All but one. His own private mansion, location is only known to him. In the basement of said house, Gellert’s secret lab. Two children staying there had all been experimentally infused with different bloodlines. Peter Grindelwald - Metamorphmagus, and Legilimency. Alexis Grindelwald - Metamorphmagus, and Seer. Twins who died in 2018, murdered by their parents. Get transported in the bodies of the two Grindelwald children.

As I was on my way back to the Dursleys, I felt the gentle breeze and setting suns' warmth on my skin, and marveled at how nice it felt, I seldom remember to appreciate the small pleasures of life.

Arriving back to the Dursleys and opening the front door I saw that something wasn't right, as aunt petunia was almost panicking and mumbling something about what would the neighbors think.

So I closed the front door and went to the cupboard and took off the necklace and hid it under the small bed after I went to the living room, immediately as they saw me aunt petunias face contorted into a scowl and Vernon went red in the face with rage, but for some reason didn't do anything to me, that was unusual because when his face is that red I usually got a brutal beating, then I heard my aunts shrill voice.

"Useless good for nothing freak, where have you been? Never mind I don't care. From tomorrow you will go to school with Dudley, and I don't want to hear that you caused trouble. Do you understand me?!"
I replied in a weak voice "Yes aunt petunia"
"Here are your school supplies and new clothes, I don't want you embarrassing us, now go back to your room and remember tomorrow don't be late for school"
"Yes aunt petunia"
I went to my cupboard and put on my necklace again, and went through my books, and the clothes that I got.
The books are worn and it can be seen that they were bought in a used books shop, and the clothes are Dudley's castoffs but in a little better condition. Well, whatever, I should get some sleep tomorrow I'm going to have a busy day.
The next morning I woke up and got prepared for school, going outside I breathed in the crisp morning air, as I left Dursleys home I didn't want to be noticed by them and Only halfway to school did I put the necklace in the grove.

Standing outside the school door I looked up at the concrete building with three floors, and besides, it has a yard with a soccer field. 

"Well here goes nothing" I take a breath and step forward and into the school. As I walk through the hallway I saw a few students, and ask them where I could find the principal's office, and they direct me to the third floor. I reach the third floor and knock on the door, I hear some shuffling and then an older voice answers "Yes, come in" I open the door and saw an older man sitting behind a desk. I then tell him my reason for being here "Sir this is my first day at school my name is Harry Potter" I don't try explaining to him why I didn't start school with the rest of the children on September 1st it would be meaningless because he's either going to be obliviated or won't believe me and is going to label me a liar.
"Ah yes I remember," he said with a thoughtful expression on his face, "please wait a minute, Mr. Potter, I'm going to find a Teacher and let her guide you to your classroom " I thank the principal and go outside his office to wait for the teacher, in a few minutes I saw a teacher walking down the hallway and she stopped in front me and asked, "are you, Mr. Potter?" I answer with "yes mam" and she instructs me to follow her, after a few stairs and turns we reach a classroom, before going in she turns toward me and instructs me "Mr. Potter when we go in, you are to stand in front of the class and introduce yourself after I will tell you where you should sit." I immediately reply "I understand mam"
Then she opens the door and walks in I follow her and stop in front of the class and hear her say "Class quiet down" after a few seconds there is quiet in the classroom she continues "class we have a late arrival, for personal reasons he couldn't start with the rest of you on September 1st, Mr. Potter please introduce yourself" after she said that I looked toward the class and said "Hi my name is Harry Potter" I think that will be enough, either way, Dudley's going to scare the kids away from me by beating them up with his gang.

After my introduction, the teacher indicated to a seat in the third row, and I complied. After she started teaching English where we would be learning our letters.
'Well this is going to be boring and a colossal waste of time' I thought to myself but pretended to listen to what the teacher was saying.

And this is how my school life began, the first week a few kids tried to be friends with me, I didn't push them away it was a little awkward acting like a kid but I managed somehow, but it didn't last. Just as predicted Dudley saw that I was making friends and started bullying them, after that the rest of the kids left me alone. He also wanted to start a game which he called Harry hunting, but I didn't give him the chance, during lunch in school I was in the library, on the way home I wore the necklace and he couldn't find me.

So this is how I spent my school days, I didn't limit my knowledge and showed that I know the material but nothing more. But to tell you the truth it was lonely.
So by trying to find a distraction, I finished cultivating the darkness element to 10% by the end of the week, after that the only noteworthy thing that happened, is that I managed to befriend a full-blooded kneazle. And besides that, I slowly expanded my grove by meditation and absorbing the produced elemental seeds, surprisingly the runic formations can produce 2 to 3 seeds a day and I'm quite happy with the results, now it's around November and my groves size is around 20km in radius.

Reincarnated in the Potter AU as Harry Potter with Laylin Farlier's AI chip from the Warlock of the Magus World and with all the data from the future of the World Seed novel series with a few extras let's see what happens...

I'm using this story as a sandbox and my writing practice.
This story contains descriptive sex scenes, the mating and breeding of animals, magical animals and may contain Beastiality. 

There is a reason why the Warning Notice is set to RESTRICTED.
Read at your own risk You Have been Warned!

** Note English is not my native language and This is my first writing attempt.
Thank you for reading

The next day.

Dumbledore smiled as he saw the 1st years eating their breakfast from his chair in the middle of the table.

It always warmed his heart to see new witches and wizards enter the magical world.

Especially the muggleborns who are always so fascinated by all the magical things around them.

"Albus. Did you had that talk with Mr Potter?" Minerva suddenly asked from his left and he was reminded of the plans he and the other staff members had created for young Harry.

"No Mivera. I was planning and having a talk with him today." He replied with a genuine smile toward his friend.

"Shouldn't we have informed Mr Potter about his new living area yesterday?" she asked.

"We should have but the boy seemed very tired from all the attention everyone was giving him so I decided to let him rest for the time being."

"I see. I think it would have been prudent to inform him as soon as possible but if he did seemed tired at that time. Regardless Albus, you should tell him about it as soon as possible." She said and he gave her a nod, his hand reaching for the flagon filled with pumpkin juice kept outside his reach when he felt the Phone vibrate inside his pocket.

The chattering in the great hall instantly went down and he could tell that he was not the only one who had received the memory.

He felt a foreboding in his heart as the students stopped eating and took out their Phones in order to watch the memory instead.

The last time this happened, one of the Aurors was shown threatening Harry Potter in the middle of Diagon Alley.

He didn't want to think what this memory would be about but someone of his position could not remain ignorant of things going around in his school.

So he took out the Phone from his pocket and played the memory that everyone else was watching.

"Hello. This is a memory for parents who sent their children to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Hogwarts is a magical school and non magical people are generally not allowed to enter the school. So most non magical parents never learn anything about the school except from their own children when they come back home during winter or summer holidays."

"It takes a huge amount of trust for any parent to send their child to the school without knowing anything about the school."

"So this memory shows a small segment of their first day in Hogwarts."

With that, the scene changed and this time, instead of Harry Potter's face, they saw the inside of the Hogwarts express in which children were excitedly chatting with each other and a few were even performing some low level magical spells with their wands.

"It takes 6-8 hours for the Hogwarts express to reach Hogwarts." Harry's calm and gentle voice could be heard as the memory continued to play.

Dumbledore wondered how Harry was able to create a memory like this.

He had never studied the charms and runes used in a pensieve in a lot of detail even if he used that device a lot of times.

But even he had no idea how Harry could simply merge the different memories like that. And to merge his voice in the background on top of that was just like icing in a cake.

He had a feeling that if he tried to do something like this, then it would probably take him a few weeks or maybe a few months of time but he doubted that the boy had so much time on his hands because of the new company he just opened.

The boy was truly a terrifying genius and he shuddered to think what would happen to the magical world if the boy ever went dark like Voldemort.

The memory continued to play as the scene changed from Hogwarts Express to the four children boats where the kids saw Hogwarts' grand illuminated form from the lake.

It was a truly beautiful sight and to see it once again like this brought back memories from his own childhood.

The memory then changed once again and this time, it was the memory of the sorting.

It was not the whole sorting as there were quite a few instances where the hat waited for almost a whole minutes before announcing the house.

In the memory, those long waits were not shown and it only showed the parts were hat the put on the child's head after which the hat called out the name of the house and the child joyfully joined his house as the housemates clapped for the new addition to their house.

The memory then moved on to show the feast and ended with all the students going with their respective house prefects.

The memory ended once all the students left the great hall and he looked up to see that all the students were now looking in the direction of Ravenclaw table, trying to find the elusive Harry Potter who had created such a beautiful memory and shared it with their parents who would not worry about their children as much now that they knew more about Hogwarts.

But unfortunately, Harry Potter was not present in the Ravenclaw table.

He was not very surprised with this. Harry must have realized that once the memory ended, all the students would try to thank him so he must have skipped the breakfast altogether.

Dumbledore looked at this own breakfast and sighed.

The food had already gone cold but thankfully, he had already eaten his fill so he won't go hungry through out the day.

With that, he rose up from the table and sent the kids to their classrooms.

He, on the other hand, went in search for young Harry.

Even though this memory was very good, he didn't want young Harry to show other parts of Hogwarts castle without his express permission.

Plus, he had to tell the boy about his new lodgings so this would be like hitting two targets with a single arrow for him.

Disclaimer- Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling.


Transmigration into Harry Potter world as Harry, hell yeah. There’s so much to explore in magic that other’s never did.

Dumbledrore?
Fuck him.

Canon Plot?
Fuck that too.

Voldemort?
Hmm… how to best make use of that dumb cunt who turned me into his living horcrux.

Ah… and there are a few girls in here that I always fancied so tagging them along is just a natural thing to do. Not too many. Just two or three would be best.

Now that I’m here, I’ll carve my own path for the future and if I fuck up everyone else’s life in the process. Who cares?



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Anything can be bound. Anything can be sealed. Anything can be restricted. Only time will tell how long these will last. A rewrite from my original Book 1 of the Gamer Series.

This is also on Fanfiction.net, same name and everything. The author is the same, but with Web novel limiting the word count, so I had to make it similar to my fanfic's username. 

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AND DONE! The 4th of July, 2020 is when this fanfic is completed!

*BBC News Channel*

"Hello U.K. I am Barbara Scott and I will be giving you the latest news on the story behind the Dursley Family of Surrey. On the outside this family was reported to be a perfectly normal household. Neighbors had nothing bad to say about the family at least all but one of the family."

"You couldn't meet nicer people. Petunia's garden won the Regional Best Garden Reward for 5 years in a row. They recently got back from a trip of sorts and I saw that they no longer had that delinquent of a nephew with them. Good riddance. The boy was nothing but trouble." Said one neighbor who now request to go unnamed

"Now that was an interesting interview but let's look at this delinquent nephew of theirs. Harry Potter, orphan who lost his parents due to drunk driving, was left with his mothers sister after his mothers death when he was only 15 months old. Neighbors report that he was always a troublesome child. that they could tell from his 'shifty eyes and twitchy fingers'."

"Petunia took in the child out of the goodness in her heart. She already had one child to look after and then another being dumped on her just because her sister and her husband were drunks. Hmph I wouldn't have blamed her if she took him to an orphanage but no Petunia is too nice for that. They weren't even receiving any money to support the boy. What was her reward? A boy always causing trouble, always stealing things, and always bullying Dudley" A member of the Surrey Book Club says who also wishes to now remain nameless.

"After an interview with the schools staff it is reported that Harry was a liar, thief and bully."

"We constantly had to get onto him for stealing things from other children not to mention the injuries he caused to others. His grades as well showed he had no interest in the school work. If it wasn't for Vernon talking to us he would have been expelled." Said one teacher

"I once did a house call to the Dursleys. Their nephew had bruises and accused his Uncle and Cousin for the injuries. But a different story was confirmed by the Dursleys. Apparently it wasn't the first time he would injure himself and tell others he was being abused to get attention." The school nurse reports.

"No one had anything bad to say about the Dursleys but plenty to say about their nephew. But is that all what really happened? Recent findings brought to light paint a rather different picture. Twenty Seven children reportedly bullied in young Harry's class. Twelve of which he is accused of injuring personally but after talks with the children we found out something different"

"I walked into class and found Dudley stealing from Brenda's purse. I wanted to report him but him and his friends threatened to hurt me and I was scared. Later in class Brenda told said her purse was missing and it was found in Harry's desk only the money was gone. Harry got in trouble and I saw Dudley and his gang laughing about it." One student reported

"I tried to be friends with Harry I really did but Dudley and his gang started bullying me a lot. They kept telling me I shouldn't be friends with a freak like him and the only way they would stop is if I stopped trying to be his friend. I wasn't the only kid who they bullied to stay away from Harry." Another student reports.

"Dudley and his gang hit me and then told me I would have to blame Harry for it or else they would break my finger the next day. I'm so sorry Harry" A student says through her tears.

"That is some of what was reported from students in Harry's School. Was Harry really a delinquent? An anonymous tip to our police showed crimes of Vernon and Petunia Dursley. Vernon Dursley had been embezzling money from his workplace, Grunnings Drill Corporation, for near a decade. Estimated numbers of the theft go up to half a million pounds. But this isn't all as it was found that Mr. Dursley was also lining his pockets selling secrets to their competitors. Mr. Dursley was sentenced to 15 years for this alone but that is not included the time he has to serve for a crime we shall get to shortly."

"We received an tip of the greatest crime one could commit against our Queen, Treason." Says one Timothy McGee of MI6. "We take these reports very seriously and had a warrant out as fast as we could. What we found was even worse than what we thought"

"Officers report to searching the household of #4 Privet Drive. They made shocking discoveries. One such discovery was the cupboard under the stairs. Inside caked blood was on a small mattress along with mildew and mold on the walls. This was Harry Potter's bedroom. A shocking report to such a normal and nice family. Though of course not as the skeletons in this families closet continue to grow. An account under the name Lily Evans was found on Petunias computer, Lily Evans was the maiden name of her deceased sister. The account linked up to an anonymous account in China. Reports show lucrative amounts of money being exchanged between the Chinese account to the Lily Evans one and money from the Lily Evans account would be transferred into Vernon Dursleys bank account. Along with a few encrypted files showing routes of our navy, classified designs for our artillery, and even code to by pass our systems."

"Let's stop and talk about Lily Evans for a moment. Lily Evans married James Potter in 1979. James Potter was the son of Sir Charlus Potter who was Knighted for services to the Queen in WW2.  Now Vernon and Petunia told their neighbors that Lily and her husband died from drunk driving but evidence shows there were no cases of drunk driving the night they were reported to die. In depth reports actually show that James and Lily were killed by terrorist on October 31, 1981. James Potter living up to his fathers legacy was helping fight these terrorist. Harry was left orphaned and found on Dursley's doorstep on November 1st 1981. The account for Lily Evans was made 6 months after Lily Potter's confirmed death."

"Bank transfers show that Petunia and her Husband were recieving 1000 pounds a month from the Potter bank account for Harry's upbringing, which proves the allegations that they received no monetary aid false. The diary entry's found were disturbing to say the least and of course further cemented that this family's normal and nice household was anything but. Entry's show that from age four Harry had to start doing the chores around the house, not some but all. At five he was made to cook and tend to the garden as well."

"Vernon didn't get the promotion today. Has to be that Freaks fault! Vernon is the best worker they have of course he should have gotten that promotion! Him and his freakiness has been the bane of this family ever since we took him in. The only thing that makes us accept him even marginally acceptable is the money we receive to spend on my little Duddlikins~ He is such a good boy teaching that freak his place. After messing up my husbands promotion he doesn't deserve to eat for a few days. Maybe that will finally get him to stop being such a burden!" One entry of Petunias Diary.

"Even the family not in the house have had dark ties come to light. Marge Dursley, a respectable and upstanding citizen as acclaimed by her neighbors, was found to own an Illegal breeding farm for bulldogs and running a dog fighting ring. Her dog Ripper had to be put down due to his aggressive nature that Mrs. Marge Dursley installed into him."

"We found her 'training' her dog ripper to attack small dolls in the shape of what we confirmed was Harry Potter. The dog then proceeded to attack the closest officer while Mrs. Dursley tried to escape." Said one officer involved in the raid

"Our very own Amanda Prince stepped forward with hospital records for one Harry Potter who she admits to having in her home since his Birthday July 31's. Here is her statement."

"Most don't know but James Potter is my son Alexanders Father. I knew he had another son but I had assumed he died during that attack so long ago. Imagine my surprise when the special boarding school Alex got accepted to also had the name for Harry Potter on it's list. Of course I had to meet him but what me and son found was disturbing. Years of abuse had whittled down on the young boy to the point he believed he was a freak and deserved all the treatment his aunt and uncle, if you can even call those monsters that, gave him."

"When asked why she didn't step forward sooner she had this to say"

"Me and my son are in the public eye as it is. If we came forward sooner to report this then Harry would have been relentlessly manhandled and harassed by reporters. He was so fragile at the time I knew I couldn't submit him to that. I hired the best medical help for him and I, and Alex, gave him as much positive reinforcement as we could. Alex absolutely adores his new brother. I almost cried when I heard that boy call me mum after being with us for a few weeks. He is so much better now. He is putting on weight, eating right, he has even began to work out with his brother. He smiles more and laughs more. Now that him and Alex have left for their new boarding school I can finally come out and show these reports to expose those monsters and make sure Harry never has to return there again!"

"Vernon Dursley has received another 25 Years for child abuse and neglect for a total of 40 years, Marge Dursley Sentenced to 17 years and a fine of 100,000 pounds, Dudley Dursley was enrolled in St. Brutus Home for Criminally Insane Boys along with his friend and accomplice Piers Polkiss. Lastly Petunia Dursley for Crimes of Treason was given the death sentence to be carried out December 13th 1991. To Harry Potter. We hope you find happiness and we at BBC News wish you the best of luck"

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Three years into Vernon Dursleys sentence he was found bound and gagged behind the boiler where he died of dehydration and starvation. A year Later Marge Dursley committed suicide in her cell by hanging herself. Dudley Dursley couldn't find work after adulthood and turned to crime and is serving 25 years for assault, attempted murder, and robbery.

Alexander Prince is known as many things. Genius, Prodigy, Fighter, Demon and now one more is added to that list, Wizard. With friends in High Places and more in low how will the Uncrowned Prince change the wizarding world and are they ready? Also why is his new Half Brother so famous in this world?

The writing gets better at chapter 10.

[I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER]

Nor do I own the picture. Here is a link to the source that I found the image on all credit to the artist who made it none to me. Alexanders Hair is supposed to be black but I can't find a black haired Vergil anywhere and I can't draw or edit to save my life so yea...

https://www.zerochan.net/1506148

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