Chapter 1

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In the end, it was Dudley that she owed her thanks to. Her cousin had said the one thing that would change Harry's life for the better.

"Why not just send the freak to military camp? The army guy said they take trainees year round," Dudley had said during dinner that night. Cooked by Harry who, naturally, didn't get to eat any of it.

"What gave you that idea Dudders?" Petunia asked curiously while Vernon thought over his words.

"An army guy came and talked to our class. I think it sounds horrible. You have to wake up early and exercise like all the time," Dudley whined.

"That sounds like it's perfect for the freak. Let the military beat the freakishness out of it. It can be their problem now," Vernon declared. Harry was used to being talked about like she wasn't there but it didn't bother her.

Two weeks later Harry was shipped to the farthest military camp the Dursleys could get away with. Her only possessions being the clothes on her back.

Waking up to an alarm sound in the early hours of the morning was easy for Harry. She was used to waking up early to make breakfast for her relatives so the military wake up call wasn't much different. In fact, Harry would call it an improvement to waking up because of Petunia's screeching voice every morning.

The food, according to the other cadets, left much to be desired. But to Harry the food was once again an improvement to not eating at all or the pathetic scraps she got when the Dursleys allowed her to eat. And the taste wasn't that bad either. The meals were balanced and decent quality of flavor considering the chefs were cooking for several hundred kids and trainers. She wasn't sure why her meal was different than the other cadets after the first week but she figured it had something to do with her freakishness and accepted it without a word.

The schoolwork was really fun. Here Harry didn't have to worry about being beaten if she did better than her cousin. She loved being able to do her best in school.

The training was hard, but dialed down a lot for the still developing bodies of the kids. Their trainers, Jake Manson and Daphne Andrews, made it fun for them. Jake would crack jokes as they ran laps, had a competition to see how many kids he could have on his back while he did pushups (they managed to fit seven of them once they started sitting in each other's laps), and Daphne let them loose in mock battles against each other. Each child was given a paintball gun and red permanent marker, assigned a team, and sent into a maze of obstacles. There was a time limit and the team with the most standing members at the end won.

The kids were divided by age and gender. The seven and eight year olds (which was where Harry was since she had just turned seven) were under the care of Jake, who trained them physically and was in charge of the boy's dorm, and Daphne Andrews, who was in charge of firearm training and the girl's dorms. The two of them would split their classroom lessons between them and on the weekends would play games with the kids.

Harry made friends with the four girls in their age group, though her best friends were Cody Mirch and Lavi Bookman. The two eight year old boys had taken one look at Harry and basically adopted her. They were neighbors and both decided to join the army because their dads were in it. Harry thought that they acted more like brothers than anything. They had silent conversations and seemed to instinctively know what the other was thinking. They became as thick as thieves with Harry in the few short weeks since she was sent here.

Harry was terrified when Daphne and Jake asked her to hang behind after their paintball class was over. Neither adult said anything as they led her through an unfamiliar part of the base.

'This is it,' Harry thought to herself sadly. 'I screwed up. They are going to kick me out because I'm a freak.'

Harry was led to an office and asked to take a seat in the chair. Jake and Daphne stood on either side of her. In front of them was a man. The nameplate said he was Colonel Mustang.

"Sir. We've brought the recruit as you requested," Jake stated.

"Thank you officers. At ease," Colonel Mustang said to them. The duo took seats on either side of Harry, who looked at her lap dejectedly. "Miss Potter do not worry. You are not in trouble," Mustang told her. She looked up at him without saying anything. "You are here because we noticed some things and wish to ask you about your home life."

I've given you guys two character from different anime in this fic. If you know who they are and what show they are from then good job! I'm proud of you!

So...I've learned naming people are hard. I was stuck on Lavi's name for the longest time before I decided that I'd make his name be Lavi and have Lal be a nickname for him.

Next chapter will be for Colonello's story! I have...plans for him. *insert evil laughter here*

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