Summary:

What if Harry ran away from the Dursley's? What if Harry always knew he was magical? What if Harry decided not to go to Hogwarts? What if the wizzarding world thought Harry was dead?What if the founders weren't actually dead? And… What if Harry had known of Dumbledore's manipulations all along?

Disclaimer:

I do not own any of the characters, scenes or rights to Harry Potter. They all belong to J.K Rowling!

Pairings:

I will see where the story takes me. I find that as I write stories, the pairing reveal themselves.

Warnings:

There will most likely be character bashing and mild cursing.

Author's Babble:

Heyy everyone! This is the first chapter of the rewrite of this fic! I think it is a lot better than the last, especially since my writing has matured since I started this. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1: The Note

Today is Tuesday. It is early morning, the sun has yet to rise and it is currently mid July.

We are currently at a street known as Privet Drive located in Surrey. All the houses in this street are gutter to gutter, all identical. They have the same shade of white walls and blue roofs. The gardens are all neatly trimmed with a small flower garden. Even though we can't see it – all these houses contain a shiny black car, tucked away neatly in the garage.

Now at this point of the narration, (in which I trust you were using your imaginations to some up with the imagery) you may be wondering the exact reason why we are in this… well…lets face it – this boring street. Unless you actually remember what site you are on – kudos if you do. Anyway… it may seem that there is nothing special about this street – but that is incorrect.

In number four, there is what seems to be a family of three. This is the Dursley family. Mr Vernon and Mrs Petunia Dursley and their young son Dudley are as normal as normal can be. (~cough~ boring ~cough~) Truth is the Dursleys have a very big secret – gigantic infact. The greatest fear that the Dursley family hold is that someone would find out about it – or more appropriately him.

The subject of their fear is currently in his room fast asleep, but not for much longer.

Harry Potter – aged 10 has lived with Aunt and Uncle since he was the tender age of one. Harry became an orphan when his parents were killed (obviously). His Aunt and Uncle told him that his parents died in a car accident, but he knew that was a lie. Harry knew that his parents were murdered by a mad man.

Suddenly Harry Potter's eye-lids snapped open – revealing a pair of jewel-like emerald eyes.

Harry had just woken from the most recent of his memory-revealing dreams.

It had started about a year ago. He felt something in his mind one day at school. He figured it was just a headache coming on and ignored it, but that night when he went to sleep he had seen two shadowed figures. They told him that they were going to bring forth the memories of his life before his parents were killed. That they were going to reveal to him all that had been hidden.

The first memory played for him that night. It was by far the best. It was of the day of his birth.

The nurse had handed him over to his mother and he opened his eyes for the first time to see a pair almost identical to his looking down upon him, with a pair of hazel looking at him from over his mother's shoulder. They looked at him with so much love and adoration that his heart felt like it was going to burst. His mother hugged him tight and started to talk.

Flashback (inside dream/memory):

"James, look at him James, he is so beautiful." The beautiful red-head with the eyes so similar to his said, as she looked down at the baby wrapped in an emerald green blanket.

"I know Lily. I can't believe we made him." James whispered to her. He was the man with the hazel eyes and raven hair that looked like a rat's nest, he also happened to be Harry's father.

"But we did James."

"That we did."

"He is now and will always be our little boy…our little Harry James Potter-Evans." Lily said in a soft voice filled with love.

"That's right, and you know what Harry?" James said to his baby boy.

"We will always be with you – no matter what happens. Never forget that."

"Don't ever forget it Harry!" Lily whispered forcefully, tears in her eyes.

"Lily-flower, I am just going to go and get Sirius and Remus. Are you sure you are up to seeing them today?" He asked – worried about his wife after long night of child-birth.

"Yes James, I am." She told him with a roll of her emerald eyes.

James just laughed quietly as he gave both her and Harry a love filled kiss of the forehead before leaving the room.

"Harry, I love you." Lily told him in a voice full of nothing but love and protectiveness.

End flashback

Baby Harry had then fell asleep and the then nine year old Harry woke up in his room and cried.

This is when Harry first realised that he was and always will be loved by his parents – even if they aren't there.

Over the year Harry had gained all of his memories from the time before his parent's death. He remembered the fact that both he and his parents are magical, and that there is a society hidden from those who do not know of it.

He remembers his godfather Sirius, who he called Uncle Padfoot, his unofficial godfather Remus, who he called Uncle Moony (both in baby talk of course), and he also remembers Peter, who was a friend of their parents. He never liked Peter, he always got a bad feeling around him and would never like to be alone with him, and he never, ever liked to be held by him. He always cried whenever he was placed in his arms, and he was immediately removed.

He also remembered the night when the old man came – he looked exactly like the man who came every few months, saying he was a social worker – he told his parents something to do with going into hiding. He told them that they were in danger - that the mad man was after them. He suggested making Peter the one who would know where they are, and use Sirius as a distraction. They agreed. Harry couldn't remember all of this, simply because he had a cold at the time and he kept drifting in and out of consciousness.

He also remembered that night. He remembered playing with his mum and dad, he remembered them tucking him in, he remembered his dad went to go get his bottle and his mum started to sing him to sleep, then he remembered when his dad yelled at is mum, he didn't hear what was said. He remembered that his mum got really scared and started to look for something, but the mad man came in. he remembered his mum standing in front of him, pleading with the mad man, he remembered him laughing cruelly and the green light he shot at his mum, he also remembers when the man shot the green light at him, but then he saw was a deep red colour with a faint stag in in, an emerald green colour with a doe that had a lily crown on its head faintly in it and finally a pure white. He remembers a scream a an explosion, he remembers when Uncle Padfoot came, and when the giant man came, he also remembers when the old man came just after his Aunt found him and started to say a lot of funny things in a different language.

He remembers it all.

He woke up that morning, deciding he was going to try and find Uncle Moony. He knew that he lived around here somewhere, because he saw him once walking back from the corner store. He saw him walk into the woods near the park on the corner. Perhaps he had a house in there.

Harry really didn't know, and even if he didn't find Uncle Moony, he would not come back to the Dursleys. He had, had enough. Enough of the beatings, enough of the lack of food, enough of the lack of love, enough of the chores, enough of the over-sized hand-me-downs, enough of his giraffe x horse aunt and the whale sized uncle and cousin. Most of all, he had, had enough of his room – the cupboard under the stairs.

What he had to do was make sure that he sends whoever looks for him (because he knows someone will) on a wild goose hunt.

'I'll write a letter.' Harry thought to himself.

He started to concentrate on the warm feeling he always got when he used his magic and called it up and used it to unlock the door to his room. He tip-toed into the kitchen, where he got a piece of paper and pen. When he opened the third draw down, where he knew his aunt kept the stationary supplies, he found a letter addressed to his aunt. It was slightly open and he saw his name on it, so he grabbed it and tucked it into the pocket of his over-sized hand-me-down pants so he could read it later.

As harry quietly shut the drawer, he glanced at the kitchen clock and noticed it was almost 7 am. His aunt would be getting up soon, he better make this quick.

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon,

I am writing this to let you know that I have had enough of you controlling and ruining my life and I am going to run away. I think I might go to somewhere around Mexico, I hear that you can win money in cock fights…

Harry heard his aunt's alarm go off, and decided he better finish this off and leave…quickly.

…I hope to never see either of you or your whale of a son again.

Yours hatefully,

Harry.

Harry left this on the bench, grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl, and a bottle of water from the fridge and left the house. He ran as fast as he could down the street and to the playground.

He glanced around and saw what he was looking for, the woods. They looked very creepy, and he knew that every full moon (which was around a week ago) the entire neighbour hood could hear howling come from with-in, because of this, parents tell their children to stay away, or they will get eaten, except for Harry's aunt and uncle, they encouraged him to go in there…

'Well…' Harry thought.

'They are getting their wish.'

Author's Babble:

Heyy everyone! Again…~thoughtful expression goes here~

So do you like the new chapter?

It is very different to the first…but I definitely like this one better! What about you? Which is better?

I kept the letter the same because I thought it was funny with the cock fight bit…haven't seen it in any other story…I'm pretty sure it is purely original! Yay me! ~Does the London clap from Suite Life of Z&C~

I am going to leave the old one up for a while more…but that is only so everyone can see the message…

This one should be updated fairly quickly!

Hope you all like it! Please let me know!!!!

Oh! I have a poll on my profile page! Can you please go and do it! It is about which story I should focus on!!!

Ciao for now…

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