I know it's been awhile and I'm sorry but I took a year off to take a writing class and when I got back to type more, I looked at my stories and literally cringed at how I wrote and at the mistakes I made.

It was maddening to try and continue from where I left off, so I'm doing a rewrite of Harry Potter: Wizard of the Gorillaz along with making the chapters even longer.

The other three stories are on Hiatus because I am only going to focus solely on this story.

Now I plan to have Harry become a cartoon like the original but unlike the original I won't be giving him green hair... I don't know why I even did that.

Alright, buckle your seat belts, grab some popcorn and enjoy this ride of a rewrite!

Chapter 1: Running Away

Harry James Potter, a seven year old boy with messy black hair and green eyes, sighed as he laid on his bed thinking of how long before his relatives woke him up for the day as he stared at the ceiling of his room, before brushing his bangs to cover the scar on his forehead that was in the shape of a lightning bolt.

He found it funny how anyone came into the house and yet they see no evidence of a fourth person living inside of Number Four Privet Drive. They would have to go to his school to know him as the freak.

He had no friends because his reputation that his relatives spread around, he was known as a juvenile delinquent.

Lifting his head up as he heard footsteps coming from above his ceiling Harry knew that with how soft yet firm they were that it was his Aunt Petunia. He was proven right as she sharply rapped his door. "Up! Get up! Now!" After a few seconds of not answering there was another rap. "Up!" she screeched.

Harry heard her walking toward the kitchen and then the sound of the frying pan being put on the stove. He rolled onto his back and tried to remember the dream he had been having. It had been a good one. There had been a flying motorcycle in it. He had a funny feeling he'd had the same dream before.

His aunt was back outside the door.

"Are you up yet?" she demanded.

"Nearly," Harry answered sadly as he gently pulled some spiders off his socks too used to them to care before he walked out of his bedroom which was the cupboard underneath the stairs. "I just had to get dressed."

"I don't care just do your chores." Petunia told him and Harry nodded as he walked outside like a zombie to get everything out of the way.

Ever since he was three he was given chores to do like weeding, cleaning, heck they even taught him how to cook so they wouldn't have to. Harry always found himself wondering if this was how the world worked because at school he's always seen kids getting picked up by parents that love them.

As he was thinking he saw his Uncle Vernon coming down the stairs and he paled remembering the last time he saw him the other week he accidently scratched his car when he was washing it and he was kept inside the Cupboard for two days with no food after sporting a black eye.

But thankfully Vernon didn't acknowledge him as he walked straight past Harry intent on going to work where he managed a place called Grunnings, Harry thinks that they made drills or something like that.

Sighing in relief Harry walked outside to weed the Garden since it was growing wild again. After that he swept off the driveway but his Cousin Dudley came out.

"Hey Harry, you need some help?" Dudley offered.

Harry smiled a bit because Dudley was the only one who was ever friendly with him… Well in the beginning he picked on Harry but there was an incident one time at school where a kid that was bigger than him was humiliating Dudley in front of the whole school before Harry had enough and told the kid to leave his cousin alone.

So instead the kid beat Harry up, but since then Dudley changed because even though he was a jerk to Harry for most of his life, Harry still defended him so Dudley became a good friend despite his parent's protests.

"No thanks Dudley." Harry told him. "I'm almost done."

Dudley nodded. "If you say so." He said before reaching into his pocket and pulled out a muffin to give it to Harry. "Here, I managed to swipe this from the Kitchen."

"Thanks." Harry took it gratefully since he hasn't eaten yet. "But wouldn't Aunt Petunia be angry?"

Dudley snorted. "What she doesn't know won't hurt her." Sure he loved his parents, but he can't forgive them for what they do to Harry. "If you need anything just call."

"I will, thank you."

As Dudley entered the house Harry quickly ate the Muffin before getting back to work when his hand felt weird and in a flash of light a… He thinks that it's called a Guitar appears in his hand.

It was gold and red with a Lion emblem on it making him stare in awe before he looked around and he sighed in relief when he saw that his Aunt wasn't out there to see it.

'I need to hide this.' Harry decided because it looked cool. 'Then I'll have to figure out how exactly I got it in the first place.'

But as he thought about hiding it the guitar disappeared in a flash of light.

'That was convenient.' Harry smiled at the thought before he got to work.

For dinner was the usual bread, cheese and water for him while his relatives spoke about how they spent their day.

Vernon just eyes Harry like he was something that he needed to roll under the carpet before turning back to his wife to talk about how many sales he made that day.

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That night when his Aunt and Uncle was asleep Dudley snuck him some food out of the fridge and he was in awe when Harry showed him the Guitar.

"How did you get it?" Dudley asked feeling a little envious before guilt washed over him because of how Harry was treated. He was still trying to change for the better.

"I don't know." Harry muttered. "It just appeared in my hand." With a flick of his wrist he made it disappear. "Not that it matters because there is no way that I can play it."

"Actually, you might be able to." Harry gave Dudley a weird look as he passed him an apple.

"How?"

"School." Dudley chuckled at Harry's stupefied look. "Just tell mom and dad that you got detention while in reality you would be taking lessons from the Music Teacher."

"T-That's brilliant." Harry stuttered in shock.

Dudley rolled his eyes. "Hey just because I'm fat doesn't mean that I'm not smart… Sometimes." He faked being hurt before the two of them laughed at that.

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The next day Harry began his Guitar lessons and he took to calling his Guitar Leo's Bane, because he thought that it sounded cool and to his complete surprise music came easier to him than anything else in his life. He quickly became good at playing notes on his guitar or as he learned it being an Accoustic Guitar.

His teacher was greatly impressed by how well he did and made it challenging a bit by teaching him how to play songs like 'It's my Life' by Bon Jovi, 'Wind of Change' by Scorpion, 'Hotel California' by Eagles, 'Eye of the Tiger' by Survivor and 'Rock and Roll all Night' by Kiss.

All of them he mastered over time and before he knew it two years have passed and the Dursleys were absolutely delighted at the thought of Harry being in detention each and every day, but it all changed due to a single phone call.

Harry was doing the dishes when the Phone rang and Vernon grabbed it. "Vernon Dursley speaking…" It got so quiet that Harry paused to listen. "Is he now? Music lessons you said?"

With a heavy heart Harry knew who called. Over the last two years he never told the music teacher that the Dursleys didn't know about his lessons and as a teacher he was most likely going to call to compliment his skills to his guardians.

The phone was put back before Vernon glared at Harry. "So, you've been having music lessons the last two years huh?"

Swallowing nervously Harry nodded.

"WHERE THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU GET A GUITAR FOR MUSIC LESSONS?!" Vernon roared and Harry was sure that if it was possible that Vernon would be spitting fire right about now, but he swallowed nervously as Vernon smirked. "Well you're not going to be playing it anymore, so give me your Guitar."

"B-But-." Harry tried to say.

"You heard your Uncle." Petunia hissed at him.

"It was my Guitar." Dudley spoke up surprising his parents. "I gave him permission to use it."

"…" If possible Vernon got angrier. "So you confound our son into helping you?!"

"Huh?" Harry asked in confusion before he was picked up by the front of his shirt.

"DON'T PLAY INNOCENT!" He shouted shaking Harry.

"Dad, stop!" Dudley tried to help Harry but Petunia held him back.

"Dudder's you're not in the right state of mind." Petunia told him while she glared at Harry.

Harry has never been more scared before in his life. "L-LEAVE ME ALONE!" He shouted before feeling energy build up inside of him and a second later his Uncle flew back and hit the wall in pain.

Petunia screamed. "H-How dare you use that vile thing in here!" She shouted confusing both Dudley and Harry.

"W-What?" Harry didn't know what was going on, but Vernon was getting up in anger which Dudley saw.

"RUN HARRY!" Dudley told him. "Get out of here!"

Knowing that his cousin was right Harry ran managing to get out of the back door and he ran away from the shouting figure of Vernon Dursley.

"NEVER COME BACK!" Vernon shouted as Harry ran.

Harry didn't know how long he ran, but he kept going as it got darker before with a loud pop he made it to London. 'How did I get here?'

One moment he was running through an unknown neighborhood and the next he was in London.

Shaking his head Harry walked through the streets of London before he collapsed in an alley, exhaustion catching up to him.

But he didn't sink into unconsciousness. 'I'm a coward.' Harry thought in despair as tears slid down his face. 'I really hope that Dudley didn't get into too much trouble.'.

"Hey, are yew okay?" A voice in a cockney accent asked, causing Harry to turn around to see a young adult in a purple shirt and blue jeans. He had messy azure colored hair and for some reason pure black eyes instead of pupils and he looked like one of the cartoons that Dudley watched.

The sight of his eyes made Harry back up a bit. "S-Stay away."

But the man smiled in a friendly way. "It's okay I won't hurt yew." He promised before pointing at himself. "I'm 2-D."

Harry still didn't say anything.

2-D still smiled. "Wot's your name?" He asked patiently.

"H-Harry Potter."

"Nice to meet yew Harry." 2-D held out his hand and after a moments' hesitation Harry took it and was helped up. "Wot are yew doing in da alley by yourself?"

"I-I'm just resting."

On hearing that 2-D frowned a bit. "Where's your family?" He asked looking around because he wasn't sure if a nine year old should be out at this time by himself.

"… I don't have one." Harry lied deciding not to tell the man about his Aunt and Uncle.

2-D's eyes widened. "None at all?" He asked at that.

Harry shook his head.

2-D thought for a bit before he smiled. "Yew want to come with me?" He offered shocking Harry.

"W-What?"

"Come on." 'Murdoc might kill me but I'm not okay with leaving a kid by himself.' 2-D thought as he waited for Harry to make a decision.

Harry wasn't sure what to think but he nodded and 2-D led him to a car and he saw Groceries in the back.

"Wait until yew see KONG Studios." 2-D told him with a smile.

"Kong?"

"Yup it's where we play Music." 2-D explained getting a shocked look from Harry.

"Play music?" Harry felt happy at hearing that and in a little while they came to a Willy-Wonka looking building on the top of a hill overlooking a Cemetery before 2-D helped Harry out.

"Welcome to KONG Studio." 2-D said as Harry followed him in before seeing a huge dark skinned man with no hair and creamy white eyes in a yellow shirt reading and he looked to be another cartoon.

"D welcome back." The man greeted in a Brooklyn Accent before seeing Harry. "And who's this?" He asked in surprise because he knew 2-D well enough to know that he wouldn't bring a kid to KONG without a good reason.

"Harry, dis is Russel da drummer of our band, Russel, dis is Harry." 2-D introduced them.

"Nice to meet you." Russel held out his hand and after a while Harry took it.

"T-Thanks." Harry stammered looking nervous.

"Oi! Is Face-Ache back?" A loud obnoxious voice asked as a man walked in and stopped at seeing Harry who hid behind 2-D.

The reason that Harry hid was because this man, who was also a cartoon leaving Harry to wonder if he hit his head or anything, also had green skin, raven black hair with his right eye being black while the left was blood red, his nose also looked like it was broken repeatedly and he wore a grayish shirt with a cross necklace over it.

It was a Satanist cross due to it being upside down.

Blinking slowly, the man looked towars 2-D. "Face-Ache, how in the name of Satan did you go from Grocery Shopping to bringing a child home?" He asked slowly as if 2-D wasn't capable of speech.

2-D chuckled a bit nervously. "Well, I wos headin' back to da Jeep when I saw da kid in da alley and I couldn' jus leave him der." He said rubbing his azure hair.

"Of course you could've." The Man said sounding annoyed. "Just walk to the Jeep and leave, we already have a kid here."

"Mudz you know D isn't the type of person to do that." Russel said with a glare.

"Bloody hell Russ, we're a band not a Daycare Service." Murdoc Niccals answered with a scoff, causing Harry to blink at hearing that. "Dullard, just give the kid back to his family-."

"He said he doesn' have one." 2-D answered him.

Murdoc just raised an eyebrow at 2-D before looking at Harry. "How old are you?" He asked cautiously.

"Nine." Harry answered honestly causing the three men to look at each other.

"I figured you were six due to your size." Russel spoke up in confusion.

"I haven't hit my growth spurt yet." Harry answered not looking them in the eyes.

Another voice shouted down the stairs and Harry didn't understand a single thing that was said. "Twothee bakku wa arimasu ka? (Is Twothee back?)" The voice sounded like a young girl.

"Noods is calling you Dullard." Murdoc said with a chuckle.

"D, take Harry with you while I talk with Mudz." Russel said to the azure colored singer. "Noodle might be happy to see another kid here."

"Awright." 2-D said as he began to walk up the stairs and after a second's hesitation, Harry followed.

"Don't break anything." Murdoc yelled after them before he turned to Russel. "Now here's the plan, I have a bodybag, a shovel and we have a Graveyard out front-."

"Mudz! We are not killing the kid." Russel said giving Murdoc a look that clearly said 'Dafuq is the matter with you?'

"Hey, what's the point of having a graveyard if you don't use it Russ?" Murdoc asked incredulously. "We'd probably be doing the kid a favor in response of being around Face-Ache."

"Look it's simple, we take the kid to the police and they'll find his family." Russel told him.

"Bah the police are bloody useless." Murdoc complained.

"You're only saying that because they bust your ass everytime you do something illegal." Russel scoffed causing Murdoc to give him a death glare. "You're just lucky that D and I bail you out every now and then."

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"Noods?" 2-D called as he walked up the stairs before crying out as something tackled him and a nine year old Asian girl had her arms wrapped around his neck causing him to unintentionally be giving her a piggy-back.

"Twothee!" She said happily as Harry looked at her curiously.

This Noodle girl had purple hair that was partially hidden inside of some kind of radio helmet and a red jacket with sleeves that were too long for her.

That was when Noodle noticed Harry. "Kore wa daredesu? (Who is this?)"

"Noods this is Harry, Harry this is Noods." 2-D introduced with a smile as Noodle dropped off of his shoulder allowing him to stand up straight. "I found Harry by himself in London."

"Naze kare wa hitori de ita? (Why was he by himself?)" Noodle asked and 2-D scratched his head sheepishly.

"Sorry Noods, I don't really know what you're saying." He said causing Noodle to sigh and shake her head.

"Uh, hi." Harry greeted nervously.

"Nīsu, harī anata o mitasu tame ni! (Nice to meet you, Harry!)" Noodle greeted with a smile. "Watashi wa rāmenda. (I'm Noodle.)"

"... Nice to meet you?" Harry guessed sounding confused.

"Hai Hari." Noodle gave a nod.

"So you guys are a band?" Harry questioned to make sure that he heard everything right.

"Yup." 2-D gave a rapid nod. "I'm da Singer and Keyboardist while Noods here is da Guitarist. Russ is our resident drummer and Murdoc is the bassist."

"That's cool." Harry didn't know how to react to being in the presence of a band.

"You want to see a song we're working on?" 2-D offered as Noodle grinned at the chance to play another song.

Harry gave a smile. "That sounds like fun."

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Harry found himself inside of a theater that was inside the factory and he had to question in how this was possible as he looked around before seeing various instruments there.

"Whoa." Harry gawked at them all.

"So you're interested in Music?" 2-D asked as he walked to his Keyboard.

"I played an Accoustic Guitar in shool." Harry answered without thinking.

"Anata mo harī no gitā o ensō? (You play Guitar too, Harry?)" Noodle asked in surprise.

Harry closed his eyes before giving a nod as he thought about what she said. "Well an Accoustic Guitar gives a different sound than an actual Guitar." He said with a chuckle. "I love playing music."

2-D stopped on hearing that as he gained a sneaky idea for once. "How good are yew with da Accoustic?" He asked curiously.

"Well not many people heard me play, so I don't know." Harry answered honestly as he looked a little embarrassed before the sound of a Guitar was going off and he turned to see Noodle playing her instrument.

"Looks like Noods started without us." 2-D said chuckling as Noodle began to continue rocking on the Guitar causing Harry to gape at how good she was at his age. "First time we met her, she sounded like 200 Demons dat were screeching in Arabic."

But then the speakers began to screech as Harry got too close.

"FOR THE LOVE OF SWEET SATAN!" Murdoc came in holding his ears. "TURN THAT RACKET OFF!"

"Mudz take a chill pill." Russel came in behind him.

"Wot?" 2-D was cleaning his ears out in pain.

Feeling embarrassed, Harry took a few steps back from the speakers, something that Murdoc was quick to notice.

"Oi, what did you do to the speakers?" Murdoc asked angrily.

"Nothing." Harry answered a little fearfully.

"He's telling da truth Murdoc." 2-D helped Harry out. "He just walked up der when it happened."

"Right, well we're taking to kid to the police so they can find his family." Murdoc began causing Harry's eyes to widen. "That way we won't have anything being broken-."

"Murdoc I found something out, he can play an instrument." 2-D said quickly causing Murdoc to stop talking as he looked at 2-D in surprise.

Harry on the otherhand blinked, not knowing why 2-D brought that up.

"Can he now?" Murdoc was now looking at Harry in a totally different way. "Well, what instrument can you play?"

"... Accoustic Guitar."

Russel caught onto what 2-D was saying and while he wasn't sure about having another kid around Murdoc, he figured it would be good for Noodle to have someone her own age here as well. "Well we don't have anyone playing Accoustics on the band."

"Hang on a moment." Murdoc snapped as he picked Harry up by the back of his neck before taking him to the stage and dropping him, rather abruptly onto the ground. "Now pick an instrument and play."

"Mudz, we don't have any accoustics." Russel shouted toward him.

"I... I have an instrument." Harry said as he caused Leo's Bane to appear out of nowhere.

As it appeared in a flash of light, Murdoc looked as if Christmas came early. "Well then kid, give us a show." He said walking off the stage.

Harry gulped, never having played in front of anyone before as they sat down.

"No need to hesitate Harry." Russel called from his seat. "Just show us what you got."

'Easy for you to say.' Harry thought nervously as he stood on the stage.

"Anytime now." Murdoc said with his arms crossed, annoyed by the silence as Harry just stood there.

"W-What do I play?" Harry questioned as Murdoc did a face palm.

"Anything."

"But-."

"FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, PLAY!" Murdoc snapped making Harry cringe.

Russel glared at Murdoc. "Yo Mudz lay off of him, he's just a kid."

"So is Noods." Murdoc said pointing to the Asian Girl who was bored of everyone talking and playing what looked like a Game Boy.

As Murdoc and Russel continued to argue, Harry looked over towards 2-D who was smiling as he gave a thumb up at Harry. 'Well go on.' 2-D mouthed to him.

Closing his eyes, Harry thought of a song and began to play an Accoustic version of 'Bark at the Moon' one of the songs he looked up on the Library Computer and played in the woods by himself.

As the first few notes began to play, Russel and Murdoc stopped arguing and paid attention as their jaws dropped.

Even though no words were said, Harry kept playing the song with a fast beat as he looked forward to see Murdoc's eyes shining as he rubbed his hands together, Russel was snapping his fingers while 2-D was bopping his head from side to side at the beat and Noodle paused her game listening while tapping her foot.

When Harry finished, 2-D stood up clapping enthusiastically along with Noodle before Murdoc glared at them causing 2-D to slow to a stop and sit back down while Noodle kept clapping.

"New plan." Murdoc said standing up. "Now as much as I want to toss you out, you have talent and that is something that is hard to come by."

Russel rolled his pupiless eyes while 2-D hung onto every word he said.

Noodle just went back to her Game Boy.

"So here's the deal, you said that you have no family right?" Murdoc questioned as Harry gave a nod. "Perfect, we'll let you stay here as long as you play your parts good."

Harry had wide eyes, unable to believe what was happening. "Th-."

"Let me finish." Murdoc held up his hand. "There are rules to follow for you."

Harry went quiet as Murdoc continued.

"Rule One your rent is your ability to play that Accoustic Guitar." Murdoc said making sure that Harry was listening. "If your ability dimineshes, you're out."

Harry gave a nod.

"Rule Two, you will not annoy me everyday like the Dullard does." Murdoc said jabbing a thumb at 2-D who was still smiling. "Rule Three you do not enter my Winnebago... EVER!"

Not knowing what a Winnebago was, Harry gave a nod before Murdoc gave a smile that showed his stained teeth.

"Well then mate." Murdoc laughed as he turned and walked towards the door. "Welcome to the Gorillaz."

To Be Continued...

So what do you think of the rewrite?