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Summary: Harry was born with a strange triangular symbol on his hand. It was always pale and barely visible but since Voldemort's regaining of a body, it has grown darker and much clearer to see. He has also been gaining flashes of new emotion that are far more powerful. What is it that is awakening now?

Bright green eyes opened slowly and a soft groan left the person's mouth. Dark circles resided under the boy's eyes as he lifted his hands to cover said eyes. His head was lightly pounding with the headache caused by the nightmare he had, had that night. He groaned then rubbed at the back of his right hand where an old strangely shaped birthmark laid. Ever since the end of the Triwizard tournament, it had been bothering him. He looked at the strange three triangle mark on his hand and frowned as it seemed to glow golden for a moment before fading.

He stood and tested his bedroom door wondering if his dear aunt or uncle had locked the door on him or not. Finding it unlocked he smiled with relief and hurried silently through the hall and into the bathroom to clean up. Once cleaned up and ready for the day he slips downstairs after a few moments of listening. Hearing none of his relatives up he hopes to start the morning's breakfast for everyone and sneak some of the better food.

He moved rapidly down the stairs and silently began to gather the ingredients for a full English breakfast. He took a slow deep breath trying to control the urge to do something nasty to the food he would be making. These dark urges had been growing more and more in the last while and were becoming harder and harder to resist.

He shook his head and continued to make the breakfast slipping a few pieces here and there. He was approaching the finishing point of cooking when he heard his family starting to stir and move about. He quickly ate one last piece of bacon then began to slowly plate the food up and place it on the table. He placed the last filled dish down as his aunt stalked down the stairs her nose turned up as her eyes snapped to him immediately.

"Boy, what are you doing down here already?" She snapped in anger as she glared at him. Harry stiffened then slowly turned towards his aunt and smiled gently his face otherwise showing no emotion.

"I woke early and since my door was not locked I figured I would get breakfast ready for all of you so none of you would have to wait for the food to be finished." He said softly as his aunt continued to glare at him then circle the table examining each bit of food upon the table.

"And no one was here to watch you. You could have poisoned it for all I know. Stand in the corner your Uncle will decide what should happen to you." She snarls as she pokes at some of the food nervously. He walked into the corner shaking with suppressed rage. He stared at the wall his eyes flashing with power for a moment as the birthmark on his right hand again flashed gold. He listened as he heard his uncle stomping down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Pet what did the freak do now?" Vernon growled as he stepped towards his wife. She looked at him then narrowed her eyes towards Harry. She then told Vernon about what she found when she came into the kitchen. He growled as she told then turned towards Harry.

"Boy, this time you will be punished as I have wanted to for ages." Vernon growled and started to pull off his belt. He lifted his hand up and slashed forward expecting the belt to smash into Harry's back only to witness Harry duck and spin around before catching the belt in his right hand. Vernon's eyes widened as they locked onto Harry's eyes which were glowing gold.

"I will not just let you attack me any longer." Harry snarled his voice deeper than normal. He stepped towards Vernon his eyes narrowed. Vernon tried to puff himself up to intimidate Harry back to cowering. Harry just stared back at Vernon and continued to move forward a bit.

"I will not be cowed uncle. How about I just gather my stuff and leave, since neither of us actually want me to be here." Harry offered softly as the glow on the back of his hand began to fade and his eyes returned to green.

"Fine get your stuff and get out. I don't want to see you ever again, and I mean never. You are to never return." Vernon snarled. Harry nodded and ran up the stairs to gather the items he had hidden in his room. He glanced towards Hedwig's cage and without even thinking about it snapped the lock from the cage. Slowly he opened the cage and motioned Hedwig out.

"Go on Hedwig meet up with me at Diagon Alley. That is where I am headed." Harry said to the owl. Hedwig bobbed her head then flew out the window. He watched her for a moment before turning and heading back down the stairs glancing to see if his uncle or aunt had opened the cupboard door they hid his stuff behind. Seeing it still closed he looked at them and motioned to the door.

"I do need my stuff, so if you don't open it up I will open it up for myself." Harry stated calmly. Vernon frowned and seemed about to tell Harry off before he paused thinking about something. His face goes red as he turned and unlocked the cupboard motioning Harry to get his stuff. Harry slowly nodded to his uncle before pulling his trunk out of it. He carefully makes sure his stuff is set in it safely even placing his owl's cage within it. Slowly he stood lifting the trunk easily not even thinking about the weight of it.

"Goodbye, I hope you get all that you deserve." Harry stated as he left the house and walked towards the park reaching for his wand. He planned to call the Knight Bus. He watched the streets and the people around him as he walked. He glanced at his trunk which he was carrying easily before taking in a slow deep breath. He wasn't sure what was happening or how these changes were hitting him. The worst was the anger and hate growing within him. Those were getting so much worse and almost taking him over.

He took a few deep breaths as he reached the park before glancing around. Seeing no muggles around he held his wand out next to the road. He watched as the Knight bus burst into existence in front of him before he slowly walked onto it handing over the sickles needed. He then moved and sat on one of the seats shutting his eyes. He unconsciously frowned while rubbing the back of his right hand again. He was thinking deeply on who to talk about this with really unsure of what to do. He knew the birthmark was a symbol of something he just had no idea what.

When the knight bus stopped at the Leaky Cauldron Harry stepped off and thanked Stan before walking into the pub. He wondered how long it would take Dumbledore to figure out he was no longer at his aunt and uncles. In fact, he was surprised he had been able to get this far without a struggle. He walked up to Tom the barkeep and smiled requesting a room. Once he had paid for that and got the key he headed for the alley. As he entered the alley Hedwig swooped down and landed on his shoulder causing him to smile.

"Hey there Hedwig. I wasn't expecting you to get here so fast. Glad to have you with me." He murmured as the owl nipped gently at Harry's ear. Harry chuckled softly his voice slipping into a deeper darker register without his notice as he walked steadily toward Gringotts. Hedwig flew off of him and up to the building's rooftop as he walked up the steps not noticing how nervous the Goblins seemed about him as he entered the large marble building and glanced around calmly. Seeing an open teller he walked up to it and glanced calmly at the Goblin feeling none of the usual nervousness he used to at the presence or appearance of the Goblins.

"Master Teller, I would like to draw some money from my account." Harry stated calmly. The Goblin shifted and grimaced about something but nodded.

"Do you have your key?" The goblin asked in its gravelly voice. Harry frowned trying to remember where it was then snarled not noticing the mark on the back of his hand glow for a moment.

"Is there a way to replace it. It seems I do not have it or have a way to retrieve it." Harry stated. The goblin in front of him glared at Harry before motioning towards one of the goblins at the side of the building.

"Take Mr. Potter to his account manager." The goblin stated before waving both of them off. Harry felt a bit of anger at the negligent dismissal by the teller. Harry gritted his teeth as the mark on the back of his hand flickered in time with his anger. The other goblin motioned for Harry to follow him which he turned to do so. The smaller goblin shifted a bit nervously as Harry struggled again to control his darker emotions. The desire to rip one of the goblins heads off echoing through his head.

They walked through the halls then the goblin stopped outside a random door and motioned Harry through. Harry nodded and walked through seeing yet another goblin sitting at a desk working on a pile of paperwork his face looking angry at being interrupted. The goblin narrowed his eyes at Harry as he got out of his tall chair and stalked over to him. The goblin circled him looking him over closely then nodded.

"You should have been here to see me back when you were eleven. Then again when you were thirteen. Where have you been Mr. Potter?" The goblin growled out at Harry. Harry frowned before looking calmly at the goblin.

"I did not know that, so I guess once we clear my identity we can deal with those items as well." Harry stated wondering why he had not known about these meetings. He still struggled to control the anger he could feel.

"Fine, we will get everything we can finish quickly." The goblin stated before moving to the desk and getting onto his chair again. He opened a drawer and pulled a strange brown almost black box out. He opened it and pulled a small dagger out of the box. He placed a strangely colored piece of parchment in front of where Harry would stand.

Harry slowly walked over and looked at the strangely colored parchment then glanced towards the Goblin. The goblin held out the small dagger to Harry and motioned for him to cut himself and allow the blood to fall onto the parchment. Harry stared at the dagger then took a slow deep breath before doing as the Goblin had instructed he watched the drops of blood fall upon the parchment. Writing quickly began to cover the parchment revealing the basics of who Harry was. Harry read over the sheet before the goblin grabbed it and looked it over then nodded slowly for a moment.

"Now that who you are is proven, would you like all your keys returned to you?" The goblin asked making Harry nod calmly.

"Yes, then I want to know how you tried to get in touch with me for these meetings I was supposed to have with you." Harry stated still standing understanding that in some ways the Goblin was doing this to keep a sense of power over him. The thought of this situation made him want to snort at the foolishness.

"We sent your magical guardian a letter to confirm that you were re-entering the magical world when you were 11 and to talk to you of your inheritances by the Potters." The goblin stated causing Harry to frown.

"I never saw a letter or was communicated about that. In fact I only recently learned that Dumbledore was my magical guardian." Harry stated calmly as he frowned wondering why Dumbledore would hide such things from him.

"We also sent a letter when you turned 13 but that time we sent it directly to you." The goblin stated and Harry frowned hearing that.

"Is it possible for mail to a specific person from you to get misdirected or intercepted?" Harry asked trying to stay calm.

"It is possible, but most do not for interfering with Gringotts business is very dangerous to the one to do so." The goblin stated causing Harry to start pacing the mark on his hand again glowing drawing the goblins eyes who stiffened seeing it.

"Mr. Potter, what is that on your hand?" The goblin asked causing Harry to glance and see the glowing mark. Harry groaned covering his eyes and took a slow deep breath obviously trying to rein in his emotions.

"I do not actually know. I have had a mark on my hand for as long as I can remember, but since the end of last year it has started to glow when anger or hatred starts to rear up within me." Harry admitted causing the Goblin to calm a moment and nod.

"Mr. Potter I would suggest you learn to control your emotions before they control you, we of the goblin nation do not wish to return to the ages those symbolized." The goblin stated as he handed over Harry's new keys and shooed him away. Harry frowned as he left the office holding the keys wondering what the goblin meant by the mark on his hand symbolizing something.

Harry rubbed at the back of his right hand again as he walked away from the goblins office. He found a goblin and without thought demanded to be taken down to his vault. The goblin looks at him and starts to snarl but motions Harry to follow over to the carts. Harry nods and does so as he frowns. Once down at his trust vault he goes in and fill his pouch with galleons quickly then walks over to the cart again.

"I'm done and I apologize for my snapping earlier." Harry stated causing the goblin to blink in surprise before snorting a bit and starting the cart back towards the main floor of the bank. Harry shut his eyes as the cart raced towards the surface once more.

Once off the cart, Harry headed out into Diagon Alley glancing about. He was unsure of what he could get or where that would help him. He also had yet to get the school list for the next year. He sighed but still decided to head to Flourish and Blotts. He needed to try and find something about the symbol with how the goblins were reacting. He rubbed at his face a bit with a soft groan. He was not great at research and this was going to require a lot of research.

He frowned and wondered if Hermione would be willing to help him with the research. Really he hated trying to find information from books. He turned barely any attention on where he was going and bumped into another person causing both him and that person to tumble to the ground.

"Damn it. You will be sorry for knocking me down" A very familiar voice snapped out at Harry making him groan.

"Malfoy shut up. It was an accident and really things like this happen." Harry growled as he stood slowly. The boy Harry called Malfoy stood up and glared at Harry.

"Scarhead I should of known." The boy growled causing Harry to blink slowly then shake his head. He moved away from the boy he called Malfoy then paused and turned to face him. The other boy's blond hair caught the light a moment and Harry felt a much darker form of hate rear up inside of his mind at the blond hair.

"Malfoy shut up. You are not worth the effort to argue with and I have bigger issues to figure out at this time." Harry snapped as one hand started to fist as though wanting Malfoy to say just one thing.

"You can't shut me up Scarhead, especially not here." Malfoy growled causing Harry to just groan at the stupidity of the other boy. Harry reached up and pinched at his nose with his right hand as he again attempted to control the anger racing through him.

"Back off Malfoy. I really don't feel like fighting with you. I have other things to do." Harry growled his voice deepening slightly. Malfoy narrowed his eyes seeing Harry's reaction and hearing the change in his voice stood straighter and attempted to look down his nose at Harry.

"Scarhead you will not ever intimidate me so don't even try by changing your voice. I am Draco Malfoy and am 10 times better than some orphaned half-blood like you." Draco snarled moving closer to Harry attempting to intimidate him instead. Harry's eyes narrowed and he stepped towards Draco his face and expression darkening.

"If I really wanted to intimidate you, you would know it you little… brat" Harry snarled up and moved closer to Draco till they were toe to toe. Harry's eyes started to glow golden again as he tripped over what he was saying almost as though there was another word he wanted to use but didn't actually know it. Draco stepped back away from Harry as Harry glared at Draco.

"Whatever Scarhead you are a fool, and will die." Draco growled trying to look bigger than he was as he backed away from the other boy. Harry watched as Draco moved away before turning and walked into the bookstore he had been heading towards before bumping into Draco, and once he was out of sight of Draco, Draco spun and practically ran away as the fear from the aura that had encircled Harry finally left the area.