This is the start of an new story by me. I have read hundreds of fanfics from many sites and at last decided to start an attempt at writing my own story which will not be abandoned or with those lousy grammatical errors till the end of the story. This story will have many ideas which are already present but the fics are now obsolete and abandoned so you cannot question me for snatching the ideas. And here goes my story.

Intro to the story:

This is a glimpse of the story that I am thinking of writing,

This is a completely AU story where Harry will be very powerful, he will have money and technology; and will deign to be a powerful person. He will also be modern even though the Wizarding World is backwards. Next, this story will begin in his 7th and final year of Hogwarts. I am not sure if I want to send Harry to Hogwarts or not in this story, or send him to another magical school or to have him home schooled. It all depends on you guys, the reviewers. In this story Harry runs away from his aunt's house at the age of 5 and is on his own from there. He will become very rich, powerful, independent and influential in the magical world.

So let us get going and see where this story goes, I am thinking of Harry/Daphne pairing as I like Harry/Daphne, Harry/Hermione, Harry/Tracey/Daphne, and Harry/multi ships in the Potterverse.

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The soft pitter patter of the rainfall was a thing of the past, as the rain had been crashing down with incredible force in the suburbs of Little Whinging, and in a house that looked no different than any other, especially to the casual observer, stood in a place where everything was normal, that house was Number 4, located on a street called Privet drive. However, this ordinary house was misleading, for it was anything but normal as it housed a certain individual called Harry Potter, who had just turned four years old. It was his fourth birthday and just as the years before, no one wished him any birthday wishes or gave him any gifts on his birthday, like a normal child would get.

But Harry was anything but normal, he was a wizard, and a very powerful one at that. He was very clever for a four year old; he started to talk at the tender age of 9 months, surprising his parents since even though Harry was magical, most magical children start to talk after they exceeded an year in age. So, Harry observed everything at his aunt's house and how they hated him and showered all love and affection on their son Dudley who was as fat as a whale and since he too was four years old, he looked like he could give a kiddie whale a run for its money. That is, if he ever managed to run without gasping for air the entire time. Harry was practically their servant from when he started to talk in complete sentences instead of single syllables like Duddy (Petunia's pet name for Dudley). They hated him and till then since he was only a small kid he wasn't able to understand why they were angry at him most of the time and why they didn't yell at his cousin even though he did wrong or just spit food all over the floor like that. At a very young age he learned that he could only rely on himself, and that he needed to be independent, to grow up on his own and to distrust anyone in authority. He also held a dislike of elders who believed that they could make him do anything, simply because they believed that they knew best. He knew that he had some strange power inside of him that he could use to do unusual things and also make things happen with his thoughts and desires, although he was very smart, he was still a child, and he didn't know that his powers were called magic, nor did he know that he was a wizard, an incredibly powerful one too. At the age of 3 he slowly learned to try to make an object move from its place by simply wishing for the object to move and without pointing his hand, or making any gestures, slowly, just barely, the object began to move. He didn't know that this power was called telekinesis, the ability to move an object merely by visualising it. He just called it the power within him.

Coming to the present, he was now officially four years old and Harry decided that he had had enough of this life as a servant in his aunt's house and thought of running away to somewhere where he would not be hurt, or called nasty names, but where would he go? He didn't know anyone who would take in a Freak; that was what Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia called him most of the time, or Boy but not his original name. So he decided that since he had the power he would wish with all his heart to go somewhere safe, and hope that the power which is in him would take him to a better place than where he was. That night, that desire for safety, would mark the beginning of the next era of the magical world, unbeknownst to everyone, not even Harry Potter. So that night, as Harry lied awake at 9 PM on his makeshift bed, under his tattered rag of a sheet in his small cupboard – which inside was very dark. He had been forced to get used to the inky black darkness since he was in the cupboard from his childhood. Once he got comfortable, he sat in a lotus position that he had seen people do before, and took a deep breath and started trying to search for the power within him. He found an endless stream of a watery substance within him flowing from his head to foot all along his small body. He didn't know that in all the wizards out there they had only small core at the center of the body which is called the magical core; Voldemort and Dumbledore have big cores but all the same a magical core though bigger than most wizards in Europe. He wished with all his might to go to a safer place where he wouldn't be abused and ridiculed. His magic responded to his deepest wish, and he felt his skin tingle, while he let out an iridescent glow, while unknown to him, all the protection wards around Privet Drive flashed for a minute, before all the wards collapsed into him. However, since the wards were still tied to him, one of the main monitoring wards put in place by Dumbledore was still active. That would prove to be a boon to Harry as Dumbledore would think that Harry was still at Privet Drive, and Dumbledore's belief would remain that way until Harry's 11th birthday. This would prove to be one of Dumbledore's fatal mistakes, and marked the beginning of his plans revolving around young Harry Potter to unravel.

Will be continued in next chap ………………………