In Grey Harry Potter

| 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚞𝚗 , 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜, 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝|

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breath, breath, breath " said Harry to himself as he was taking his morning run. Harry always went on a morning run since he was 8. He certainly doesn't plan on stopping, after all without his six-pack or heavily alined muscles how was he going to get the ladies?

It had been almost three weeks since he arrived at the Potter Manor and called Lily, his own mother a mudblood.

Sure back in time, it meant something different. But now it was an insult, so why not use it to his advantage.

As much as he wanted to do it again he knew better and he needed to choose his own battles. He avoided the Potter's as much as possible except Rosaline. Thankfully the manor was big enough for him and them.

However, just like this is a small world, the Potter manor is way smaller.

Harry stopped as he came across the brown wooded door leading to the dining room.

Going in he saw a sight that he never wished to see in his life.

¨ Ah Harry my boy, how wonderful to see you please sit down"

Albus Dumbledore sat straight up at the Potter dining table at precisely 6:30 am. Wearing a ridiculous lilac cloak and his signature matching pointed hat.

¨ What is he doing here?¨ seethed Harry

Harry Potter was never fond of Albus Dumbledore and his dear tricks. Yes, Harry did admire his magical ability but he did not admire the man in him.

He knew better than to trust the man the word see as a legend.

Lily who was coming out of the kitchen with a tray full of scones sighed and said ¨ Harry please calm down and be nice. Albus is here to give you boys your test scores¨ Her husband was out of town on ministry business so it was just her and the kids. Rosaline was still asleep and she had the house elves wake up Hadrian and Harry. But to her surprise, Harry was gone. She didn't dwell deeply on the fact he was gone.

¨ Alright Professor. Give me my test scores and I can stop enduring the phycological torture of being nice to you ¨ answered Harry in one breath giving Albus Dumbledore his best glare that made the old man shudder.

Taking a deep breath Albus answered¨ My boy, please sit down and be nice. You know kindness is very powerful ¨

¨ I don't doubt that Professor. But I'll be nice to you when Hell freezes over and my inner demons are dead. But until then my dear Professor I'll be a fuckin bitch. Take it or leave it. Oh and for the record I address you as Professor Dumbledore because we are not in a relationship. I unlike you AM NOT INTERESTED! I really don't have time to fuck headmasters such as yourself. So please address me as Mr. Potter, but not Harry. I'll allow you to call me Harry when you earn my respect.¨ said Harry again in one breath walking towards his seat and sitting down.

Dumbledore and Lily were both shocked that Harry had the courage to say these things to him. Personally Lily was hiding her face in shame of her young son.

The room remained silent until the little pig named Hadrian found his way to the kitchen.

¨ What is he doing here?" said Hadrian pointing at Harry.

¨ Huh, I asked the same question when you were born !¨ said Harry calmly looking at his brother with fake wonder in his eyes.

¨ Now now boys. Your mother was very proud when you were born. So please why don't we all calm down sit down. Have some scones. "

Harry quietly chuckled at the redness of his mother.

¨ Darling, Harry is your brother and Professor Dumbledore is here to talk to you about your test scores. Please do sit down sweetums. ¨