A/N: This is a complete rewrite of chapter two. After some thought, I chose to rewrite it from scratch as I had a new Idea of where to go than what I originally was going to go. Also, I am using the word 'Gypsy' in its modern term which describes a group of people who enjoy the love of freedom, creativity, uniqueness, nature, dreaming, adventure, and meeting different people.
A/N: Edited 6/14/ 2024 I am changing the date of when I set this story. I will not be July 13th, 2006 it will be June 13th, 2006 reason is I forgot that it was in June until I looked it up. I also did fix a few sentences to that will get changed a bit thanks to the date change
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"Prat"- talking
§Open§ -Parseltongue
'Dumblefuck' -thinking
"Enough" -familiar speaking/beast speak/gobbledegook
"Hello" - speaking different languages
'This kid' -familiar/magical creature/ goblin thinking
*Sit* -action
Hello -writing/messages/news/letters
Scream- memories/dreams/visions
Chapter 2: Running Away
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Third pov:
13th June, 2006
It had been three and a half weeks since Vernon beat Harry so badly that he had destroyed the Horcrux in his scar. Nothing much has changed for Harry except that after trial and error, Harry figured out a bunch of abilities. After finding out his abilities which were teleportation, summoning fire, manipulating fire, communicating with snakes, reading minds if he consitrates hard enough, and levitating stuff if he concentrates hard enough as well. After finding out what he could do he started to train them in secret. It was almost summertime now and soon it will also be his birthday. It is a month and 18 days away from his 6th birthday. Harry was not looking forward to this birthday since the only one who ever celebrated with him would not be there. Right now Harry could be seen in his cupboard meditating. It had been five months now since Harry got his presents from that kind old man Mr. Samuel Malfoy who passed away a month ago. He was a kind old man who lived next door to the Dursleys at No. 5 Private Drive who never believed the Dursley's lies and was always kind to Harry. He taught Harry language, chess, kickboxing, cooking, and so much more. Harry had known him since he was three and had taken to calling him grandpa. Unlike the Dusleys that kind old man had gift him presents.
Things like a rucksack, a violin with a case, a panflute, a couple of hats, a pocket knife, and so much more. It was the old man who gave Harry his favorite book which was about the human mind, meditation, and the creation of a mind palace to organize thoughts and improve memory (A/n: I will say this now no it is not Occulemcy but when he starts learning occlumency it will be a whole lot easier as this book lays a foundation for it). The Dursleys still do not know to this day that for a month now all the things Sam had given him were hiding up in their attic that he will take with him when he leaves this place someday. If things keep going bad Harry plans to run away and contact the friend of his grandpa if needed as he told him to do so if things got too bad. As Harry meditates he hears the door slam open and then the shrill voice that belongs to his horse-face snob of an aunt Petunia Dursley starts to shout through the house.
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