When the Impossible Becomes Possible By VisciousRos

Chapter 2 : Number Four Privet Drive

Waking up to a banshee scream was not on my to do list of things I would want to wake up to. Jesus that women should be considered an endangered animal or something with that banshee scream of hers I thought even before I got a good look at her, you have no idea how terrifying it was to see a giraffe looking women standing over my baby self with horror and disgust painted across her to pointy face, which I gladly returned with a look of horror of my own at the women pretending to play human looked down on me. I never could understand how original Harry could put up with the abuse and not turn out in some way similar as Tom Riddle especially since most put it to him having been loved but think about it, most don't remember that far back so how could it truly make a difference? I knew that I wouldn't put up with it and I'd be training my magic to help me scare them into submission when it came to trying to abuse me because I would not endanger my health or happiness for these animals playing at being human. Not enough to gain Dumbledore's attention but enough that they'd leave me alone and act like I wasn't there, which was a better choice than outright killing them and having Dumbledore breathing down my neck and watching my every move.

Another thing I thought about but haven't done is re-enter my mind palace to see what had changed since the night before but to be honest I was scared to see what the soul shard had changed inside my mind. I spent the following years building up my magical core which slowly allowed me to do more things with my magic. The time had finally come to re-enter my mind and face the soul shard and the damages that might have been caused from having the soul shard being forced there. Closing my eyes as I laid in the bed in the second smallest bedroom that I used my magic to obtain from my repulsive relatives I forced myself to relax and sink into my mind palace. The first thing I notice is that the study had seemed to have doubled in size making the place feel roomy. Seeing no damage done to my mind itself I headed for a hidden door that lead to my magical core that I had kept hidden from all others since it needed my magical signature to appear and open. Instead of a Avada emerald green with mercury and teal colored magical core I noticed what could only be plum colored chains keeping most of it locked away as if someone had placed binding spells upon my magic to keep me from accessing it as I should and knowing how only one person would have truly done so along to fit the time frame of passing out and waking up outside Private Drive I came in that moment to truly hate Albus to many middle names Dumbledore. Letting out a outraged hiss in pure fury I had forcefully pull myself away from my own core to see if anything else was added to my magical core or around said core, seeing a deep blackish crimson like cord intertwining with my own I came to the conclusion that this was the deeper connection I had with Voldemort himself, meaning I was likely looking at the man's magical essence or a small piece of said essence that was part of the soul shard I now carried inside me. Pushing metaphorically at the connection I barely braced myself for the pain pain pain hate hate fear that forced itself upon me and brought me to my knees in pain, to try and stop this madness that I accidentally set upon myself I forced calm, love, and peace through our link over and over again until I felt everything calm down and the pain come to a stop leaving me collapsed on the floor inside my mind beside my magical core. From that moment on every day I sent some of my magic along with calming thoughts through our link in order to help Voldemort the best way I could in this situation since I didn't have many other ideas on how to help him other than this way.

I remember reading a fanfiction where something similar happened but unlike in the story I didn't really feel any deeper emotions or curiosity from his side of the link and truly I could see why seeing as he had already spent the last seven years as a spirit wandering around might make his normal emotions blurred and not in his reach fully until he has a body at least, but thank Merlin I read so many fanfictions because they truly gave me a lot of ideas to try on my own. I find it pointless to describe my life at Durskaban other than unlike original Harry I was not only healthy but had forced the Dursley's to buy me food and clothing that fit along with nice things or face the option of a rudimentary pain filled curse that was undetectable and left no lasting effects. Looking around the room I designed for myself to make this place bearable and as my haven I couldn't be prouder of myself if I had wanted to. The floor was covered in a deep coal grey carpet that was soft to the touch and kept my feet warm on colds days, the walls I painted and sketched out myself of that of a deep wooden forest made of ash wood and elder trees with a galaxy like starry sky as a backdrop that I had gotten from how my mind palace looked, I also added grim like dogs, shadow like wolves, majestic like white deer, and fairy lights peeking in and out of the trees in remembrance of my true family. Pushed against the right side of the wall was a black elder wood style bed frame with silk black sheets covering the mattress, for the comforter I choose a light teal color, I had one black and one teal pillow case for my pillows that laid one over the other. Off to the left side of my room I had a matching desk and chair set along with two wide and tall bookshelves all done in a coal grey wood. On the right side by the door I had placed a heavy wardrobe made of black ash wood matching that of the bed frame that I placed all my clothes inside of. To the left and in a corner, I had placed a pearl white gold full body mirror at an angle. Once I started Hogwarts, I'd add a snake tank to the bookshelf, an owl stand near the window, and a banner for whichever house I got into above my desk and bed.

The bedroom window stood in the middle between the bookshelf and the bed. I had purchased books on how to learn Latin along with a few other languages to help with learning the older and Ancient spells I might be able to get a hold of at a later time, a few parchment styled journals to help me get used to using quills and because I preferred them to lined paper journals, and a few detailed history books leaving most of the first bookshelf empty along with the other one since I had only bought the essentials. Moving to the mirror I took in the styled messy curls that fell to my shoulders and the killing curse green flecked with light gold eyes and aristocratic features, moving over to grab the non-subscription glasses to wear in front of others to keep it secret that I truly didn't need them. I didn't send much magic or feelings through the bond seeing as how I didn't really want him to ever notice that he was being helped in any way along with the fact most of my magic was locked away from me thanks to Dumbles, and even once I had my magic freed from the binds put on them I wouldn't send much feelings or magic across since it was better to only send enough to sooth. The rest of the time I had left before my eleventh birthday I spent making plans for the magical world and what I wanted to change for the better once I was in a position to do so.

To do list:

1. Free Sirius from Azkaban once I steal the rat from Ronald and get a trial set for him

2. Get into either Gryffindor or Ravenclaw possibly even Hufflepuff to keep away suspicion

3. Get a detailed inheritance test done at Gringotts done

4. Get bindings removed immediately

5. Get multi compartment trunk warded with a special room for the Horcruxes

6. Whole new wardrobe befitting my station

7. Gain my own loyal followers

8. Convince Voldemort to reabsorb some of his horcruxes

9. Obtain the philosopher stone if possible, for my own use

The day came for my Hogwarts letter to arrive, humming softly to myself I ignored the Muggles as I made my way to get the mail in order to get my letter. After retrieving said letter I headed to my room to write an acceptance letter forged in my aunts handwriting stating how she would be taking me to get my things and that I would be attending come September First as it was known she was familiar with the Magical World .

"Aunt Petunia you should take your family away on a vacation for the day as I will be heading to receive my Hogwarts things and shall not be returning tonight and need for no questions to arise for you being here without me." I state simply as I barley spare her a glance after giving the owl my acceptance letter and moving to the door as a devil may care smile settled on my face even as I let my fingers run through my hair.