Heirs -Wrong boy who lived fic

Running

             ( 6 years later)
                  A  newly 7 year old Harry peeked out of his bedroom door. It was his brothers birthday today and if he was caught out of bed then he would be in trouble with Lily and James. Last year he had tried to explain that it was also his birthday since he and his brother were twins but that only made James hit harder.

               The only bright points in his life were when Mooney and Padfoot came to visit. They never forgot about Harry but sometimes they would "accidentally" forget to bring Charlie a present but give one to Harry.  Neither of them really liked Charlie as he was extremely impatient and arrogant thinking that he was above everyone else. Whereas Harry was very patient and down to earth. When Padfoot and Mooney weren't visiting, Harry frequented the Potter library any time that he could. He would visit to read and practice his magic. He was taught almost everything by his family's head house elf Twiddle. She taught him to read, write and do math. While Padfoot and Mooney helped where they could, they weren't the best at teaching. (;\ ;\) Harry never had any magical accidents and his parents were starting to think that be was a squib. What they didn't know was that he had total control over his magic. At this time he is past 7th year level with his magic, he has the most powerful mind in the world, perfected in both occupancy and legimens. He has also mastered all 4 elements and is working on the theory of other elements existing. Harry was also in the painfully long process of trying to make new spells for himself.

                   Just like every year on his birthday Harry had to stay in his room all night. He didn't have to do that when Sirius was here with Remus because Lily and James wanted to keep up apperances.  Harry was sneaking down to the kitchen so he could get the last ingredient for a potion for Mooney. It was was supposed to help with his trasformations. (A/N: yes Harry knows about Mooney's furry little problem). That is when he heard the voices.

                    They were coming from the kitchen. When Harry peeked in from the stairs he saw Dumbledore talking with his parents. "We will soon begin training Charlie. It  will  be best if we brought your little Harry to the home of Lily's sister Petunia." Harry heard Dumbledore say. He didn't expect his parents to defend him so it wasn't a surprise when James said "When will he leave?" but it still hurt.

                       Harry didn't want to go to Petunia's house. Even though his parents thought it was best for him since they were both "squibs". Lily and James just hadn't seen Harry do accidental magic because he didn't want them to.

                       After hearing about where they planned to take him, Harry ran up the stairs to his room. When he got up there he shrunk all of his things and put them in a suitcase then he levitated it to the Potter library. When he got there he duplicated all of the books and then shrunk the original copies and put them in his bag as he put all of the duplicated back. All that with a snap of his fingers. Before he left he went to talk to Twiddle. It was quite the tearful goodbye. She and the house elves were the only thing that he would miss from this house. He had thought of freeing all of the house elves but they would miss working to much. He also gave Twiddle a message that she was supposed to give to Sirius and Remus. It said
                                              Dear Mooney and Padfoot,
     
             I am doing just fine. I am not hurt or anything other. We will find each other soon but for now just enjoy each other's company and keep up your artistic talent.

               He then imagined being right outside the Potter Manor wards and he was. Then Harry Potter ran.