First I want to say that I do not own the Harry Potter series at all. I will be making changes to it like many others have has well. I am also not the best with writing, please forgive me for mistakes and such. I respect J.K Rowling a lot and her writing is amazing to capture so many people's hearts with her Books. Now I will make the story line follow the books in terms of years and such but there will major differences. Please forgive me if this isn't your style. I just wanted to try my hand at it.

Talking will be like so: "Hello Harry Potter"

Spells will be such: 'Avada Kedavra'

Thoughts will be: "Stupid Ferret"

And Parseltongue speaking will be: §Hello Potter§

Now please without further or due. I welcome you into my world of the Harry Potter Series my way.

A resounding Boom was heard through the leaky and shaking shack. The winds and thunderstorm outside seemed to be trying to destroy the building. A young boy who was just about eleven years of age was lying near the fire wrapped in only a thin sheet. He was watching the clock that was near his sleeping pig sized cousin on the couch. The time was showing only 11:30 PM. He looked to the fire and added another log sending a shower of sparks up the old stone chimney.

When he did a piece of burnt paper fell out of the fire. This paper was the reason that he was on a sandy dirt floor in the first place. He had to chuckle a bit about the troubles that letter and the bunch that showed up almost about a month before they got to this point. Yet the true beginning of the story was longer than he remembers or wasn't awake for at the moment.

November 1st, 1981

In a quiet little cul-de-sac known as Privet Drive in a neighborhood known as Little Whinging in the town of Surrey. The Halloween holiday had just passed. It was early in the morning, maybe only 4 AM. The entire area was covered in a dense fog, which was dense enough that things looked like they stepped out of a nightmare. There was not a sound, except for an owl that was on a sign giving some hoots every now and then. Before flying off into the night. It headed towards a small forest on the outside of the cul-de-sac. Where the owl disappeared into the trees, a man appeared.

A man who by today standards of Great Britain was weird on its own in terms of age near the age of a 105. Yet the clothes were odd as were long. His robes that covered his entire body in a royal purple with golden edge. With tiny flying winged balls zooming around. Even his cone shaped hat was out of place here. Well in modern Britain he would be completely out of place no matter where he went. He was slowly making his way to up Privet Drive like a man on a mission. Yet the pace was measured as if he was building dramatic entrance or was waiting for something to appear.

The man was not known to the area but was to a different yet parallel world, yet it was right beside the mundane world, this one filled with magic. He was known as the current Leader of the Light. His name was Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. He soon stopped right at the entrance to Privet Drive and pulled out what looked to be a big lighter. He soon opened it, he pointed it at a lamp post which a light from one of the lamp posts about four away soon were heading to the device. Sure, enough all the ones he pointed to soon disappeared as well. After the lights were all gone from the posts the man looked to a cat he had missed. Or finally was going to acknowledge the cat existed in the first place.

He looked to the cat which was of the Maine Coon breed. He chuckled a bit and told the cat. "I should've known you would be here Professor McGonagall."

The Maine Coon started to shift and slightly grow before eventually after a about 15 seconds there was a woman who looked to be around mid-forties. She also looked like she did not belong in this time, almost as if she belonged to the same time as Albus. Her name was Minerva Catriona McGonagall, a woman of Scottish descent. She was wearing solid black robes with a bigger hat and brim as well. The robes had a big collar to protect her neck from wind. She was looking at the man with a scowl and worry on her face, as she started question the man in front of her. "Are the rumors true, Albus? Please tell me I have heard the whispers from others." Albus sighed as they walked to their destination a very simple looking house. Some of which was already looking a little wrong as if there was no maintenance done to the house.

He answered her plainly still trying to withhold the truth since she did not to know. "I am afraid so professor, the good and the bad." He didn't look his second in command as he answered her question. Especially since he hated lying to her but it was for the Greater Good. He answered her next question before she asked him. "Hagrid is going bring the boy here for his safety. There is to many people that do still wanna harm the boy."

She looked curious as to how he knew that question but filed that away for later and focused on what he said. "Are you sure it was wise to put such a task to him Albus? Especially something as important as this?" Albus stopped walking as he got to the house with the number 4 on the front of the house. He looked to the witch and answered her with no emotion in his usual grandfather voice." Ah Minerva, I would trust Hagrid with my life. Him bringing Harry here is the best option for everything."

Soon as he finished speaking, a sound unknown yet almost known to the two of them was heard from above them. The sound did a lazy circle before coming down the long road. The two turned to the noise and soon saw a big light coming towards them. The two pulled their wands from their cloak holsters and had them ready just in case. They soon were able to see the giant man behind the light. Both were a bit confused as to where he got the bike from and was able to fly it. Then the two saw the name of the bike was called Marauders. They then knew who gave him the bike to get here. This made Albus frown as it meant that someone else already knew Harry was here or with him. This was not how things were suppose to go. He had more things to do after this seemed, it brought a thought to his mind."I guess there is no sleep tonight. I have to deal with these Marauders before this ends badly."

The bike and giant man soon was trying to slow down with a screech as the brakes were used to slow down the weighed down bike. The two who waited for him were flinching from the sound worried everyone would wake up and come out and see what was going on. He turned to the side and stopped about ten feet in front of them and took off his enchanted goggles, he used them to see in the cloudy and foggy night sky. Which in Britain is almost 280 to 320 days and nights a year. He turned to the older witch and wizard who were looking shocked that he was able to make the journey. Or maybe by the fact he drove there with the boy or the fact the bike was able to lift up with his, half-giant, body on the bike. The professors did not realize how many enchantments and runes were carved into the bike. The man finished parking the bike and looked again at the professors and said in his normal loud voice, making the two wince again from the loudness of his voice. "Evening Professor Dumbledore Sir. Professor McGonagall ma'am." He gets of the bike gently while holding a baby sling preventing the baby in front of him to be shaken from the movement. They were surprised the baby was asleep still or the fact Hagrid was so gentle with the baby.

Albus asked almost too urgently for his normal and calm demeanor. "I hope there was no problems Hagrid? We have to be quick about this, before everyone hears and sees us." The half-giant man shook his head as walked towards them replying to the question with a small smile. "No sir, there was not really any problems. Although I did meet Sirius at the house as I was coming out with Harry. He was crying as he got there for their dinner plans last night. He sobered up as he saw me carrying Harry. He asked for Harry as is his right as Godfather, but I refused and said you wanted to keep him safe for a while." This caused some confusion and anger from both professors. Albus now really had to deal with the Marauders. One was not a issue since he was loyal to him to a fault.

Hagrid continued his explanation since he didn't notice the looks on the faces of the two. "He seemed to accept that answer for the most part. He then tossed me the keys to the bike. Before mumbling about skinning a rat and apparated away. Confused me to no end but made it faster for me to come here so can't complain, especially ince walking here would of took another 4 hours. Harry was awake for it all the conversation it seemed and was following our voices. Then as we drove here. The tyke fell asleep as we flew over Bristol he laughed a lot along the way. I may of thrown in some loops and fun for him along the way. He seemed at home in the air it was almost as if he was born to fly free as a dragon, please try not to wake him, he just looks so peaceful."

Dumbledore was slowly grabbing Harry from Hagrid as he said the last part. It did bug him the line free as a dragon but that will change later. Albus then moved to put him in the basket he transfigured from a leaf from the giant man's shoulder. The two Professors noticed the wound on his head had some dry blood there but was not bleeding now. Yet it still looked very fresh wound. Dumbledore knew what it was, but Professor McGonagall was puzzled. Yet before she could ask Dumbledore was making his way to the door. She asked in a hushed voice as she caught up to him. "Are you sure it is safe, to leave him here with these people? I have been watching them all day they are the worst kind of muggles I have ever seen or imagined. They really are the worst I have seen in my life."She frowned as she remembered everything she witnessed the couple do during the day. The mother even ignored her crying baby for over three hours just to watch the muggle Television. Then Minerva decided to do something and entertained the fat child. Then when she noticed he was dirty she cleaned him quickly before the horse faced mother would notice.

She was interrupted in her remembrance of the day by Dumbledore speaking. "They're the only family he has left. Here he will be completely safe from our world and any who wish revenge. I will be watching over him as closely as I can." Minerva was not convinced and told him a simple fact. "He will be famous, Every wizard child will know his name surely there is someone who will take him in and raise him in our world?"

Dumbledore just ignored her and looked back at Harry and was doing some silent casting to block most of his magic and abilities, since there was some things needed to be tucked away till he was ready to die for the greater good. He finally spoke to her again. "He is far better off her in the muggle world where no one will find him. Growing up in our world will only stunt the boy and make him a snob or a spoiled. Just like his father was when he first got to Hogwarts. Then when he is ready he will join our world." Dumbledore then slowly lowered him and the basket to the ground. He dismissed the warming charm Minerva casted and smirked as he noticed the baby try to hide more.

Behind them Hagrid was trying not to cry and shed tears. All because in the couple hours of him being with Harry he wormed a spot into the half-giant's heart. This was not a good thing apparently he had a talent it seemed for it. He would have to watch out for it in the future it seemed. Dumbledore soon turned to the man and gave him the grandfatherly tone he is so use to using. "Now, now Hagrid. This isn't goodbye after all." Hagrid soon was nodding to him and Dumbledore and the others turn back to the baby on the doorstep. While Dumbledore says loud enough to hear. "Good Luck Harry Potter." While thinking in his head. "My little weapon, I hope you suffer for the greater good."

June 30th, 1991

As Harry was resting, yes resting Harry has learnt to rest and gain his sleep. He needed to do this because of where he lived. He lived under the stairs in a cupboard at his aunts and uncles house. During this time he was thinking about his life. Throughout the years were not kind to Harry. He was forced to be a slave to his Aunt, Uncle, and cousin. If there was anything wrong with how he did something, he was told he caused it and punished. They were never nice like he heard from other kids. No these ones always ended with him covered in his own blood. He had a few incidents where something broke randomly or floated to him and so his uncle beat him with whatever was near him. All because he was a Wizard and not a non magical like them. He only knew this thanks to a dream where he met an ancestor the Lady Morgana Le Fey. Or more just a darkness with her voice telling him everything about who he was.

The first time something odd, accidental magic, happened around Harry. His uncle Vernon tied him to the banister then he and his son whipped him till his back was bleeding from a bunch of different marks from the belt and the buckle. The next one, he was running from Dudley and his gang of bullies at school were chasing him. As he was running he turned a corner and somehow ended up on the roof. He did not understand how but soon as it was explained to his Uncle. He brought him to the house where as soon as he was inside he grabbed Harry by the hair and threw him into the wall where four of his ribs and arm broke, the arm shattered in 4 places one of them was a nasty spiral fracture.

Yet it seemed his Uncle was not done with him he had a fire poker red hot and soon was burning the word freak into Harry's broken arm. Then threw him in the cupboard to suffer in silence. There was so much pain and suffering he went through during the last ten years. He was surprised he was able to function as a normal person. Harry remembered all the times he watched every wound healed. Most left some scars some were bigger than most but most were small or disappeared completely.

Harry had learned long ago that crying got him more punishment and beatings. So he never cried or made a sound during the beatings and torturous moments. He always was doing the chores for everyone else. All the while the whale and pig were being lazy or having a lay in and his Aunt just ignored everything going on. She did not hit him, or anything just told him to do the chores she never wanted to do. One which he was okay with was gardening since it was outside and away from the rest of the relatives. That was where he also discovered he could talk to snakes. Yet he knew this was not a good thing if it got out to both worlds.

They told him about the world beyond his jail in both worlds as they spied for him. They explained the wizarding world and what has happened in it since he left. They told him spells and showed the movements from young witches and wizards who were practicing at home. They told him of how he is famous both in some books which were false and the true story. He never told his Aunt or Uncle what he could do since it got him beaten in the past if showed any talent not a normal one. Though today was a day he would never forget in his life. It started like almost any other day besides the fact it was his pig in disguise cousin's birthday. A pounding on the door shook him from his thoughts. The unnatural high tone of his Aunt's voice was heard right outside the door. "Freak, get up now and finish fixing breakfast. NOW!" The door was then unlocked and soon she stormed off to the dinning room to wait for breakfast. Harry reached for his glasses even if they actually did nothing to help him. Considering he used magic to make his eyes better till he can get something more permanent done. He looked up as his cousin's footsteps were heard on the steps above him.

Dudley was jumping on the stairs as he yelled at him, which he shook his head about. "Wake up cousin, we're going to the Zoo." All the while Shaking dust onto Harry and making him grumble about the dust. Dudley was laughing getting closer to the door as Harry was about to step out of the room Dudley punched Harry in the gut not hard but enough to make him stumble. Then pushed him back into the cupboard then slammed the door shut. All before running to join his parents in the dining room to get his breakfast and his gifts.

Harry groaned but recovered very quickly since his cousin did not actually hit him to hard this time. Which to Harry was actually shocking, his cousin must be in a very good mood. He soon was entering the kitchen though a foggy glass door and soon was being ordered by his Aunt. "Why don't you finish breakfast and no burning anything." Harry just nodded and finished cooking before stacking all the food on the three plates while putting some aside for himself hidden away from his Uncle's sight. Especially since if he was caught eating the good food he would be in for another beating. His uncle saw Harry come into the room and yelled out. "Bring me my coffee you freak. Also, my food I'm tired of your waiting around like you own the kitchen, you don't I do now hurry up." Harry just quickly put his Uncle's food on the table with a cup of coffee that had 7 cubes of sugar and no cream. The man was trying to kill himself with all the sugar it seemed.

Aunt Petunia soon was covering Dudley's eyes and leading him to the presents. When she uncovered them so he could see them. The boy did a quick count before turning to his father and asking in a spoiled voice. "How many are there?" Vernon Dursley smiled and said. "Thirty-six, I counted them myself." Dudley just exploded on his father yelling as loud as he could. "What! 36, LAST YEAR I GOT 37! WHY IS THERE ONLY 36!" Vernon stammered. "Wel-l al-ot of these are bigger than last year." Dudley just added venom to his voice. "I don't care how big they are." Aunt Petunia was quick to run interference since an angry Duddurs is something no one wanted. "Why not while we are out today we buy you two more presents, huh Duddkins. How's that Pumpkin, does that sound good?" This seem to satisfy the angry child as Harry watched and shook his head from how stupid his family if they could be called that was.

About half hour later when the food was all done even if there was more on them then in their bellies it looked like. They were all soon headed out of the house to the car. Dudley and Aunt Petunia were in the car already. Just as Harry was about to jump in the car Vernon shut the door and got into Harry's face. All the while whispering with enough venom to kill a human if it was a snake. "Listen good and listen well you little freak. If there is any funny business at all. I will make sure the other punishments I have given you will feel like nothing compared to this one. Do you understand me completely freak?"

Harry just nodded since there was nothing really he could say. He knew his uncle was serious, so Harry just got in the car and shrunk in the car to avoid being bothered. He just stared out the window as they made their way to the zoo. Every now and then he would catch sight of people. Not dressed like they belonged to the non-magical world, he knew they were Wizards or Witches. He noticed a few even flying around on brooms seemingly invisible to the naked eye of everyone else. Sure, enough after about a half an hour drive they arrived at the local Zoo.

As they walked in, Dudley instantly wanted to go into the reptile house since he likes snakes and other reptiles. Harry liked the snakes as well but kept that quiet especially because he was considered a freak. They all were soon looking at a Boa constrictor from Burma. Yet the snake was not really moving besides breathing which to the family was frustrating. Dudley looked to his father who knocked on the glass while saying. "Wake the snake up now, so it will do something cool." Dudley seemed to think his father's message wasn't good enough. So he slammed on the glass a few times in an attempt to make the snake move. Harry simply sighed before saying quietly almost to himself. "He is asleep at the moment. Also, snakes have good hearing and loud noises make them mad and more than likely will cause them to hide or attack." Just as a Vernon was about to rip him a new one a Keeper of the Zoo came up from behind them. Who was wearing the uniform and his hair was almost black as night came up to them and told them sternly, "Please, leave the glass alone. The young man is correct and a snake this size could break through the glass if pissed enough. Which in that case will more than likely attack anyone of you. So, if you cannot behave please leave my reptile house, I don't have time to deal with people like you."

Aunt Petunia seemed to pale as she saw who was talking as she recognized him. He did gave her a slight nod as if he read her mind. She directed everyone but Harry away from the man as fast as she could pretending to see something cool elsewhere. Harry looked to the man and sent him a soft smile in thanks. The man almost recoiled and flinched as he saw something in Harry's eyes it seemed. Before smiling and walking away mumbling about having mothers eyes. Harry was confused but focused on the snake and smiled as it hissed in thanks. Even if the snake did not know he understood. He had a surprise for the snake it seemed.

"§Thanks for getting them to stop the knocking is maddening at the best of times. Yet that pigs was the worst in over 3 years.§." Harry smiled before hissing back to the snake. "§That is no problem my friend, I noticed you were bred in captivity. How about I find a way to get you out of here§." The Snake was amazed that there was 'Speaker' in front of him. Someone a legend to the various snake species. The snake was looking around to figure a way for the boy to help him get him out. Yet after a minute he could not without getting the boy in trouble."§I am sorry speaker, I see no way out of here. If you can think of something I will be forever grateful. In case you do I want you to know my true name. It is Nagini Jormungandr. I was stolen from my nest mother and need to find my partner. Please Speaker help me, I promise if I can later in life I will help you in anyway I can if we see each other again.§"

Harry was about to do something to help the snake. When he got pushed out of the way from his cousin who saw that the snake was moving around finally. He was pressing all over the glass and staring at the snake all amazed, by the fact the snake's head was raised three feet up in the air. Harry had an idea in the form of a spell the snakes told him about, he put his hand up and closed it gently. While whispering 'Finestra', this caused the glass to shatter into a bunch of tiny pieces. Starting from where Dudley made contact to hide his involvement in the accident. Not realizing the spell was so strong it also destroyed the glass of the one beside the Boa. In which a snake snuck out and hid in Harry's shirt under his coat, even one of its size. It only did so because he had heard the boy speak to the boa. He also felt it was his future to go with the boy not be stuck in a small exhibit. Just like he planned Dudley soon fell into water by the snake as the snake slithered over right the boy. All before going out of the exhibit and making its way out of the house. The snake seemed to have some fun first and was hissing and scaring everyone that came near him. The man who was in charge of the exhibit was surprised but knew who the boy's parents were and was not shocked he could cast wandless. It did make him think that he was going to be a pain when he gets to school but he will have to put the kid in his place. This brought a smile to his face, then what happened next made him glare at the two adults taking care of him.

Harry's Aunt and Uncle soon came up on hearing the glass breaking ad both screamed as they saw the snake slither over their son and were very worried about the boy. They pulled him out of there as soon as the snake was gone. Aunt Petunia was fussing over him and wrapping him in a bunch of towels she got from the black-haired man. No one questioned where he got them since he somehow pulled them out of nowhere it seemed. She took them with a glare but still took them and worked on drying off her son. Uncle Vernon looked to Harry who was watching everything on his ass and assumed he did something. Not realizing that he was right and true about his thoughts. He soon grabbed the boy by the back of his shirt and dragged him to the car. All the while under watchful eyes of the man who was glaring with fire in his eyes. Who Harry finally saw a name on his shirt sewed into it. S. Snape. Yet some reason he saw the glare but also some concern of in his eyes.

When they got back to the house and inside away from witnesses. That was when Vernon let his rage slip and reacted. He grabbed Harry's hair and yelled at him. "HOW DID THE GLASS BREAK, FREAK?! ANSWER ME NOW OR PREPARE TO HAVE HELL RAIN ON YOU!" Harry struggled to get it out of the hold he was in, but he finally eventually was able to say. "Dudley slammed into the glass and hit it too hard and the glass broke. That's all, I swear to god nothing else happened I was on the ground from when he pushed me." Vernon just threw him in the cupboard and growled at Harry." Fine then, for that there is no supper for a week. Because of you his birthday is ruined. You always ruin everything for this family."

The vent to the cupboard was slammed shut and soon was locked leaving him in the dark for a second. Harry sighed before clicking on the light and turned to the blood stained bed getting ready to relax for a week. As Harry was about to lay down a tiny voice behind was heard in a hissing he only knew from snakes which shocked him. §Please Speaker don't freak out or lay down. I am on your back we need to have a long talk§." Harry soon relaxed and felt the snake finally came off his back and when he knew it was safe he turned around. Before gasping as there in front of him was a viper around seven feet long. One known in Latin America as the most Venomous snake there. A Fer de lance. Harry paled before asking the snake calmly. "§Can you please explain why you are here or rather how you got here? I doubt I can hide you if you are looking for somewhere to hide§."

The snake did not seem bothered by the question or anything really and answered simply. He had nothing to hide from the boy who accidently saved him from a slow death. §You are a Speaker from the old age. I was born in wild but was captured really young. I heard of people who could understand us snakes and even speak to us and dragons alike. I had hoped to find one who was a Speaker. When you freed the Boa you accidently used too much magic and broke my glass as well. I knew you were the Speaker by listening you talk to Nagini. So I climbed on your back as you watched everything and made myself weightless, thanks to some magic all animals are born with. I am here not to ask for freedom or to be hidden but to become your Familiar. If you accept then I can become part of your skin in a form of a tattoo. Please don't refuse me my Speaker, I know I am suppose to be here with you§.

Harry was shocked by this since he had heard of a few people with true Familiars. Most only had pets even in the wizarding world Since it was hard to find true familiars. He realized the snake was serious about this and nodded and offered his arm to form the bond and go into the tattoo. The snake slides up his arm and went to his chest where Harry felt the snake enter and become the tattoo the snake was talking about. This cause a tingling sensation and was a bit hot from it. He opened his shirt and saw an image of a snake ready to strike at whoever threatened him. He smiled before turning the light off and getting some rest before thinking to himself. "Well today turned out to be rather amazing I wonder what will happen tomorrow." That thought was the one he fell asleep to with a smile on his face. A hand was slowly rubbing the new tattoo he had.