Disclaimer: Just like I don't own Naruto I also don't own Harry Potter, its sad I know but hey that's life.

AN: I got an idea from this while reading a Harry Potter fic though I don't remember the name at the moment, sorry, but I wanted a darker Harry, im not sure if I should make it a wrong boy-who-lived story as much as a moronic one, either way Harry wont be thought of as the boy-who-lived to start off with.

Harry will have several powers and I am going to make him strong, very strong some might say, spells wise id day maybe 3rd year stuff is accomplished before 1st ends. I am also sorry to say that I will not include Hedwig in this story, she is my favorite owl but Im giving harry something else.

Thinking/ "Speech"/

Chapter 1:

Harry Potter sighed from the shadows of Potter Manor while looking at the disgusting sight in front of him. Harry was watching his mother and "Oh so loving" father dote all over his whale of a brother Ed, the boy-who-lived.

Ever since Voldemort's attack on their home in Godric's Hollow Ed, had always been doted on excessively by his parents, while Harry essentially became part of the wall to his brother and father. Harry sighed again while thinking Atleast Mum hasn't abandoned me yet, though James does try and force her to, a grimace making its way to his face when he thought of his father.

To say James and Harry did not get along was like saying Severus Snape had a small crush on Lily in school, to say it was a large understatement. Harry and James absolutely loathed each other, though Harry simply ignored his fool of a father or the most part. Harry knew why his father hated him and he simply did not care about the fools reasoning. Harry's grandfather, who Harry silently thanked daily not only for naming him properly, but also for naming him heir to the Potter family fortune and magical prowess, that his father James had never shown.

Harry had always been an exceptionally skilled child, especially when it came to the arts of the Potter family, which many would believe included the Lightest Magics ever conceived along with flying, due to Albus Dumbledore's propaganda, and James's sorting into Gryffindor house.

The truth of the matter was that James was the first Potter Gryffindor in nearly 200 years, most went either to Slytherin or Ravenclaw, and were known to be highly magically powerfull, along with good flyers though that came from a different aspect of their history. As to the Potter family magic, like all old families they had a speciality, theirs was just not what most expected. The Potter's had two branches of magic they always excelled in, Elemental Magic (Particularly frost and ice spells) due to most Potters actually being elementals, all the way back to the first Potter, and Necromancy.

James had never been very skilled at any sort of magic, though he was decent in transfiguration, which is what kept him from being kicked out of the family after the birth of his sons, though Ed seemed to take after his father in the power department. Harry however had exhibited strong sighs of accidental magic and wandless magic when he turned 8 years old, causing his grandfather to name him as the sole heir of the Potters, making his father hate him, but Harry never blamed his grandfather for that his dad was just an idiot to begin with.

Harry sighed one last time before heading up the stairs to his room. Harry had a fairly plain room, with a normal full sized bed with blue and silver sheets, and hangings, the Potter family colors, and with the exception of the bookshelves on 3 of the four walls filled with books from the Potter library, and those that Harry purchased were bare.

Wandlessly summoning a book on pureblood etiquette from his bedside table Harry scanned over it one last time with his shining emerald eyes, before setting it down and preparing for a day of shopping in Diagon Alley, to get both his and his brother's school supplies, all the while refusing silently to let his family name slip any further from grace, in the higher echelons of the magical world. The Potters were a world renowned family and his father had all but ruined it, it was a blessing when people realizes that James was not the future of the Potter family but Harry was.

Shaking his head clear of those thoughts Harry went into the bathroom to clean himself before going to the alley with his "family". James had tried to go without him but Lily had quickly put a stop to that.

After dressing in a set of black dragonhide robes, made from the hide of a Hebridean Black dragon, that acted as the guardian for the main Potter vault at Gringotts, for most of its life. These were the Potter Heir robes and Harry wore one of the many sets whenever he was out in public, as he was required to along with the heir ring. He always enjoyed doing this as it both made many other purebloods defer to him, in addition to angering both Ed and James, who always got mad that they were not made the family heir, and though Harry couldn't take lordship until 17 it was enough for him.

Walking downstairs Harry barely kept the sneer from his face when he saw the rest of his family.

First he saw his father, James Potter. James was a man with black hair, like Harry though it was not as long and James' was messy. James also had hazel eyes and wore glasses, unlike Harry who had always had perfect eyesight allowing his emeralds to shine without obstruction.

Next he saw his mother, Lily, and his face softened as he looked at her. Lily Potter was a beautiful witch and at 32 years old still had the figure of someone in their early 20's, proving that her magic was strong, as the stronger someones magic was the less they appeared to age and the longer they lived. Lily like Harry had emerald green eyes, though unlike her son had long auburn hair that fell inbetween her shoulder blades to midback.

Lastly Harry saw his brother Ed, and a sneer finally made its way onto Harry's face. Harry and Ed were the exact opposite of each other, where Harry, had a tall and thin frame with slightly developing feline like muscles, Ed was slightly shorter than average and rather fat, it was one of the reason people got Harry confused for his brother. Where Harry was magically powerful performing wandless magic from 8 years old and onwards, Ed was weak almost a squib. Though whenever people found out Ed was the boy-who-lived all these deficiencies and faults seemed to disappear.

When the rest of the family noticed he was there James walked over with a sneer on his face and saying "We will be getting wands first, then you are to go off on your own. Is that clear?" disdain evident in his voice during every syllable.

"Crystal" Harry replied his face neutral before walking out the door with a bottomless sack filled with galleons from the 5 main Potter vaults, which only he had access to after his grandfather died. His mother looked at him with a sorrow filled gaze before kissing him on the forehead and apparating to the alley after James.

When they reached the alley, the four of them went straight to Ollivanders, together as was tradition in the Potter family, and Harry was always willing to deal with his father and brother for traditions sake. Opening the door to the dusty shop the four Potters went inside.

Harry looked around the old shop and could sense powerful magic within, using one of his special talents.

"Ah the Potters, I wondered when I would be seeing you here" an old sounding voice said from the back "James Potter 11 inches mahogany good for transfiguration, and Lily Potter willow swishy great for charms work." An old man who could only be Mr. Ollivander finished as he stepped out of the back fully revealing himself to the family.

Harry looked at the ma before sending a small nod his way in respect as custom said he should, he could sense power within the old Ollivander, and power was worthy of respect. Ollivander returned the nod discreetly before saying "Lets begin shall we"

James nudged Ed, forward who waddled forward a bit before steadying himself and striking an arrogant pose and saying "The boy-who-lived had come for his wand" in an I'm important tone.

Ollivander looked disgusted at the creature before him, but began searching for his wand anyhow he knew it wouldn't take long, not like the other boy who he could sense powerful magic from. After 4 wands a match was found astounding James, who had always believed Ed's power hadn't manifested and making Lily nearly sick with worry wondering how little power Ed actually had. "Ah yes one of my more interesting combinations, Mr. Potter your wand is 4 inches made of Holly and Nifler fur, it wont really be good for anything but it will allow you to do magic in a sense I suppose" Ollivander said with a dreamy look on his face.

Harry was trying his hardest not to laugh at the looks on his father and brother's faces, before he could actually burst out laughing his mother's voice stopped him as she asked "Mr. Ollivander why was Ed's wand found so quickly?" with some concern in her voice. Lily knew Ed wasn't all that powerful but did always have a small hope that what James suggested about that power not manifesting was true.

Ollivander laughed slightly before saying "He simply is weak and therefore, had to have one of the weaker wands I have made. I can sense magical power Mrs. Potter, so I started with the weaker wands, the one that chose young Ed was the second weakest in my entire collection." Ollivander finished with an odd gleam in his eye, as both Ed and James looked affronted and worried at the same time for what had been revealed to them. "Now" Ollivander started again "2 galleons for that wand, and onto the Heir of House Potter" he finished with a slightly creepy smile that had Harry wondering if he could simply go through his life using wandless magic.

"Now which is your wand arm" Ollivander asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"I'm right handed sir" Harry answered with a smirk as he saw his brother's face again, and the process to find Harry's wand began.

2 hours later

Harry was getting frustrated he had tried what seemed to be hundreds of wands and Ollivander seemed to be so happy he looked like he was about to start skipping, while Harry's mother looked at him with awe for the amount of power he must have to reject this many wands, and both James and Ed glaring at him.

"Try this one Mr. Potter, Holly and Phoenix feather 11inches nice and supple" Ollivander said before handing the wand to Harry. As Harry took the wand he nearly got sick right there from the feeling it gave him before throwing the wand back on Ollivander's counter nearly as soon as it touched his hand. Looking at the wand with a grimace on his face Harry knew that was not the one for him.

"Well Mr. Potter it seems you are no ordinary wizard" Ollivander began "It seems I may need to make you a custom wand, like I did for many of your family in the past, the process stopped with your father I believe" he finished while looking at James as if he had done something wrong. "Come to the back of the shop Mr. Potter and well get started" Ollivander said before walking towards the back of the shop.

With both Ed and James glaring at his back Harry walked towards the rear of the shop followed by his mother who looked at him in awe and finally by the other 2 Potters who were still glaring at Harry's back.

When they reached the back of the shop Ollivander showed them to a room they didn't notice before and when stepping into the room awe overtook all four of the Potters. The room was filled with magical creature parts and woods, that had magic so strong even people like James could feel it, Ed was in awe because he had never seen so many colors in one place before.

"Now Mr. Potter you will need to walk around the room and place your hand over the woods in the room, and any that you feel a strong pull towards then do the same with the core materials." Ollivander instructed before having Harry begin.

As Harry walked around the room for woods he felt two strong pulls, one was from a blue wood that had a silvery hue to it, so he picked that up before continuing as Ollivander instructed him to. Finally near the end Harry found one more piece of wood that he felt a strong pull towards. Putting both on the table in the center Harry began to look for cores, missing the shocked look on Ollivanders face, though Lily didn't.

Harry began searching for cores and felt a pull almost immediately, when he saw what the core was all he could tell was that it was a bone, the magic inside it however felt like a long lost friend that was welcoming him back and happy to see him again, placing it on the table Harry kept going. It wasn't long before Harry felt another pull though instead of this one feeling like a long lost friend, this material felt like it was a part of him that had been missing. Looking down at what he thought was a heartstring of some creature Harry placed it on the table before continuing.

Not finding anymore core material Harry stood infront of Ollivander who was looking shocked at the materials picked by the boy.

Finally deciding that something was wrong Harry asked "Mr. Ollivander is something wrong with the material I chose" he asked with some fear in his voice thinking he had messed up somehow.

Harry's voice snapped Ollivander out of his stupor before he looking at the boy. Shaking his head once more Ollivander answered "No Mr. Potter there is nothing wrong with your materials I am simply shocked because these materials are identical to the ones the first potter had in his wand, which was made from frozen ravenwood, pointing towards the silver hued blue wood, and ironbark, pointing to the other" Ollivander said. Taking a deep breathe he continued with "And core material of the bone of a Hebridean black dragon, which has always been a dragon connected to the Potter family, and the heart string of one of the 4 great magical cats, A Tundra Stalker, which was his animagus form. I am shocked Mr. Potter because this means you will not only bring your family back to its former glory, but will also have the same power that your ancestor had access too." Ollivander finished before looking at the shocked faces of the Potter family.

Harry was shocked by what he had heard, he knew of the Potter connection to Hebridean Blacks but he had no idea that his ancestor had a Tundra Stalker as an animagus form, nowadays magical forms were rare but not unheard of to think he could have the ability to become one.

Lily was in a similar state to Harry but for a different reason, she knew what the 4 great magical cats were. The Nundu from Africa that took, 100 trained wizards to kill, the Twilight Panther from South America, said to be even stronger than the Nundu due to its shadow abilities. The Cheecora, also from Africa, but faster than any of the other 3, and the Tundra Stalker, found in the Arctic, Siberia, and Antarctic they look like large white tigers, and are considered the most dangerous of the great 4 because of their ability to control and use ice and frost as weapons, either enhancing their claws or a freezing breath they were not to be taken lightly.

James was trying to think of who the first Potter was, he simply couldn't remember who he was or what powers he had though he knew he'd been taught about it.

Ed was simply in awe of the powerful sounding wand before thinking that his stupid brother got everything.

"Mr. Potter this wand will prove to be a great aid to you, it will be perfect for your family magic as well as being well suited for transfiguration and defense, along with battle magics. Now it will only take a little while for me to complete this wand but the cost will be 200 galleons, these materials are not easy to come by." Ollivander stated before going to work on the wand.

Once the wand was done and Harry had purchased that along with a holster, that was charmed to only respond to him, the Potters left Ollivanders and separated to continue their shopping. Harry after getting his robes, made from acromantula silk after a lengthy process in Madam Malkins where he had to deal with his friend Hydrus Black's cousin Draco Malfoy son of Lucius and some Russian witch, Harry headed to the book store. After getting his school books along with several others which were not ministry approved, which were the Art of the Animagus,The Elemental in You, and Secrets of the Darkest Arts: A Guide to Necromancy. Which had Harry wondering what they were doing in Flourish and Blotts. When he went to purchase the books he got a raised eyebrow from the clerk but saw part of a black tattoo on his left forearm, causing Harry to realize why he hadn't said anything.

After leaving the bookstore Harry headed to his final destination of the day, The Maical Menagerie as he wanted a pet, and even though his Hogwarts letter said owl, cat, or toad he knew that he could bring whatever animal he wished to the school, those were just the 3 that most chose. Walking through the aisles of the shop Harry saw a flash of white out of the corner of his eye and went to investigate. When he got to where he saw the flash he gasped. In front of him was a Rishu cub. Rishu were a species of magical mammals that looked like most pinemartins the only difference being they were white. Rishu were famous for being the only animal that could be in the presence of a Tundra Stalker and not be in any danger from the beast. It was theorized that some form of symbiotic relationship existed but no one had found out what.

When the little Rishu looked up at him Harry had instantly felt a connection with the little cub. Reaching into the cage and picking it up gingerly before holding it Harry knew that this was his familiar, and he also thought it may have to do with his animagus form, which he was now certain was the same as his ancestors. Not wasting anymore time Harry got everything he would need to care for the little Rishu before setting her on his head and buying it all up front.

After naming the cub Sasha, he portkeyed home using a function of his heir ring with her to wait out the month before Hogwarts.

End chapter 1

Well how was it? Bad? Good? Eh? Please review if you have the time and thanks for reading.

Any other suggestions for powers Harry will have let me know and ill see if I can think of a way to implement them.