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Well at least I\'m no longer in the wizarding world	By : Flare Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > General - Misc Views: 1912 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Well at least I'm no longer in the wizarding world
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Summary-Harry has been through a lot and he is completely sick and tired of it all; and he is tried of it long before the war had even ended. So now that the war is over Harry is more then feed up with everything and is more then completely sure that he really wants no part of the wizarding world. Yet is seems they aren't quiet ready to let him go; even though they know how much he has suffered over the years. Harry knowing that if he continued to stay in the wizarding world he would loose the sanity that he managed to hold onto makes up a plan to escape. Only for his luck to kick in at the last minute. Now how will Harry deal with the fact he is in a whole new world. One that superheroes are a common occurrence in? And how will Harry deal with the fact that during his little escape from the wizarding world his magic changed as well? SkyHigh/Harry potter xover.

CHAPTER ONE-WHERE IT STARTED

Hanging limply from his chains Harry couldn't do anything but stare defiantly at the man, no the thing, standing directly in front of him. Looking down his nonexistent nose at him; all the while smirking in a demented fashion as he took in all of Harry's injuries.

Seeing this smirk, and knowing what it meant, Harry became even more determined not to let the sick fuck in front of him break him; even if said sick fuck was the darkest dark lord of his time. Even if the sad excuse of a man torturing him at the moment was the so called lord Voldemort. Because Harry knew that if he did break, if he did give up like the dark lord was trying to make him, he would be doing just what both the dark side, and even the light side wanted him to do. Which was something Harry never want to do; not anymore or ever again.

In fact, Harry, in all honesty, wanted nothing to do with either side and he hadn't since he had found out the oh so great leader of light's, A.K.A. Albus Dumbledore, plans for him. That, and since he realized just how much of his life had already been mapped out by said plans. For example, and the most painful of Dumbledore's plans to Harry at least, was finding out just how well his so called best friends played to a certain manipulative old goat's tune.

Harry had found all of this out and much more on a single day. A day that had, and still continued to, change his entire life.

FLASHBACK (THAT DAY)

Harry was up wondering the halls, long after curfew, meaning that he had to make sure to stay under his invisible cloak and remain silent if he didn't want to get caught; which was something Harry really didn't want to happen. Because if he did get caught Harry knew he would be forced to go back to the common room and then up to his bed. Which was exactly what Harry had been trying to escape from in the first place. Or to be more precisely he was trying to escape from the nightmares and visions that plagued him when he was asleep in that, or any, bed.

By doing this lead Harry to where he was at this moment which was up wondering around trying to remain uncaught and stay out of the continues cycle of memories he really didn't want to recall but was forced to relive when ever he closed his eyes for more than a minute. Like Sirius's fall into the veil, or Cedric's untimely death at the hands of Wormtail, or the millions of tortures Voldemort had forced him to watch through their link.

All of the wondering he had done led Harry to where he was now. Which was exploring one of the leased used, if not the leased used, hallways in Hogwarts. Trying to find secret pathways that his father and his friends may of missed. So far he hadn't had any luck but he wasn't about to give up yet.

Harry, nearly two hours of exploring later, found himself nearing the Great hall; though a passage he had never been through before. Seeing this let Harry feel something he hadn't felt in a while as a tingle of excitement ran down his spine. Excitement in the unknown and the thrill of being able to experience it; even if the unknown was as little as a hallway he had never come through before.

Because of this emotion Harry found himself quickly dashing though said unexplored hallway; later when everything was said and done he would both be cursing himself and grateful for his impulsive decision. Though Harry had no idea of this as he began to explore and investigate every nook and cranny of this hallway before him.

It was while he was doing this that Harry found a small ,barley noticeable, crack on the left side of the hallway; near the opposite exit. A crack that looked suspiciously like the crack of a door when it wasn't closed all the way. Harry seeing this quickly began to examine the crack even closer then he had been before;

eager to see if it really was something or just another random crack in a really old castle.

Only to completely freeze when he heard something coming from behind the crack; voices to be more precise. Harry knowing it was rude, but unable to deny his curiosity, began to listen in on the conversation going on behind the crack; mainly because the voices sounded achingly familiar to him. As he did Harry face began to get a look of growing horror and the excitement he had been feeling turned to ash in his mouth.

"Man I don't see why we have to do all this work I mean isn't there a spell or a potion that can do what you want instead. I mean you already have a couple of spells locked on to him and have a steady supply of potions slipped in to his meals what's a couple more?" This was said in a whiny voice that Harry defiantly recognized initially; having heard it complain about a million different things daily. But after hearing this voice Harry could help but wonder silently to himself as he continued listening to the conversation in front of him.

'What the he is Ron doing out here I'm sure I left him sleeping in the tower, and how did he get all the way out here unnoticed Ron is horrible a sheath. Normally he would get caught in the first five minutes after being out after curfew if he didn't have help…' Thinking on this a letting his curiosity get the better of him for the moment Harry waited for Ron question to be answered; wanting to know both the answers to his questions and the answers to Ron's rather disturbing question as he did so. Unfortunately, Harry was able to get the answers he wanted though after he did he could honestly say that he had never wished he had yet at the same time was grateful he did.

"Ronald, you know why we can't do that. We've told you a million times already, we tell you every single time you make that suggestion. We can't do that because any further spell or potions would react negatively to the ones he already has. Plus the potions you are taking about have a noticeable taste that can't be blocked out by food and despite the fact that HE isn't the smartest wizard of the bunch he would get suspicious if his food suddenly taste different; most people would. Also Ronald a little hard work never hurt anyone so you shouldn't complain about the work you have to do; especially when it is Dumbledore, you know the Headmaster of the school, who is asking you to do it. Besides you are getting paid to do this anyway so why are you complaining about doing it?" Again Harry recognized the Bossy, all knowing tone, the person was talking in. Though he wished he didn't because if he was right then that meant his two friends, the two people he thought of as his best and only friends, were in there talking about something that sent chills of dread down his spine and made his stomach sink down to his knees. A feeling that got worse as he heard yet another person he immediately recognized begin to speak; this time it was the grandfatherly tones of the headmaster.

"Children, there is no need to start arguing. Hermione, my girl, I am sure young Ronald here is just trying to make sure the plan that we have goes through as smooth as possible. He knows that having those potions in the boy would make sure the plan would go through perfectly. But alas Hermione is right about this young Ronald we really can't use anymore potions or spell on the boy or the spell and potions that are already in him will mix with the new ones with disastrous consequences. But as of right now I am sure that we wont even need those potion or spells because I have come up with a way to make sure that boy's strong will and desire to live isn't so strong. I have come up with a way to make the boy see the great good. Now it may seem a little cruel at first but it is a necessary I am will to make…" Here the Headmaster trailed off and Harry leaned in closer to hear what was going on; getting the feeling the next thing heard would really change his entire life as he did so.

"Which is why I have decided that for the greater good of the wizarding world Harry must learn his place and understand the sacrifices that must be given to win a war. To do this I will have to let Voldemort get his hands on the boy for a short time…this is so the boy will be moldable and truly understand the horrors of the dark side. We will of course rescue him after he learns what we want and he will be thankful enough for this that he will continue to play right into our hands…." What ever else Dumbledore was going to say was cut off as Harry, in an attempt to escape, stumble back and tripped over the edge of his invisible cloak; alerting the three in the room that he was there.

This caused the three in the room to rush out of the room wands drawn; ready to stun whoever was out there. Only to see Harry's fleeing back as he is running at a break neck speed down the hall; trying to escape.

Seeing this and knowing that he can't let Harry get away Dumbledore quickly fired of a stunning spell at the fleeing Harry's back causing him to crashing down to the ground and slide a couple of feet with a loud, painful sounding, thud.

Harry slowly began to wake up and once he did he immediately groaned in pain from the throbbing head ache he had. Harry feeling this and wanting it to go away tried to reach a hand up to rub his head, hoping to get rid of some of the pain, only to start panicking when he noticed he could reach his hand up because he was tied down into a chair. That is when everything from earlier came rushing back making Harry's eyes widen as he looked around in panic for the three he knew had tied him up.

He didn't have to look long because they seemed to somehow know he had woken up and were walking towards him; from a door he hadn't realized was there until they had walked through it. Seeing this and not wanting to show how betrayed and scared he actually was Harry glared hatefully at the approaching trio; this did not seem to impress any of them.

"Oh stop glaring Harry. If you understood you place, if you understood the greater good, like the Headmaster has been trying to teach you we wouldn't have to do anything. But it seems you couldn't get even that through your thick head and your stubborn pride. Which is why we are having to do things the hard way, which is why we have to do things this way. It's you fault that this is happening that is has been happening; all because you thought you were more important then you actually were. I guess it is time you learned just where you place is in the greater good." All of this was said with I am more superior then you tone making Harry grind his teeth in pure frustration before snapping out at the person speaking.

"Oh like you have any room what so ever to talk Hermione. I mean if it isn't in a book or isn't said by a teacher then it couldn't possibly be true. And don't get me started on the fact that if you do know information that someone else doesn't you lord it over their head. So don't you dare say I don't know my place because I know it a whole hell of a lot more then you do. At least I understand that I shouldn't isolate and antagonize my peers. Peers that, might I add, have a whole hell of a lot mote politician pull then you ever will. So please put a sock in you over large mouth and crew on that miss know it all!" This didn't seem to make any of the people in front of him the least bit happy and Harry quickly found this out when he was punched in the face and hit with a small but painful cutting curse on the side of his face. He found this out even further when on, who had been the one to punch him, grabbed him by the front of his shirt and began to shout right in his face; face going nearly purple in rage and spitting as he spoke as he did so.

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE POTTER! HERMIONE IS JUST DOING WHAT IS BEST FOR THE WIZARDING WORLD! UNLIKE YOU, WHO SEEMS TO ONLY DO THINGS THAT BENEFIT YOURSELF OR IMPROVE YOU FAME! ONLY CARING ABOUT WHAT YOU HAVE WHAT YOU GAIN! WELL GUESS WHAT POTTER IT IS TIME THAT YOU STOP THINKING ABOUT YOURSELF AND DO WHAT YOU SUPPOSE TO! Now why don't you be a good little boy and listen to Hermione and the Headmaster; after all it all you'll ever be good for." the last part was said in a sickingly sweet voice as Ron patted Harry check can glare at him with hater burning bright in his feverish blue eyes. Harry hearing this winced slightly and barley stopped himself from crying at the harsh words from the person he once thought of as a brother. But it was in a strong steady icy cold, nearly emotionless voice that he responded in; showing none of the torment that he was actually feeling.

"Oh poor Ron, nothing good seems to come to you…always living in the shadows of other people. Welling to do anything to get out of those shadows. Well guess what Weasly your still in someone shadow only this time it's a pathetic coward's. So please Weasly tell me what's it like to be in the shadow of a weak-willed moron like Wormtail anyway. Do you feel proud? Do you feel like you've made a serious accomplishment? You know now that I think about it and really got to know you I honestly have to say that Mal…no Draco was right when he said some families are better then others. I seriously should have taken his hand that day…." Again Harry felt himself once more get punched cutting him off from saying anything else. Not that he had much else he wanted to say he had gotten out what he wanted and had enjoyed to enraged look on Ron's face as he did so. Sadly, even if he didn't have anything else to say, it seemed the others still did; this time it was Dumbledore who did the talking his tone dripping in disappointment as he did so.

"Mr. Potter I seriously thought better of you then that. Just because things are not going you way give you no right to attack you friends; especially when they are trying to do something for the greater good. You see my boy they can see the whole picture they understand that certain sacrifices need to be made for the betterment of the entire wizarding world. Which, sadly, seems to be something you are lacking currently. But I promise you after this plan is finished you will under stand my boy. You will understand the greater good and be grateful for what we are doing." Harry hearing this felt his eyebrow raised and couldn't stop himself from screaming out in pure disbelief and rage.

"THANKFUL! WHY THE BLOODY HELL WOULD I BE THANFUL FOR YOU HANDING ME OF TO THAT DARK TOSSER TO BE TORTURED! AND WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT ANYWAY I AM WILLING TO FIGHT HIM, I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN WILLING SO TELL MY WHY YOU THANK I'M NOT! WHY YOU SEEM TO THANK THAT I DON'T WANT TO!" Tears were streaming down Harry's face as he finished saying this. Tear that only got worse as he received the answer that would make him loath the light side just as much as he did the dark side; perhaps even more so.

"Because my dear boy you're too strong willed and I get the feeling that you will want to kill Voldemort you way and not mine and I honestly can't have that it would disrupted too many of my plans."

END FLASHBACK

Harry as he recalled all of this also remember the fact that his memory wasn't erased because they thought he was going to break from the torture anyway so the saw no point in it. Harry angry at this used the memory to hold on to sanity used the anger and his pure stubborn will so he wouldn't break as Voldemort cast yet another curse at him; this one more painful then the last.
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