Harry shook his head to clear it up, he released the seat belt and fell down on the shards of broken glass. He had damaged his left shoulder and his left leg, and now had bleeding hands thanks to the glass. He crawled out of the car, he saw that people had just started noticing the crash. Fortunately for him they were focusing on the other cars first, apparently their car had ended up having a domino effect which led to several other cars crashing. He held his left shoulder as he took a few steps away from the crash, slowed down by his leg.
"Wait!" A voice pleaded, he saw his Aunt Petunia on the floor, fuel was leaking from the car. He glanced at Dudley, he was dead, the open eyes and motionless body gave that away without what looked like a broken neck. Turning his attention back to his aunt who was reaching out for him with her right hand, apparently she was incapable of getting out on her own "help me" She begged softly with tears in her eyes "help me Harry"
"Oh...so now you remember my name?" He asked innocently "I thought it was freak"
"Please!" She begged "Please help me!"
Harry met his aunt's hopeful gaze, he gave her a small smile as he limped back towards her. Her eyes filled with happiness and hope as he stopped in front of her and knelt down. He extended his arm, he reached her arm out more, she was about to grab his hand when his hand moved past her and waved over her face. She was confused and then became surprised when his hand returned to it's original place and grabbed her hand as strong as he could. A red light shined from his hand and Aunt Petunia screamed in pain, she felt like her entire body was burning, she was in so much pain that she didn't realise that no sounds came out from her mouth. Harry quickly let go and waved his hand over her face, cancelling the silencing charm.
"You're going to die" Harry said softly, his cold emerald green eyes looking at her with hatred "you're going to die in pain. You're going to die, knowing you'll never see my mother again, because we both know that 'they don't let freaks in heaven'" He said quoting a line his aunt had told him often "so I'm sorry but you'll have to enjoy hell. You'll die knowing that if you weren't such a freak, I would've saved you. You'll die, knowing you, you horse faced bitch, you are the real freak. Not because you're a muggle, but because you're a horrible stain that never deserved to breath the same air as a person as great as my mother."
"Quickly" Said a voice "we've only got one car left"
"Goodbye" Harry pointed his finger at Aunt Petunia and a small flame shot from his finger, burning her hair. Petunia frantically tried to put it out, becoming increasingly aware of the leaking fuel she was lying in. Harry quickly turned and apparated to a nearby rooftop, he looked over the edge when he saw the car burn as flames engulfed it. He saw the muggles try and put it out, a small smile took over his face just before he apparated again.
"Such a lovely ending" Harry wiped away a fake tear as Dumbledore looked to be horrified "that was my first time casting both unforgivables, I prefer them to the imperious to be honest. It really is a lovely story. It's my go to story for ungrateful brats who think their lives are the worst and meddling headmasters"
"Harry, I'm...I'm so sorry" Dumbledore said
"Sorry? My good man, whatever for?" Harry asked feigning ignorance "I'm rather happy with the way things have turned out and we are nowhere near done. Save your apologies until I've finished."
"W...how did you become capable of using those unforgivable spells? How did you know about them and how were you able to do them wandlessly?! You were four!"
"Ah well, that is an interesting story as well" Harry said cheerfully "but one for later, I'm sure you want to know what happened next. It was rather simple, I spent the entire day wandlessly summoning muggle money, I stuck with muggles because I wasn't quite ready nor in enough condition to deal with wizards and witches. I had just about managed to keep my injuries at bay with a few wandless healing spells. Once I had a sufficient amount I went to the American Gringotts bank and exchanged the money for wizarding currency before I paid for one of their healers to take a look at me.
So much better than those pesky wizard ones, less questions, just getting straight to business. Of course, I needed a bit more, I could have taken money out of the Potter account. They do that you know, they'd contact the British division and have them send the money to me since we didn't have an American account. I could've done that but I didn't really want to risk you knowing I was accessing the money"
"Me?!" Dumbledore blurted out in shock
"Yes, I had no doubt that I would be in trouble if you had stuck your long nose into matters. Fortunately, my mother was brilliant and had an account set up in her maiden name from her time at Hogwarts. I qualified for that account as her son, thank Merlin my mother had made it a family account. The goblin healers healed me and then I looked over my situation with them, the Potter family owned Godric's Hollow and Potter manor, both damaged during the war and were places of interest for too many wizards, couldn't have that.
Between you and living in the streets, I chose the streets. It was also why I chose to stay in America, less of your influence there. I was a free man, well boy, but I was free and out of reach of you and the death eaters"
"How did you even know about me?" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes "You were four! Four years old and muggle raised! You couldn't have known about me or Gringotts, nor could you have known about the war or death eaters!"
"Oh Dumbledore" Harry shook his head with amusement "the things I know would turn this whole country on it's head. As for how I know them, well, that's a spoiler. Anyway, the goblins, weren't really sympathetic. If it's nothing to do with money then it's not their business. As soon as I was done, they kicked me out. I didn't want to waste the entire Evans account so I only took a few galleons with me, had just enough to get out of those second hand rags and buy some new street clothes plus just enough to pay for food for the rest of the day. I wasn't like any of the other kids though, no, I spent as little as I could.
Muggle clothing was cheaper, brought myself some trainers, trousers, shirt and a jacket. That night the only thing I brought was a bottle of water. I slept outside of clothes store. But of course, the next day, I needed some more money. I overheard rumours about street fights, and...well, you can see for yourself"
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