Not Everything is Magic

by NikiSpade

Summary:

Scrapping the old Idea, i won't forget it maybe I'll give it to someone else who knows.
I'm going to try to write a harry potter fanfic. that's it. That's the summary for now.

Notes:

All of this harry Potter stuff belongs to J.K Rowlings.

Chapter 1: The Thought

Notes:

Trigger warning? I'm stress writing

Harry woke up one day in the cupboard

He thought to himself, *No more, I'm done. I don't know why my family hates me so much so I'm gonna ask.*

Asking was not easy, he had spent years putting it off already.

Thinking to himself * Maybe they don't hate me,
maybe this is just how family works,
maybe I need to try harder.
Be more understanding, be more patient.
Maybe if they just don't have the space or time to try so If I try to make things better for them, it will make things better for us too.*

 

But It never got better.

They were always angry, they were always yelling, sometimes they would turn on him when he wasn't even doing anything at all.

They would curse at him, they would talk about all the people they liked more than him but never let him meet or be friends with anyone that came around.

They would put him away. Find him later, like an afterthought and never tell him anything.

They would whisper their nightmares to him.

They would grab him hard, hard enough to hurt, to bruise and then act like it was his fault for being difficult.

" If you had just listened, If you would do what your told, if you would stop messing up all the time, stop talking, stop being around"

They didn't say the last one, but it was implied, wasn't it? You weren't imaging this hatred, you aren't arguing with them for no reason, you were not trying to argue at all!

 

And no one else would notice. Everyone else has their own problems and they didn't need yours.

"You're always quiet and helpful but god when you open your mouth talk to much and you are so needy. Why do you keeping asking for the same things?"
" Why are you always so picky? Can't you just eat what's around? If you won't eat that, you won't eat at all. Why won't you eat?! Do you want attention? Are you trying to get sick? Why are you always in your room (cupboard)? You're not allowed to go anywhere go out and you don't need too."

 

.... And he says out loud " I'm going to ask why they hate me, I'll scream it if I have too, but I need to know or I'm going to go insane."

Chapter 2: The idea

Summary:

So I'm stress writing but before I go on, I'm gonna tell about this idea I had for my Harry Potter fanfiction and I don't care if someone takes it or gives me credit, this is the internet thems the breaks and it's not like I'm paid for this.

My previous idea was that Voldemort would look into a different way of immortality because Horcrux's didn't come with a lot of information and he didn't want to risk it yet.

So this would be before the war or just in the beginning.

His idea would be to create this new kind of creature that would have all these cool and interesting powers and most importantly immortality.
For some reason it would have to mature before it could unlock its powers so he would have to wait before being able to fuse with it and gain all that power.

So he decides to make it a child. He would try with three different women, my first idea was Narcissa for her pure blood and maybe cool Black family powers, Bellatrix as a reward for his most loyal and maybe cause she's probably the only one he could experiment on with her persimmon to make the "best child" and maybe Lily Potter to have a half blood and also I just wanted a green eyed baby in the story.

In anycase this would end with three babies, I was going to make them all girls.

Black hair, green eyes
Black hair, died blond later with red eyes
and black hair with grey eyes that turned yellow?White? at different times

They would all have special abilities that would grow, I was tossing around blood magic, necromancy, natural mind reader, you know the tropes.
Oh, and they all spoke to snakes.

 

Some how they would get separated quickly after birth, maybe Dumbledore did it, maybe not. But it would scare/anger Voldemort into full war and making horcruxes, I thought it would be fun if they were different items due to hime making them later. Maybe not all but some.

 

In any case they all end up in hogwarts and don't know they are siblings.

Harry would either be a girl, have a "twin sister" or just be himself while being kinda weird out by that girl that kinda looks like him and hey she talks to snakes too, weird?

I don't know what ending i wanted. Harry could save the girls, he could be with the girls, Voldemort could find them and decide to keep everyone and hey adopt more, the girls could help Harry kill him or just live out their lives with their own drama while the harry Potter series goes on with tiny changes. Idk.

If you want this take it, If you just wanted to know what I was doing this is it. I might come back to it later, idk. Bye

Chapter 3: Magical Anxiety

Summary:

S T R E S S

Notes:

Not done with this yet but I don't feel like finishing it yet. I might come back when I'm stressed. More stressed? Less numb? I don't know, I feel okay now but you never know and I really, really good at suppressing. It's a reflex I'm trying to break so hopefully I'll write more

Harry was feeling a bit overwhelmed.

 

 

As a general rule of thumb, Hogwarts was a stressful environment: mentally, physically, spiritually.

(I mean, dear old Tom did learn how to split his soul here, wtf Hogwarts)

But it was harder lately, He was older but had the same problems he had as a child.

Yes, he had more coping methods but there was this idea, that once he was an "adult" problems would disappear.

 

But

 

Apparently that's not what happens.

Your problems don't just go poof, you're expected to deal with them but that doesn't seem fair.

Notes:

I'm gonna try to write because the only other option is cry or bite my hand and I'm trying not to do either anymore