October 31st 1981
I never really read the books, so I guess I could read the books when I'm bored. Actually, it would be better than watching the movies again since I would get more details, and I would've known that book Hagrid was a lot bigger than movie Hagrid.
Book Hagrid was even able to hold both of us with one hand while flying through the sky on a bike towards where I can only assume to be Dumbledore and McGonagall who are in front of the Dursley's house.
Then I noticed that we were probably closing in on the house since Hagrid was lowering the height of the bike and we were dropping at a comfortable pace, not like dropping down the side of a building without a parachute, but it was more like we were dropping slightly slower than someone dropping down a building with a parachute.
It was so comfortable that I was actually tired and Harry was sleeping soundly, I wonder why I'm not sleeping and he's not the one that isn't sleeping. But I could just be tired because I'm a baby that needs sleep.
But I guess since he was the one that witnessed the murder of our parents or at least our mother in person, or in baby, while I only watched the movie and saw some poor movie effects of our mother dying.
But it could be due to god literally fucking throwing me into space and causing me to become the brother of Harry!
At this point, we're about to land and then Hagrid stops the levitation charm which causes the bike to fall normally, or the most normal a giant motorcycle can fall.
Straight away the bike hits the ground and a few cracks slither out from underneath the wheels from where the wheels hit the ground, possibly because Hagrid is fucking half giant or Hagrid being half giant coupled with the giant bike.
I'm guessing Hagrid wasn't expecting the ground to crack from under him as he cursed a little and then decided to leave it there.
(I'm also going to leave those cracks there for later when tension probably needs to be lifted)
Both of them, McGonagall and Dumbledore notice that there were two bundles of blankets and McGonagall immediately assumed that Hagrid took something from the house since I guess literally noone knew there was another child.
McGonagall: "Hagrid, what did you take from their house!?"
Hagrid: "Calm down Ms. McGonagall. There was another child with Harry in the house, Snape told me this one was a bit strange though, since this one was also scarred."
Dumbledore: "Scarred? What do you mean, why would they have scars, Hagrid?"
Hagrid: "I don't know either, but Snape says it could be from when Vol-I mean You-know-who attacked them and Lily protected them..."
Dumbledore: "..."
McGonagall: "..."
Hagrid: "..."
It all of a sudden got awkward and silent between the the three of them, or they're feeling conflicted with something, but whatever it is, I don't really care since I'm just a baby.
I should probably act like a baby too but that just seems weird, and I don't have any experience acting like a baby since I've never had that fetish or did that kind of play, nor did I know or have anyone to do that kind of stuff with.
I'll just sleep a lot, that's much easier.
There's that feeling again, that feeling of gaining an epiphany, but this time it feels more like it's exploding out from inside of my head instead of something entering my head. Maybe, just maybe, God isn't such a bad guy.
*DING*
Oh now you understand. Since you've finally given me somewhat of a compliment, and have realised my greatness, I shall gift you with pure talent for everything, from walking, breathing, and even gaining energy from rest, to activating the most powerful spells and making new ones, to concocting the most useful and powerful potions. Also you can make new potions.
That is straight up overpowered, ok, so you're actually pretty nice, that is what I finally realise...
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Damnit, so you aren't such an easy person to make happy, you pr-wait that would be bad since I could lose my new talents.
My though process is again interrupted by Dumbledore placing the bundles of rags that we are in and then placing a letter in between the both of us.
That is what was supposed to happen but because the letter was bigger and I was smaller than Harry, the letter was covering my vision, so that's kind of annoying.
So I'll just let time go by while I sleep, for abooouuut 16 hours every 24 hours, might be too much but the Dursley's wouldn't care since that's one less child of the their freak siblings, well in their eyes since I could be called godly by anyone who knew of my powers.
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About 10 years later
Aunt Petun-bitch wakes both Harry and me up with her knocking while screeching with her obnoxious and loud voice seething with poison comparable to the witch of the west from that movie I watched with my parents when was younger. Well, I was 99% sleeping as I made it so when I sleep, my consciousness always go into a pocket dimension I made where I have my ideal body, which is a trap and has a big penis, I did that penis part on a whim.
Of course I got up quicker than Harry and so I flicked one of the few toys we had at his forehead to completely wake him up so the both of us wouldn't get in trouble, the effected worked quickly and Harry was up on top of his feet in 2 seconds getting ready to throw the toy back with an innocent smile on his face.
We were what some might call the best friends to eachother, as I never had a friend mostly due to the fact that I was bullied for my body and Harry was bullied by Dudley and our uncle and aunt. So it just kind of worked out like that.
Harry was the first one to leave, why I didn't go out first was because I had trouble getting out since I was 2 heads taller than Harry, which is due to my constant sleeping. I never realised how bad it was to be tall in a small room, as I always banged my head and my neck was sore most of the mornings.
I could totally use my editing to get rid of the soreness or make my body more durable, but I believe the past is what makes a person, and a few other philosophical sayings. I've always wanted to be the good guy that always indirectly spits in the face of poisonous people, but the internet just kind of corrupted me into the me that swears a lot and thinks of some nasty plots for some people that annoy me or poisonous people.
Aunt Petun-bitch: "Get a move on you two!"
Poisonous people like her are my favorite for brewing some nasty plots. One time I used a levitation charm, without a wand of course, to make her skirt float up which filled Dudley's vision probably with something disgusting, as I imagine since everything about her rubs me the wrong way. Of course I lifted the charm before she noticed and now I think Dudley is mentally scarred which of course brings grief to Aunt Petun-bitch and Uncle Ver-min.
Noone knows about me using magic since I used my editing, which kind of defeats the purpose of one of my used philosophical sayings, but I only use it when I want. I also hid the fact that I use magic because I want to get my letter at the same time as Harry so it brings double the trouble for them, mostly because of all the letters that they'll have to pick up if they don't allow me or Harry to open and read the letters.
Dudley also wasn't really able to pick on Harry as much since I was always hanging out with him, and because I'm taller than both of them so I was a bit intimidating to him, but that's just my guess that I made with a little bit of editing. My body, was of course a bit stronger than Harry since I wanted to be super fit as I never was in my old life due to my overeating, so while Harry is slender, I'm slim.
But sometimes I really work Dudley up so sometimes when I'm sleeping, he'll pull on my long man ponytail, which is like almost the only thing that hurts that he does to me. Oh yeah, I have a pony tail since I made my body a little feminine due to tastes, but I am straight, just I want to be cute, so I made my hair grow about 2.5 times the speed of Harry but it ends at a 1 foot length, it might be too much but whatever. So you could say I'm a bit of trap since I also have some effeminate features.
(This might not be the end of my obvious expositions during chapters so be ready)
While Harry had bright green eyes which emphasized his innocense and energy while I have pale green eyes that have nothing to do with my personality and I just did that because it looks nice. well maybe paleness can be translated into sleepyness or acting like a sloth but I don't know.
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Uncle Ver-min: "Comb your hair you mess of a boy and you should get your hair cut unless I have to pull it off you!"
Uncle Ver-min does his usual morning insults to our hair, first time I heard that when my haircut was made the way I like it, I put glue into his hair gel container, of course he blamed it on the both us since he had to vent out his anger and didn't give us a meal for 3 lunch times and 3 dinner times, but I had to feed my brother and myself so I made pieces of their food disappear and appear in my hands and then gave them to Harry since I'm still hiding the fact I can use magic from him.
After reading the first few chapters in boredom of the Harry Potter books, I realised that he was supposed to only demand and not demand and insult only once a week. But now it happens every morning, and he doesn't enforce what he say's since I guess he thinks that he's being watched by those "freaks".
I quite liked spoiling Harry since it brought a feeling happiness and fulfilment that I never experienced in my past life, it was really nice I tell you, I guess this is why some parents like to spoil their children. So a few times he was able to catch on the fact that I was doing something strange. But I don't think he knows that it's magic specifically, it'll be a mess when he realises that I was able to use magic at such a young age but that's ok.
Thankfully to the absurd amount of talent given to me by God, I'm able to make some pretty good meals, meals that are much better than Aunt Petun-bitch's meals that she's made only a couple times and then we started cooking. Everyone in the house, or those three, knows that I'm good at cooking so they force everything onto me. Thankfully, my innocent and kind brother lifts about half of the burden and hoists onto himself to carry which I think is what every parent wants to see, isn't it? But I guess I'm not really a parent, but a brother that spoils his sibling.
Geez, now that I think about, I've really changed ever since I became the brother of Harry, or actually ever had a sibling. I never stopped to think that having a sibling would be so good and would bring you a ton of happiness. Man, I've changed.
Harry: "Kent get ready, we're going to the zoo."
Kent: "Oh really? Maybe you'll get to see the lions, or even hear their mighty roars! Rooaar! "
Harry: "*Giggling*"
Uncle Ver-min yelling in from outside: "You two get over here, get inside the car before I drag you inside!"
Heh, this is such a pure situation, and it's fun, I really don't want this to end. But soon we'll have to go to Hogwarts and then the light situations like this will disappear soon after, ugh I might as well savour these things as much as I can.
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A few minutes later
We're walking through the zoo looking at the animals, while Dudley is being obnoxious by doing his, "Oooooh"s and "Awwww"s which I never thought could be annoying when coming from a child, but everything he does just makes me annoyed for some reason. But Harry is doing his best not do anything that could cause those three to notice him, and I, of course being the loving brother I am pat his head and make it even more messy to get him to calm down and enjoy what he's seeing.
Of course we saw multiple other animals, like the badger, the eagle, and a snake. One thing I didn't very enjoy was seeing that he was able to talk to the snake but that was remedied by how pure Harry's complete awe was, not a single bit was covered in the arrogance and cunningness of a Slytherin or the evil of Voldemort which is where he gains this ability from.
Then Dudley punches Harry out of the way and I caught Harry stopping him from hitting the hard and cold ground of the reptile house, of course then Harry is filled with anger and instinctively uses pure magic to make the window disappear. Dudley immediately falls in and the snake quickly escapes by slithering around which scared everyone in the reptile house away.
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A few months later
The same punishment that was given to Harry in the book and in the movie is instead given to the both of us. The summer was quite hot since the both of us where in the cupboard, but luckily we were let out early summer, of course we did leave a few times when I put some silence charms in their rooms so they wouldn't even be able to hear an explosion right outside their door, and we, or I, took some food and some cold drinks that we could just throw away the rest of after finishing up. The nights were always the best time to be out since those three were always asleep.
But when we were able to leave, Dudley's gang came around and we went into "hiding". We just relaxed in a hidden room I made with my bare hands, with only a bit of magic to keep the place clean, well more like a hidden basement. I had also made another refidgerator, as I was saying a long time ago, the amount talents given to me are overpowered.
I'm very sure that Harry knows that I can do very strange things and even normal things with extreme efficiency and even do them pretty good, an example would be the food I make and the glorious basement I made with my bare hands and a bit of magic.
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*CLINK*
Oh, it's finally here, the letter, or more to be exact, our letters.
Uncle Ver-min: "Harry, get the letter"
Kent: "No Harry, I'll get it."
I'm just gonna keep my letter and then give Harry's letter, then give the normal letter to Uncle Ver-min, it should at least build up the letters in the chimney and the explode them out and force them onto that little island. Well it should be an island but I don't know if the movie stayed true to the book.
As I grab my letter, which I know since it has my name on it, I send it into my pocket dimension, and then pick up the other letters normally. As I'm walking back into the supperroom, I start laughing, but not like the maniacle way but more like the celebration kind.
Kent: "Harry, you got a letter!"
Aunt Petun-bitch, Uncle Ver-min, Dudley, and Harry: "WHAT!?
Harry: "What? Who would write to me?"
Uncle Ver-min: "Who would!?" He yells as he runs at me grabbing for the letter.
Dudley: "Let me see it!"
Aunt Petun-bitch: "*Gasp*"
I dodge Uncle Ver-min's desperate yet hilarious attempts to snatch the letter from my hands. When I reached Harry, I gave him the letter straight away, which he started to open immediately. Uncle yelled at me and then at Harry to not open the letter, of course his yelling made Harry hesitate and that gave time for Ver-min to snatch the letter away from Harry.
Harry: "Wait! Give my letter back!"
Uncle Ver-min: "NO! The both of you shall get back inside that cupboard or so help me!"
He was obviously angry, well the both of them were, but I just grab Harry's arm and bring him back with me to the cupboard, and so I start my process of calming Harry down since he's very mad at Ver-min for taking his letter and not allowing him to read it, kind of childish but whatever, it's nothing a loving brother can't solve. But, as we reach the cupboard we hear Ver-min telling Dudely to get out as well.
Uncle Ver-min: "Dudley, you should go as well."
Dudley: "WHAT!? NO, just let me see the letter as well!"
Uncle Ver-min: "Dudley, out, now!"
We see Dudley sullenly walking out the room with his head hanging and hands balled up, well with how fat his fingers are, it looks more like a small loaf of bread. The thought of Dudley with small loaves for hands make me chuckle a bit.
Dudley: "This is all your fault!
Kent: "Oh is it?"
Dudley: "Uaah!"
Dudley's weak attempt to land a hit on me is foddered by me sidestepping and him missing completely. After almost completely losing his balance as well, he regains his balance and then proceeds to throw a picture of himself with a smug smile looking at the camera. Oh the irony, throwing away his happiness away in a sense, but that has nothing to do with the current situation.
Of course I'm not gonna fight back since that would give a reason for him to get me and possibly even Harry in trouble. But I realise I don't have to fight back even a little bit as Dudley runs away and up the stairs. When I turn back around to go back to the cupboard, I see him looking past me in shock. Of course I turn only to see a piece of cloth stuck to the wall, it seems to be a velvet red or dark red color and I realise where it's from, fucking Dudley's jacket.
Ah shit, well I can just repair that but Harry's pure magic might be getting stronger, he was literally able to rip a piece of Dudley's shirt off with neither of us noticing except Harry. It's one thing to make a window disappear, while ripping a piece of someone's jacket off or any kind of clothing is a different thing, and he doesn't even have a wand nor has he learned any incantations or charms, just emotion.
I wave Harry to get inside the cupboard which he obey's, he's such a good brother, and then I proceed to repair the jacket by editing my soul again.
Oh what the hell are you doing, this is the most absurd way of repairing things, you just got an ability from a completely reality that has nothing to do with Harry Potter or even Europe itself just to repair the jacket of someone that annoys you in every single way!
Be quiet, this will and is going to work, if not, I will force you to make it work in the way you made everything. WAIT! Why are you using the word 'hell'! Why would you use a word that religions literally hated because it would disrespect you?
Shut up, just like you found out, I'm nothing like the gods that religions depicted, anyways I'm just using english because you understand it the most.
Can you use other languages?
Totally, I'll use Hjubnum. Vfamju kokulum.
What the actual fuck does that even mean!?
Well, it's a curse word, and if I were to translate it into english, it would be 2,431,708 words, or curse words.
You dick. You just used the most terrible two worded curses that I've ever heard anyone say, and it's even worse because it's not even english, and you know that if you use curse words in a different language that it's instantly amplified.
Why does that make sense...
I don't know either.
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So my stan just appears right next to me and then touches the piece of clothing which causes the rag to quickly float up the stairs. Well that's one problem solved by something completely off this reality, I wonder what else I'll do for seemingly small problems.
*BAM*
Uncle Ver-min: "The both of you will be in Dudley's second room from now on."
Harry: "What!?" Harry was genuinely suprised and was happy but also at the same time, suspicious of Uncle Ver-min.
Kent: "Does this have something to do with the letter?" I of course knew it was because of the letter since I know the future, partially...
Uncle Ver-min just glares at me and doesn't answer my question. A smile creeps up on my face which causes his face to turn a even darker shade of pink, seems like I'm angering him *Internal laughter*.
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Multiple small fights, or struggles, to get Harry's letter happened, and I already had one. I was waiting for Harry to notice the hogwarts letter I grabbed and put in his bed, since I got a bit bored of seeing Harry, Dudley, and even Uncle Ver-min wrestling after a while. Good thing this will be over soon enough or I would have already died.
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ARRGH! Damnit, Harry is thinking so much and thinking of plans to get the letter that he hasn't noticed the letter I put under his pillow, but if I were to give him the letter, he would know that I had it for some time and that I was deliberately not giving it to him. Then he would be mad at me and I can't think of anything worse than that other than him ignoring me or even insulting me the rest of our lives!
Good thing today is the day the letter explode out from the chimney, so I made sure that I was out in the hall so when Harry is thrown out into the hallway I can catch him safely. I may have also multiplied some of the letters so instead of there being thirty - forty letters, there are 60 something letters. There's going to be a big explosion.
You might be wondering why I can do magic like multiplying the letters without being called out by the ministry but that's because what I'm using isn't magic, just reality bending powers. Also with my reality bending powers I made the letters explode much earl-
*FWOOPFWOOPFWOOP*
There they are! Harry is doing his usual struggle of trying to grab the letters as Uncle Ver-min grabs him and throws him out into the letter which I casually catch him in. Before Harry can register what's happening as he can see that letters are still flying down the chimney, I stuff a letter down his pocket. I just hope that he notices it.
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"Ay my boy Hagrid's back" my thoughts were when I heard and sensed him outside the shack of a house we were in. Looks like the all time favorite "You're a wizard Harry." line is going to be recided by Hagrid in person.