And so the years passed...

"Happy birthday Jason! ", Harry and the Riley's exclaimed with bright smiles on their faces.

It was Jason's 11th birthday today, the Dursleys had allowed Harry to come, just to get him out of the house. They had been getting a lot of mail lately, he knew what it said already, as Jason already got his letter.

They were to be students at Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry knew Jason would go, he just wasn't sure if he could. He knew the Dursleys would never pay to put him there, so all he could do was pray for a miracle.

Jason kept telling him not to worry, but Harry was indeed anxious, he would take any chance to get away from the Dursleys.

Harry had known Jason for 5 years now.

Jason was the smartest person he knew, even compared to adults, he taught him alot of things, even how to better control his abilities.

Harry was suprised at first, and then ecstatic since he felt he wasn't alone anymore, not the only "freak". He was astonished to find out though that Jason never lost control of his abilities, and never made random accidents happen. But Jason gladly taught him, it took Harry 2 years to stop the accidents though, whereas Jason took only half a year(in his own words). Harry knew then how truly talented Jason was.

Though talented as he was, he seemed to have a knack for mischief. Which brought Harry no little trouble.

Like that one time...

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It was Harry's seventh birthday, learning from those previous, he didn't expect much.

Jason had a different idea though, this was his first birthday with Harry Potter, they had to celebrate, or there should at least be cake.

Jason couldn't help but laugh evilly.

****

Jason's mother, Mabel Riley, ran an at-home hair salon.

In her free time, when she wasn't teaching Jason how to play the piano, she made cakes and pastries.

She tried a new recipe everyday, and constant practice(plus a little motherly love) made her cakes unnaturally delicious. Which the whole Privet drive could attest to, including the Dursleys.

Mrs Riley was currently baking scones in the kitchen.

"Mum, could you show me how to bake a cake? It's Harry's birthday. "Jason

"You want to bake it yourself? Don't you hate doing something yourself? " Mrs Riley asked suspiciously.

He indeed hated such things, he always felt that if someone else could do it for you, why should you do it yourself.

Don't misunderstand him though, even though Jason was a lazy prick, when he sets his mind on something he sees it through to the end. Like baking this cake.

"It's for Harry mum, i want to surprise him. " He lied without a change in facial expression.

Mrs Riley agreed in the end, even though she felt like there was more to the story. She knew him to be mischievous.

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She and her husband Vincent, had noticed that Jason was different from other kids. He was more intelligent, on a scary level. He never cried as a baby, he had started speaking when he was seven months old and from an early age they had always seen him reading books too complicated for his age.

They were shocked when he started floating things around him at first, but they quickly accepted it. Mrs Riley's grandmother was a witch after all, so when he started doings "things" that couldn't be explained, Mrs Riley quickly persuaded Mr Riley that it was normal, or as normal as wizards could be. They never told Jason what he was though, hence why he found out so late.

They tried to put him in school at first, but they had to pull him out the second day when he called the teacher an "idiotic mouthbreather who only wastes space and air" and made her cry. He got a scolding of course, and a few belt lashes, but he still insisted that he was only speaking the truth. So all they could do was helplessly except his quirkiness

Jason also felt helpless though, he came from a more modern earth after all, where entertainment was only a few clicks away. He had a hard time adjusting at first, but he quickly cheered up, and busied himself with other things.

Like reading, he always hated it before, but he loved it now, he had discovered that he only needed to glance at something once to remember it. If he closed his eyes, he could see exactly what it looked like, as if it was taken with a camera. He had also taken up many different instruments, like guitar, violin and piano. His dad had even taught him how to make his own guitar(His Grandfather was a guitar maker).

Ever since he found out where he was, he had tried casting all the spells he could remember from the movies. But he never succeeded, the wand wasn't responding at all. He could only wait till he got to Hogwarts to try again.

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After half an hour, Mrs Riley's cake was done. Jason had convinced her to first bake one to show him how it's done, He had asked her for half of it, and she put the other half in the fridge for later.

After that it was Jason's turn, he only got the third one right, which resembled his mother's so muched thst she praised him to no end, but what Mrs Riley didn't see was, when she wasn't paying attention, Jason put his own ingredients inside...

Jason quickly went over to the Dursleys, cake in hand, and asked for Harry. Petunia wanted to chase him away at first, but seeing Dudley salivating over the cake she agreed begrudgingly. Harry was let out from his room, and now Him, Jason and Dudley sat around the dining table...

Seeing the delicious cake and hearing that Jason baked it himself, Harry couldn't help but tear up.

"Jason you didn't have to you know. " Harry said emotionally.

"I know but I wanted to, now eat... Wait! ", when he saw Harry reach out he quickly stopped him and whispered "Eat from this side. "

Harry looked at him suspiciously, but still complied.

Jason just sat there staring at Dudley, seemingly waiting for something. And then a smile gradually surfaced on his face. When Harry saw Jason's odd smile, he couldn't help but look up as well, what he saw was Dudley, who's face was turning blue as if he was holding his breath

"Whats wrong with Dudley?" Harry asked.

"Who knows, maybe he's backed up." When Jason said that, his smile grew even wider.

Harry looked at him in confusion, and just when he wanted to asked again, it happened...

It came in a long wet sound, Jason thought it sounded like water blowing out of a trumpet.

And after that, the smell, like month-old milk, wafting into their noses.

Yes, Dudley, thanks to the decent amount of laxatives thatJason had put into the cake(or Dudley's part) had turned the chair into his toilet.

Jason was ecstatic, he hadn't thought it would work so well, and so fast too.

"Hahahahaha, you shat your pants so hard that you lifted an inch from the chair. ", he exclaimed.

Though he was shuddering inside

'A weapon of mass destruction, he could take over the world if he had enough shit to waste' Jason thought.

Harry was horrified, he didn't know what to do, he wanted to laugh too, but he knew Dudley would never let him off.

But seeing the miserable Dudley, running off with dripping pants, he couldn't help but laugh as well.

After that, Dudley went so much that he dehydrated himself. Harry was locked up for a week, though Jason did break him out the second day, but that's a story for another day.

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Harry's birthday was a month away now, while he was thinking about Hogwarts, Jason had his own problems as well.