Chapter 1
Harry groans as he wakes up in the dark. he thought he was blind at first but realized he was just in a very tiny space. A flicker of light to his right has him leaning in that direction to try to see anything but the movement hurts his body.
'Will you please stop moving. You are just making your injuries worse!'
"Who said that?" he ask but then pauses at the sound of his voice. It sounded...small and young.
'You heard me? you heard! yes!! Finally!'
The sound was hurting his head more than it was already in pain.
'Oh sorry. They got you pretty bad this time. Your injuries are pretty severe. Please don't go to sleep. I do not think you will wake up,'
"Who are you," he whispers out. "And where am I?"
'I am a piece of soul in your body, have been since you were a baby. I apologize, that was on me, well my main soul piece that was completely insane. And as for this. You should know you are in the cupboard under the stairs with these horrible and abusive muggles.'
"What? How am I at the Dursley's? I don't even talk to them anymore! Not since I was 16! What the hell! And I'm injured in the cupboard? I shouldn't even be able to fit in here!!!" He panicks at this news, wiggling around despite the pain.
'Settle down! Has the concussion rattled your brain! 16?! Harry, you are 8 years old as of 2 weeks ago!' now the soul piece thing was panicking with him.
Maybe this was a nightmare. Maybe he will just wake up back into his house with his wife Ginny with their 3 children and his house that he honestly hated but bought because it was what she wanted. He will wake up after going on some difficult mission at work that has everyone praising him even though he was just doing his job. He will wake up in his 40s again. Not 8, abused in a cupboard, probably starving and in need of a bath.
'You're scaring me. You have never had thoughts like this before. you are Harry right? Of course you are Harry, I can't leave your body and was with you this whole time.' the soul was definitely panicking.
But it made him pause to think. How was this possible? And then he did remember. He had been leaving the house when his body started erupting in pain. He remembers screaming. And then everything going dark. Being in a white room with his parents telling him he had been murdered. Poisoned. But it wasn't his time to go yet. Being the Master of Death gave him another chance at life. Their last words were to follow his own path, his own dreams before he woke up here.
Apparently he was 8 Year old Harry again and reawakened in the time point where he had almost died after his Uncle Vernon beat him for being seen by Dudley's friends for the first time. Now they were being questioned about why he wasn't in school. They lied and said he was home schooled. The Child case worker stopping in to check on him did not stop his uncle from beating him once the kind lady had left.
'Well this just got interesting. So you are the mind of a man in his 40s in the body of an 8 year old. As I can't leave your head, I say lets be friends. I'll start with apologizing for killing your parents. I was insane. Being here in you has helped be away from the insane part of my soul. Can you do wandless magic, because if you die, I die. So a bit of a personal interest in keeping you alive. You can call me Marvolo, by the way. Never liked Tom or Riddle...'
"Your pretty calm for learning this information," Harry muses.
'Yes well, I am a soul in a child's body. It is already a strange situation. Now seriously. Heal yourself if you canand unlock this cupboard to feed yourself. I like this whole follow your own path thing. We can get out of here or something.
He agreed so he wordlessly and wandlessly healed all his injuries before slipping out to sneak into the kitchen and eat something.
He had 3 years before he started Hogwarts. He wasn't staying here to wait. He had learned after the war he was a Lord and had a few properies, they had been his escape from home when ever it had become too much.
He slips out the house and leaves the wards that prevented wizards from finding him, and apparates to Pottor Castle. Things were going to be interesting.