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Harrison (Harry) Potter is known for escaping an experiment facility where he was injected with something unknown, this substance was said to be impossible to survive and it caused the brain to disintegrate. He was then reported to have survived stage three brain cancer that resulted from the decay the serum caused. The facility was taken down and every member incarcerated. He is the boy who survived.

That letter. It arrived in a very conspicuous manner, by an owl of all things, some people were known to use pigeons to deliver letters but that was reasonable. This? No, this was nonsense. Not to mention the whole magic bit.

Too late now the medium length, obsidian haired boy thought, sitting back against the bus, *foolish, this thing has too many levels, surely it should topple,* he simply sighed, turning to the aisle as a woman wearing at least three scarves and two whole sweaters started offering out treats to everyone. 

"Come on dearie, what would you like? We take both forms of currency, you are as thin as a twig, come on, pick something, everyone gets one free item of course!!"

*This is going to be insufferable..*

"I've never heard of any of these items Ma'am, I'd hate to waste money so I'll be fine," he was about to turn back to the window when the bus screeched to a sudden halt, sliding people against the chairs ahead of them, *This does not seem safe, why did I let myself do this?*

"Thank you so much for stopping!! We were at the wrong stop, muggle traffic signs an' all are very confusing.." a large group of red heads filed in, they went up to the second level where Harry himself was residing, taking up half the seats easily. 

Then a young woman, with hair that looked frizzy as if it was in a braid that was left in for more than a day, climbed aboard, "Oh this is an interesting vehicle, do you have to have a special license for this?" A pause, "you don't need licenses in the magical world? But surely you see the dangers in that? Have you at least passed a normal, wait you call them muggles, drivers test?" Harry laughed imagining how upset she'd be when she learns how little he follows road rules.

The driver seems to have gotten fed up and sent her to a floor above him, he said, "I dunt car' 'ut une jus' pek une!" (Translation, I don't care what one just pick one, I'm trying to add accents into it)

Well she chose the second because apparently, "Too tall! It's a health risk! We could all die!" *I mean I thought so too but will you lower your voice I swear.*

It didn't end there though, it never does. "Excuse me? May I sit beside you? Logically this area is the safest, well and the one across the aisle but that's already taken."

He looked across and it wasn't really taken, just one of the redheads was sitting there pigging out on various foods. No manners whatsoever. "As long as you can be quiet, I've got sensitive ears and my headphones are broken right now." 

"Oh of course! But just wondering, by be quiet do you want no noise or just lower volumes?" 

"Lower volumes really, what all do you know about this supposed magic business?" 

"Oh it's real! For those who are muggleborns like us, which is to say, born by non-magical people, we don't have any knowledge until campus starts up, it's like every other college except there's some extra classes like Potions and Transfiguration, they've got muggle courses for those of us who don't want to join the magic quite yet."

"If you're a muggleborn as you said, how do you know so much?"

"Oh that's simple, the letter we received has a little message on the back that told us to go to Wizards dot net to find out more. I did and I got shown maps of places that I thought didn't exist, turns out most libraries have magical sections in hidden rooms, every librarian is either magical or a squib(she explains those) and they can show you if you say the code word which is always Thunderbird as muggles have heard of Phoenix's."

"Right, okay then thank you Miss?"

"Granger! I'm Hermione Granger, and you are?"

"Potter, Harrison James to be exact."

"Wow! You're famous! How old where you when you escaped that place? It must have been terrible!"

"Unfortunately, It's not really sunshine and rainbows when people go around congratulating me for surving when the other didn't, my parents died there. Children were tortured to death there. I was taken there when I was five, I got out at fourteen."

"That must have been absolutely horrid to go through I'm so sorry for reminding you!"

"No worries, the apprehended everyone at Azkaban Research. Even the leaders, they called themselves the Dementors."

"I'm-"

"ALRIGHT GET OFF YA WEIRDOS"

Harry snickered, "Guess that's our cue, funny how we're the weirdos when he doesn't know that a stop sign means stop."

Hermion simply paled further in response, having already lost colour and turned a little green at the edges during the, eventful, ride.

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A little while later, it is now the third of October. I'm doing the time skip because I'm bad a making them go from bittersweet to friends. But basically Harry has become friends with the Weasleys and Hermione as well as Luna, Neville, Theodore Nott, and Blaise Zabini, he's working on being Draco's friend as well as Ronald's but it's not going easy.

Harry went to the neutral table in the center of the hall for those who haven't been sorted yet. Apparently this school thinks students should be sorted on Halloween despite starting on September first. 

Sitting down he sighed, "Could they skip to the sorting already? I'm kinda dying to meet those already sorted, all I've met is your siblings and that doesn't really count as people already sorted cause they're your family," a few students at the interhouse table just laughed, Ronald (Ron) Weasley however had other plans than to listen to his new friend. The fried chicken just got done!

Halfway to stuffing his face Hermione started another lecture, "Honestly Ronald! Harrison was trying to talk to us! He's new to this world and you aren't if anything you should be trying to help him understand it!" 

Around food he muttered, "You're new but you are fine.. I'm just trying to eat, we'll answer things later." Hermione glared at him before acting like a bird when their feathers got ruffled. "Hmmpf!"

Harry laughed. "Well I'm going to head to the temporary dorms and either do batwings essay or go on my phone, one of the two." 

"Harrison! It's Professor Snape! Don't insult him like that! It's just his personal style!"

"Yeah yeah I know, I was joking okay?"

Without waiting for an answer, (he wasn't look for one) he went off towards the dorms. 

Settling into the bed he was provided, he put on his new headphones. Wireless, and magically altered to protect the ears from damage and to make what you're listening to undetectable to others but to him? Oh it was glorious, audio as if he was in the same room as the recorder. For his, he said he has sensitive hearing to people and he has learned to glamour the headphones to look like Hearing Aids. 

*Magic might just have a purpose. If only for better audio perception.* 

Then typing in his password, "Mors videntem," which translates roughly to, "Death Follows," he entered his cellular device. 

A few taps later, a swipe here, and then he was on, "Wizards dot net," (pretend it's actually like a website, like the dot is actually a dot) 

*Alright what do people do for entertainment? Do they have a version of YouTube?* 

Then he was shown a link to WizardingWireless which showed him several different apps to download. After scrolling around awhile he found a link that was described by some user to, "Introduce you to a world of entertainment," thinking nothing of it, he clicked. He was instantly thrown into a whole new website, this time titled, "KnightsOfWalpurgis dot net," scrolling around that he realized belatedly that, "Oh, magical dark web."

After awhile of being shown different apps, he was shown a pop up that explained how apparently these apps are only visible to magical people and only able to be found by magicals, just like the Wizardingnet in genderal.

Intrigued he kept looking and then an app titled, "Killer Views: YouTube" popped  up. *So creative, they're just trying to sound edgy. Might as well get the "dark" version of youtube.* 

The first thing that showed up when he loaded the app was a pop-up that stated, "Beware, the content you will find here is disturbing to the normal mind. It will scar you and disgust you. It is rarely legal. You have been warned." 

"Wicked. Sounds fun." Internally he just laughed, *after what they did to me? I'll never be "normal" again.*

Gotta pause for tonight, I'll pick it back up tomorrow afternoon, maybe earlier maybe later.