Old Home, New House

He was reborn as Harry Potter when he opened his little eyes. He was about to think of his past life, but he heard loud noises. His parents were also surprised that this place was supposed to be a secret. And they were a little afraid of the possibility that they didn't want to think.

Still, they rushed towards the door to find out the reason for the noise, and they were terrified to see who was standing there, a few seconds passed as it was, while people were laughing opposite them.

While she ran back to the baby, he told her to go back and run with the baby. In the meantime, he will try to hold them back.

*Thud*

She heard the sound of someone falling, but she didn't stop. They knew this day might come. Still, she felt fear, not of that man, but of the possibility of losing her little baby boy. Thus, she ran towards the baby boy.

Alas, when she reached near the baby, they were behind them, and she knew her husband was no longer with them.

She hugged the boy and prepared to face that man. As Harry watched, things unfolded, but he was powerless to do anything where he could barely speak, let alone use magic, to duel.

He saw his mother standing up to the man who was called the strongest dark wizard. But there wasn't any fear in her mother's eye, only love, affection, determination and bravery, yes but not fear.

The man tried to convince her, but she didn't hear anything. She was determined to protect her baby even if it cost her life.

When the discussion failed, he cursed at them. But that lady, his mother, tried to defend against the curse, which was the strongest curse she has ever seen. She also countered the spell with all the love she has for her baby.

The spell was released, knowing or unknowingly, which was a very ancient and Nobel, self-sacrificing spell, to protect him.

An unexpected thing happened, and the curse rebounded. That man died with his spell, such an irony.

Harry didn't care that the strongest dark wizard died, because his full attention was on his mother, who was now fighting death. Still, she placed him down and told him, "Harry, live well." That was the last thing she said.

Harry wanted to do something or at least reply to her. But he was powerless because of the spell. That spell came from the dark lord which he couldn't understand.

He was crying out loud because the pain was unbearable, then he heard the voice in his head who calls herself system and that was the last thing he remembers before falling unconscious because he couldn't take more pain.

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After an unknown time, when he opened his eyes, he was in a new place. He was sure it wasn't his home. Near him, one man and one woman were talking. The woman seemed to be sad and terrified, and the man near her was comforting her. Ignoring them, he looked around and checked things out.

"Petunia dear, stop crying already. Didn't you hate her for a long time? So why are you crying, you should be happy, now she won't be bothering you anymore," Vernon said.

"For goodness' sake, she was my sister," said Petunia while crying as tears ran down her face. Though she hated her for stealing their parents' love after all said and done, they were sisters.

They died at an early age, so she was terrified. But knowing the murderer was dead, too, didn't help. Still, she is happy for the child to be alive.

At that time Harry who was awake started making noise, so Petunia stood up and went near him to make him go back to sleep, but she stopped suddenly, as she remembered that this wasn't her child, but her sister's and didn't know what to do next but she heard a somewhat cute and lovely voice.

"Mama!"

Which she couldn't resist, so she picked him up and hugged him as she tried to calm him. At that time she wasn't thinking about anything; only this baby was her priority.

Soon the boy started to cheer up.

Suddenly the light sound of a clearing throat was heard.

"Petunia dear..." Vernon waited before saying "about a boy... maybe we should leave him outside like near a church or maybe an orphan ..." said Vernon with a smile yet not smile.

Before she could reply, Harry started crying loudly, as if he disagreed with the idea.

And of course she had some impact on her and started to sing him a song, and she seemed happy too.

After a while, she said," how can you say that?" sharply, "He is just one-year-old, look at him how cute he is."

When Vernon heard it to this point, he wasn't sure if he heard it right. Because usually, she wouldn't even take the name 'Potter', but now, she is holding and playing with their child while also opposing his idea like that.

He said dryly, "Haha that was just a joke to light some mood, that's all hahaha."

"It better be," she replied, and again she started to sing a song for a baby so he could go back to sleep, and she started to remember her sister and Vernon sat there thinking something. So both failed to notice a slight smile on Harry's face.

Yes, it was Harry who made it possible through his magic and helped with the system.

Now he is trying to communicate with the system.

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Earlier, when he was reborn as Harry, he could not remember his past life after some time he heard was of being who called herself a "harem system."

But it fails to initiate fully, because unexpected things happen when he is about to be reborn, and so as a chain effect he has lost his memory of past life.

Still, he maintained consciousness of past life, and only remembered bits and pieces. So the memory of Harry became his. Thus, both of them have now become one, Harry.

As a dark lord trying to kill them, he was angry but mostly helpless. But here, his mother somehow made an unbelievable spell and defeated him. Then he saw his mother and knew that it wasn't just luck or anything like that, but she sacrificed herself to cast that spell.

And then her soul left her body. He couldn't do anything as powerless as he was. He wanted to reply but he couldn't because of unendurable pain. He started fighting to bear the pain, but the struggle wasn't paying off, and darkness took over vision.

After some unknown time, he woke up hearing the sound of the system.

[Initiating system ....]

[Initiation completes]

[Scanning...]

[Scan complete]

[Few errors found]

[

1. Problematic rebirth

2. Three damaged souls

3. Different Timeline.

]

[Processing to find a solution...]

[Basic clarification was found. A long-time needed for the full solution.]

[Due to abnormal circumstances, the gift pack has been given to the host.]

"Stop! STOP! STOP IT NOW!" Harry shouted.

At that time he started crying, suddenly, he heard about his mother and said: 'Mama.'

And a woman called Petunia hugged him. Her hug was like a mother but somewhat different but still filled with love and he stopped crying.

Sometimes passed like that, and again, Vernon suggested something unbearable.

Though he had three different souls and two lives of experience, he still panicked. And speaking to himself, "No I don't want to leave her, what should I do?" He started crying again.

At that time God must have heard his prayer and the system replied to him.

[Suggestion to the host. Passive skills available: basic charm. Would you like to buy it?]

Before it is finished, Harry agrees without thinking.

He only wanted to stay like this forever and not feel that pain again.

The next moment, Petunia disagreed with him and belittled him. After ignoring his shocked face, she started paying attention to Harry again.

Harry was shocked to see all this and finally knew the real worth of the system. He released a sigh of relief.

Though his parents are dead now and his home is destroyed too, he is at a new house with someone who loves him.

Of course, it won't be the same, but he wasn't strong enough to change anything, he wasn't strong enough to change the past. From now on, this house will be his new home. This person will be his new family.

Time has passed, and the sun has already set. Darkness covered the sky, and the moon rose from the East.

The spark of a fight was there at Dursley's home about a place for Harry to sleep, and Mrs.Dursley gave an ultimatum, so Harry would be sleeping with their kid "little tyke" who was the same age as him.

As for that, Harry thought, "It must be that passive skill again."

He was glad, because he doesn't have to sleep alone in another room, filled with darkness. With people in a room, he can bury his sorrow in the corner of his heart.

That was the first day of his new place, which he will call his new house, home. And finally, Harry got time to check the system.

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Note:

Finally, the first chapter over which was 400 at the start, is now 1400 words.

Also, this is my first time writing a novel, so my writing speed (not typing) is low, so please understand that. Still, I am enjoying this so it will increase in time.

I fully intended to complete this fan-fic, because I have my original idea for a novel, which I will start, after completing this, which was delayed for so long.

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