CH-3 - I...AM...THE...FREAK!!!

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AN:- I APOLOGIZE FOR NOT UPLOADING FOR THE PAST 4 DAYS, BUT I AM GOING OUT FOR THE HOLIDAYS, AND THE PLANNING WAS TOUGH, DUE TO THIS, I WASN'T ABLE TO UPLOAD ANY CHAPTERS.WHEN THIS CHAPTER IS UP, I WOULD BE TRAVELING. AND I WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO UPLOAD CHAPTERS FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS. I APOLOGIZE AGAIN, BUT PLEASE ENJOY THIS CHAPTER.

[PREVIOUSLY ON HP SYMBIOTE]

but for now, i need to let him rest, and for that... i need to activate his delta waves, produce it in a mass, and take him into deep sleep. poor guy, he is having nightmares about the death of his....grandmother..

Yeah, that is something I gotta get towards.

I let Harry sleep, while I focused on understanding every bit of the memory I received, from both of them.

[HARRY'S POV]

*Yawn*

my eyes open, and i feel.... amazing, like.. this is the best sleep i ever had. no nightmares, no... dursleys.. it felt....really good. if i could sleep like this every single day, i could-

*KNOCK*

*KNOCK*

"UP! UP NOW. or I will send Vernon after you." oh damn it. I was feeling really good. but the horse's face HAD to ruin it. I sigh and open the door, coming out, and getting hit in the hea- wait... i....dodged?.. I turned my head a little, letting the hand go past me. I am surprised....Horse face is surprised... but I immediately Panic...Bloody hell?....Why did I dodge? i-

"You ungrateful child. get freshed up and make the food, my dear Dudlikins needs his food when he wakes up." Horse Face... or Petunia dursley, Sniffs, shows me her disgusting face showing her disgust, and turns back and walks off to the living room.

wha-? I shake my head, not even trying to understand what is going on. These things have always happened to me, so it is one of them. I walk towards the stairs, and go to the bathroom, to freshen up. i pick the toothpaste, and start brushing my teeth, and i look into the mirror, wild untamed hair, Emerald-like eyes.... and-

"Hello Harry Potter." ahhh-

i skip, falling backwards on the floor of the bathroom, but then-

a...black substance....comes out of....ME?? and sticks to the wall, holding me in place. before I could even process what's going on, another...black substance... a tentacle? comes from the back of my body and sticks to the ground. I start hyperventilating- is that what it's called? but i start to panic. i try to move my body from the position i am in and-

i....cannot...move..!

It's like, my body.... doesn't listen to what I want. I can't move, even when I want to.... my body is not in my control... it's like... somebody else is controlling my body. my panic reaches it limit, and i open my mouth, to start screaming-

my brain shuts itself down, stopping me from thinking....it's like...something forced me to think.... pure emptiness-

"There is nothing to worry about, Harry.You tripped, and I helped your balance stabilize, that's all. there is no need to panic." the same voice which scared me, speaks up again, making me check to see where the voice come from, this time, less panicked this time, but where the hell-

"in your head Harry, i am in your head, that's why YOU are able to hear me" MY WHAT!!?? HOW THE HELL-

again, my mind gets blank, my thoughts stopping itself, WHY IS IT HAPPENING AGAIN-

"Since I am in your head, I am forcing your mind to calm down, so that you won't freak out, it is kinda annoying." I-Wha.? Who-

"I am Ally Harry, I will NEVER harm you." wha? what are you talking about- woah.. the... black substance holding me lifts me a little, and 'places' me straight, then... the black substance just....'retreats' back into.... my body?

"yeah, 'I' am in your body, so-'' wait a sec. how do you know what i am thinking-

"I am in YOUR head, I have 'access' to your thought process. I know what you are thinking at all times." i-wha?- you are IN my HEAD?

"yes." Why are YOU in MY head?

"Well, I am a Symbiote-" a Shrill voice comes from the floor below, Horse face shrieks from the living room.

"My Baby boy is up and there is no food still, Come down here now, Boy." i ignore her, focusing on the....voice in my head-

"go listen to petunia for now, i will explain everything as 'we' go on." Wait, how do you know Her name-

"Did you Forget that I am LITERALLY in YOUR head, I have access to your entire memory, thoughts, controls and such. Now, go down." My wha- my body turns by itself, leaving me without control, and it starts walking down, with me telling 'it' to stop doing it, nothing speaks, and i come down the stairs, open the door, going straight to the kitchen and-

"can you please stop Narrating how you feel, it's becoming Annoying...FAST '' what Narration? what am i narration-

"oh for fuck sakes, just use your hands rather than your brain." my hand raises itself without my command, and goes towards the stove, to start it-

[FIRST PERSON POV]

The kid is a chatterbox, he thinks a lot, and he, for some odd reason, narrates, like he is in some story, or like he would be narrating events in the book. Maybe all Potter Multiverses have this issue.

but nevertheless, I help him in cooking while reading his mind and responding to his questions. Without a proper 'brain', I surprisingly gained the ability to multitask, so I can help him cook, and then talk to him all at the same time. Now, about talking.

'What are you?' Kid might not be smart all the time, but his smartness shows. He isn't immediately trusting of me, and that shows.

"I am a symbiote, a being from outer space-" my bad, i praised his intelligence a little too soon.

"YOU ARE AN ALIEN-" the little shit HAD to scream, but I stop him and 'forcefully' calm him by manipulating his emotions by altering his neurochemicals which I have access to, due to the process of bonding.

The little shit screaming made Petunia turn to look at 'us', she stares at us, into our Soul, like she is judging us, and I bet my 'balls' she is, I quickly come up with an excuse.

"Tell her you burned yourself." The little shit at least has self-preservation to accept my 'truth' and lie in her face without a question. Petuni- I mean, Horse face stares at 'us' for a few seconds more, with Harry swallowing Cu- his Spit, nervous. She then turns back to ...cleaning? Man.. she is a clean freak-

'You-are an Alien?' I can basically see his skepticism, nervousness and...excitement? What kind of sick fuck is he-

"...kinda...My..Species is called Klyntar, a symbiotic species that travel the universe with the intent of 'bonding' with a living being." The little shit's brain starts working overtime, he stops working, but I send tentacles out of his body and continue Cooking, which are scrambled Eggs, Beacon, Toast And Fried Bread, With a Tea, A Full British Breakfast. I learned this thanks to Harry's Mind-

"What's... Symbiotic?" I forgot the little shit is 11, not in the 20s like me, now that I think about it, it's kinda creepy for a 20+ year old dude to be INSIDE a 11 year old-

"Symbiotic means Bonding between two living creatures, in dumb down words I guess.i 'bonded' with you yesterday night and -"

"Wait, Yesterday- you are the REASON I had a good night's sleep?" You fuckin- calm down me, this shit is 11, a kid, kids are fuckin annoying. I gotta deal with this shit, like a kid dealing with another kid.

"Yes, IT WAS I, DIO- *Cough*, I mean, yeah. Me bonding with you lets me access your entire body, and I put your Mind into deep sleep." The reference of the adventures, one of a kind. But Harry has something else to 'talk' about.

"Who is DIO- nevermind, you...have access to my body?That's Creepy!" Well, that's not nice. I could kill your ass- nevermind. He is a kid, so don't beat the shit out of a kids ass like you did in the previous world-

"Hey, that's not creepy, I gave you a good night's sleep. And that is the minimum I could even do, I can-" this Little shit is annoying me, REALLY annoying me.

"What do you mean minimum, you can do more than making me have a really good sleep?" What the fuck is wrong with this kid? Is he not a little bit suspicious? Like, this fucker is excited right now, just how much is he Deprived of self-esteem, that he is not even a little bit suspicious about a talking 'alien' in his head, he is believing everything I say.

If I hadn't arrived in this universe, he would have been a dog to the first person who gave him attention, damn, this shit is messed up, and it was not even intentional.The kid needs help, and lucky for him, Help has arrived.

"Before I was interrupted-" i swear to SpiritFest13-

"I deeply apologize for that-" fuck you too Potter, I ain't gonna let you finish your words too.

"I can do more than making you sleep, I can Enhance your strength, making you lift more than your weight could, Heal you Almost instantly when you 'suffer' an injury, can help you 'create' weapons using my 'body' and if needed, can Shapeshift into Someone else Entirely" and to say that Harry is excited is an understatement, he is Giddy, like a Child Discovering he has superpowers. And you can imagine how an 11 year old kid will act during this discovery.

'enhance my strength, you mean super strength?' yeah yeah, the little kid is Happy AF. And as a Symbiote now ( can ya believe it?) through our bond.

And about our Bond, I did the bonding process yesterday, after completely understanding both His Memory and 'Voldemort' memory. I covered him entirely, from top to bottom with my Goo, and after this, I integrated into the biochemical of Harry's body, like his Cells, Bones etc and affected his physiology, healing his body.

After this, I connect to his nervous system, leading me to create a neural link, where I will be able to talk to him mentally. This naturally creates a psychic bond, where I can influence Harry's emotions and thought process, though I haven't influenced his thought process yet. The side effect of a psychic bond is that it allows Harry to also 'feel' my thoughts and desires, or it would have.

If I didn't inherit 'Voldemort' memories, and with it, his abilities, the most important being Occlumency. A mind arts Magic which allows one to Have control over Their Mind, and also Defending the mind against Legilimency. With Occlumency, and through Symbiote's ability of perfect memory ( can remember every single detail), and copy ( able to imprint other abilities to itself), my Occlumency is so good that it is at the level of 'Voldemort', if not higher. This allows me full control over thoughts and emotions, which I block from Going to Harry, making sure that Harry absolutely cannot 'feel' my thoughts and desires.

A contingency, if you will.

I answer questions that Come in Harry's Mind, without Him having to Will to Speak in the brain ( he learned to speak mentally without any help, that's impressive, and he did it without knowing ), this goes for a couple of minutes while 'we' cook the breakfast, and that's when the atmosphere changes.or atleast Harry changes.

He goes from A excited little fuck, to a subdued obedient kid, and this is due to Vernon Dursley coming in. The Whale ( Harry's words, not mine) goes to Petunia and Kisses her in the cheek, and she...blushes? Oh that's gross-

He then turns to Harry, looks at Him, stares into His Soul- what is with The Dursleys and Staring?- and speaks.

"What are you cooking...boy?" Harry flinches a little, which makes sense, since according To Harry's Memories, Vernon Physically Abused The Brat, While Petunia mentally abused him, talking shit about him, his mom, his father, and other things. While their Little kid, Dudley Dursley, or otherwise known as Dudlikins, Is on the same path as his parents, but the interesting part is, he is mentally and physically abusing him. Or at least trying, and failing.

Harry is fast as fuck, atleast compared to Dudley and His 'Gang',so Dudley can only attack Harry in the house, the only Mental Attack Dudley successfully did, was isolation of Harry Potter.

"Egg and Beacon...Uncle Vernon." More like

Eggs and Beacons, Harry( or atleast me) is making for around 5 people, and this all goes to Dudley and His father Vernon, speaking of whom, stares at Harry for a couple more seconds, then Nods, turns around, and leaves a comment about How Harry is gonna pay if Dudlikins didn't like the food.

Harry nods, and continues Cooking, while stopping his thoughts about his new 'friend' in his head. I read his thought process, and stayed silent. Harry, at this point, has really, really low esteem, lower than Canon, if someone told him to be a dog and lick their shoes, he would do it. Harry needs to Believe in Him, and Me. And there is a perfect opportunity for that.

Make an example out of the Dursleys.

I focus on Harry, while keeping an eye on the Dursleys to make sure they don't do anything, and they don't do anything,for now. With the Materials to Make the breakfast, I realize that More can be made, without the Dursleys realizing the missing ingredients. I pop up a tentacle or two, helping Harry. He is at first surprised, but then he Smiles, feeling companionship.

We do it for a couple more minutes, and in that time, the Whale Jr (again, Harry's words, not Mine) comes in, daddling his limbs. He starts whining at the exact time Harry and Me complete the cooking, which Makes Petunia rush to the Kitchen, push me aside, (making ME steal some food as petty revenge) put the food in the tray and rush to her son, giving him the food and fawning over him.

I absorb the food I stole and supply the nutrients from it Directly to Harry, making him feel energetic but without knowing how. He could not even question more as Petunia rushes in the Kitchen again and throws Harry out, bringing food for Vernon and refilling Dudleys Plate.

She eventually gives a small beacon to Harry, Sniffs and goes back to eat food with HER Family. Harry quietly Eats His fill, while I make sure he digests All the Nutrients and consumes him. While I healed Harry's injuries and fixed his body enough that His Skeletons don't show, I cannot just Fix malnutrition all throughout the 10 years he lived with the Dursleys.

Eventually, Vernon realizes that the Mail has Come, so He tries to Send Dudley, but that little Whale shifts the job to Harry, making Harry do it, which he does, without any complaint.

This is it. The start of the 'canon'. Or atleast a version of it.

Harry gets the Letter, and in them, he sees it.

Mr. H. Potter

The Cupboard under the Stairs

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinging

Surrey

The envelope was thick and heavy, made of yellowish parchment, and The address was written in emerald-green ink. There was no stamp.

Harry is confused, temporarily forgetting I exist, (yes, I checked). Before he could check who could send 'Him' a mail, Vernon calls him back, and as a stupid boy, he 'BRINGS' The goddamn letter with him. Seriously, where is this Kid's survival instinct?

And as expected, He gets 'His' letter taken by Vernon, Harry, for the nth time, retaliates by asking 'His' letter back, but Vernon is too shocked while reading the letter, but. Someone reacts, That being Dudley, who swings at the Back of Harry's head for the reason being... I don't know.

I forcefully take control of Harry's body and bow down, making Dudley miss his swing. Vernon calls Petunia in a Horror-Filled voice, but Dudley ( who is pissed) and Harry (who is surprised) don't mind him.

Dudley throws a punch to the face, but I take Control and open Harry's palm, leading to Dudleys Punch landing his punch on Harry's Palm. With a resounding *BAM* Leading to both Dudley and Harry being surprised. The latter because he did not feel pain, and the former because apparently he didn't do any damage.

Harry (and me) see Dudley's growth through colors (a saying, he is not LITERALLY changing colors) eventually reaching red, meaning that Dudlikins is Angry. Dudley throws another punch, and the confused Harry raises his other hand, catching the other punch, locking both of Dudley's first in his grip.

"Wha-?" Harry is suprised, but that's when I lead the situation, since I was waiting for it.

"Give me control, relax and enjoy." It takes a second for Harry To process it, but then he just...gives me control. He doesn't know how. But I know, because I 'hijacked' his nervous system, giving me complete control over his body movements.

Within a second, Harry's Eyes...change.. at least it looks like it, like a black substance is swimming in his eyes. Then...I take control. 'I' Grin, looking at Dudley. This is payment for all the harm you did, you fat fuck.

'I' grip Dudleys Hand even more, making him Wince, and then I twist his fists and lower it, then...yank. yank him up, lifting him easily without any difficulty, lifting his entire body only by his fists, he is surprised, shocked and starts moving his legs, trying to have some balance, but with him being lifted by only his Hands, his entire body is out of whack. He screams in shock, and this finally snaps Petunia and Vernon from their Conversation.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY SON, YOU FREAK-" Vernon swings at me, but 'i' immediately responds by kicking Dudley in the stomach, sending him flying towards the dining table, destroying it. 'I' turned at speeds that Vernon could not perceive, and told 'my' hand upwards, protecting 'my' face, leading Vernon to Slam his fists into 'my' forearm.leading to.....nothing.

Nothing happened, and Vernon enlarged his eyes, in surprise, seeing this, 'My' grin widened. I reach my palms at vernons first, gripping it...and twisting it so hard that-

*CRACK*

"AGGHHH" Vernon tries to hold his now broken hand, but I reach my other hand, grabbing his 'reaching' hand and twisting it too. Leading to a satisfying *CRACK*, he screams again, with both of his hands broken, he slips up, falling to the ground, with 'me' still holding his broken hand, with a wide grin on my face.

I look 'inside' where Harry is, and The emotions he is feeling is fueling my Hunger. His fear, his nervousness, his excitement, his happiness, and importantly, His feeling of revenge and Satisfaction, all are fueling my Hunger. Filling me up.....that didn't sound good-

"Stop this Instant Freak. even after We Fed You, took care of You-" Petunia, near the fallen Dudley, speaks up, trying to intimidate 'Me' like she does all the time, but unfortunately, She doesn't affect 'Us' anymore.....Us?

"Really Horse face? You...fed me? I fed your Fatasses for YEARS...I cooked for you, I cleaned for you, I AM the one who took care of YOU. not the other way around." Due to me basically imprinting All of Harry's genes into me, I have also Copied his voice, meaning, no one can notice the difference, not even Harry.

"Wha-" oh, I am not done, you Horse faced bitch. I still have more to go on.

" You picked me up, not to Take Care of Me, but because you were scared, scared of A power you never understood. A power you always wanted, but was worthless to have. You're so pathetic that You Are JEALOUS of this, that you Hated My 'Mother', my 'Father', My 'People', all because your sorry excuse of a human being wanted Magic But Couldn't Have it." These are Harry's emotions that I am releasing, his memories, added with my Knowledge about the world. Seriously, Petunia annoys me, and people who think that She would have been good to Harry without Vernon really are delusional.

'My mother-'Sorry Harry, not now.I close him off for a minute, while he can still see and hear the same as me (except the super senses.), I disconnect the telepathic link between us, him being none the wiser.

"You always called me a freak, but you... A 'normal' person abused a kid whom YOU were jealous of. You made me your Slave, just like 'Our' People made Indians Our Slave, I am not the one who is a freak.....you are, YOU ARE THE FREAK!!" My eyes turn teardrop-shaped, full white-ish. Just like Venom from His solo Film, I am kinda copying him right now to be honest. This 'act', is just to intimidate The Dursleys, but if they push me, I gotta act-

"Y-you..F-freak.!" Oh, you did it Vernon, all you had to do was shut up, but Noooo, you HAD to say something.

".....fine....i..will...show you what a freak....really looks like." Just as I copied Venom's eyes, I am copying Venom's terrifyingly scary body. Black Substance starts coming out of 'my' body, covering me head to toe, then.....'I' grew... Grew bigger...taller, not only that, 'My' Muscles Grew Bigger, going well past the muscles of Arnold Schwarzenegger,all this growth led me to over 7 feet tall with massive muscles beyond anything a human has seen in this world.

'My' toe and fingertips are sharpened, giving it a claw-like figure, my mouth... Is stretched from ear-to-ear, giving 'Me' a permanent Grin, a terrifying Grin. I open my mouth to The Dursleys, showing them my long, pointy sharp teeth which are snowy white and to give the final touch, a long tongue Sticking out of my mouth, with saliva dripping.

"I...AM...THE...FREAK!!!" I roar at them, Scaring the shit out of the two, my roar waking up Dudley from his state, his first face being 'Me' standing in front of them.

"AGHH" Dudley screams, but then stops, and holds his chest. I raise my hand, spreading tentacles outwards towards the Dursleys, wrapping around their Mid-waist and then.. yanking them in the air, holding them while Staring at all three of them. My tentacles start getting soaked into their body, freaking them out, and making all three of them piss, which makes 'Me' scrunch up my face, making me even more terrifying than before.

The reason why I am soaking my tentacles into the Dursleys is for two reasons, No1- to heal all the damage done to them, Dudley has broken ribs which is stabbing his lungs, while Vernon has Broken Arms. No2- to acquire their memory. Since I can read Harry's thoughts, I know what he is thinking, and I need answers for it.

"FROM....HERE...ON...OUT, IF..YOU...EVER..BOTHER....ME...AGAIN...I...WILL...EAT...YOUR..HEADS.." I move my tongue over them, circling them while making sure that my Saliva drips on them, driving home my point. I retrieve my tentacles, dropping them. With the task done, I pick up the letter arrived for Harry, and Go back inside, Moving Harry out of the living Room, dragging him to the 2nd Bedroom Of the house, 'I' open it, and then close it, locking myself inside until further notice.

I give Control back to Harry, and with him not having control over his body for a couple of minutes, he is wobbly and drops to the ground. He doesn't even try to get up, thinking about a lot of things.

'my mother, father?' 'jealous of 'our' people?' 'eating heads' etc etc. about the final one, I was kidding. I never killed anyone, and I won't start killing any time soon.

"Breath in Harry." I notice him going into a panic attack, so I talk to him, and if that doesn't work, I have to forcefully calm him down- nevermind, he is having a panic attack. So I 'calm' him down, letting him take breaths. And finally speak.

"What?" Not through the mind, but through the mouth, this question, What, might mean nothing in a normal context, but currently, What is an appropriate question for the context right now.

"I threatened them, made sure that they would never bother you...ever again." That is the correct answer, but not the one Harry is looking for.

"What do you mean by Magic?" Well... I think for a second, what excuse should I give the kid so that he doesn't go into another panic attack again. I get an idea- NO. no lying, or hiding the truth, the dude has had enough of people lying, and if I lie to him too, what difference there is between me and 'them'?

"Harry.. remember what I told you when me met an Hour ago for the first time, my ability?" While I could tell him the Truth, he would not believe me, so I gotta do this his way.he wants to say that he doesn't remember, but I mentally bring our conversation in front of his thought process.

"Did you Forget that I am LITERALLY in YOUR head, I have access to your entire memory, thoughts, controls and such. Now, go down"

You...have access to my thought process?" He is confused, and his brain is not Braining correctly, but...

"Yes.. not only access to your thought process... I have access to all of your brain...including memories." And...I lost him, we were getting somewhere, but the kid isn't following me.

"Memories-" yeah, I gotta tell him straight up.

"Your memories, from the moment you are born, to our current conversation, EVERYTHING.i have access to it, I have access to every single memory from your 11 years of life." And it clicks to him, he finally understands what I am saying.

"My memories..like my memories...when I was a child..?" A small hope comes up, he is feeling hopeful, but his experience in life tells him that there is no use to hope.. but fortunately for him, I...AM..HERE( all might reference)

"I do... All of your childhood memories.. your memories...of your parents, I have access to it." And there it is, optimistic thoughts, pleas and such. But I ain't done yet..

"Please, please tell me-" nope..

"Nope.. I am not gonna tell you....I am Gonna SHOW you." The rise and fall of the feelings of betrayal, sadness and negative emotions.lol 😂.

I 'upload' all of His memories with his parents, their friends, his grandparents, all of it. From his birth, to his current conversation with me, all of it, subconscious and all. His brain takes a lot of memories all at once, almost overwhelming it, but me.. I ain't letting that happen, I let him experience 'everything' without the side effects.

A couple of minutes go by, I stay silent with him going through his memories, and...he starts tearing up without himself knowing. He finally 'snaps' from the trip down memory lane, and utters a single sentence.

"My Parents are...Alive?"

THE END

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AN:- WELL, 4.7K WORDS, I THINK IT MIGHT BE ENOUGH FOR AN APOLOGY GIFT,I TRAVELED FROM ONE STATE TO ANOTHER, A DRIVE OF 6 HOURS, AND I USED 6 HOURS OF IT TO WRITE THIS ENTIRE CHAPTER, IT IS REALLY FKING HARD TO WRITE DURING A TRAVEL. BUT HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT.