Harry Potter: Reborn as Lockhart

Chapter 1

Title: Reborn!??!

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There is blood all around me... I am looking at my attacker... he is just running away letting me bleed in this cold hard pavement floor...  feeling my life spilling out of me. I go for the inside of my jacket to look for my phone... as soon as I am about to call the ambulance... my vision gets blurry and everything goes black. Damn it...

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I DON'T WANT TO DIE

After everything goes dark... I feel something glowing to my left... I also feel myself getting... weaker?...dimmer... is this death... is this a soul that I can sense the next to me... why is it not getting weaker... 

I then get close to the soul and I somehow instinctively start devouring what I assume to be a soul to stabilise mine... The soul starts thrashing and trying to resist... it also seems to be shaking in pain... this might be another chance for me... SO SHUT UP AND ALLOW YOURSELF TO BE DEVOURED...

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"It's a boy Lady Lockhart."

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(8 Years later)

  -Sera Lockhart POV (MC sister)-

While I am sitting there listening to the music on the radio. I look at my little brother sitting next to me. He is reading an Arithmancy Book... it's pretty much magic math. I can't help but feel a sense of jealousy rise in my chest... I am 14 years old... and I didn't get the Hogwarts letter... so that means that I am a squib... so is my older sister...

I look at Gil... I can't help but want to hate him... he has been displaying signs of magic since he was two years old. Now he can even control his magic by making things float and such... even mother says that he will one day become not only just another wizard... but that he will become  a wizard that will one day surpass even Dumbledore. I have seen him sometimes use my mother's wand. 

Even when my mother only taught him Transfiguration and demonstrated to him how to turn a table into a pig... he just calmly took her wand and did the same thing on the first try... my mother used to say to me that the spell is difficult for even 7th year Hogwarts students to use... 

And no it's not just that... even in muggle math he is the best... even though he doesn't go to a muggle school he can do my homework even better than me. I am six years older than him... this is what frustrates me... he is so good at everything he does... plus ever since he was born, mother has been acting like we don't even exist. 

I REALLY want to hate him... but I never can hate him... no matter how much of a genius he is... it is all overtaken by his kindness... his sincerity... his love for his family...

Also what is up with that weird leaf that he keeps in his mouth... he just said that it was a wizard thing... I don't believe him at all.

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(3 years later/ MC age 11)

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-MC POV-

I am currently in a car going towards the leaky cauldron... all of my family is here... I look at my new mother. Blond hair and blue eyes. She is a pretty little thing, I definitely am her son. I look like a smaller male version of her. My sisters also take after her. Honestly my father in  this world looks nothing like his children... not to be paranoid or anything but I think mom is just cheating on him... is he really even my father or has my mother Obliviated him with fake memories just because she needed someone to take care of her kids.

She is preaching about something. I got my Hogwarts letter yesterday. But I knew I would get it either  way so no panicking there. I could do wandless magic ever since I could think clearly. I already learned all of the Hogwarts magic from my mother.

 Really the only reason I am even going to Hogwarts is to get some slav- I mean friends. Also the Restricted section in the library... that too is very precious to me... my mother definitely bought me all of the books I asked but she couldn't get... the more advanced books... or the books of dark magic... she definitely spoils me. It's no wonder that the original Gilderoy Lockhart was so incompetent and arrogant. She praises me like I am some kind of genius without even doing something impressive.

I had already noticed my sisters starting to become jealous of me. So before jealousy turned into hatred I manipulated them a little. So now no matter what they will know that I was very supportive and helpful in their time of need... at least that is the memory that they have of me... 

Oh it seems like we just reached the Leaky Cauldron...