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HP/God of war test chapter
🕑 Added 2021-09-29 14:38:07 +0000 UTCTest chapter:
Harry smiled to himself as he made himself a bowl of cereal, he had already made the Dursleys their breakfast a few minutes ago and was now happily moving on to his own. He was rather glad that the Dursleys were letting him make food for himself but he knew it was more out of fear rather than actually caring about what he felt. It felt like only yesterday that Harry was being pushed around by his relatives. It felt like only last week that Uncle Vernon was yelling at him over one thing or another, blaming him for whatever problem happened to be bothering the obtuse man. It seemed like only last week that Aunt Petunia was harping at him over not cleaning fast enough while lavishing up Dudley with praise that he most definitely did not deserve. It felt like only last week that Dudley was parking his fat behind on top of Harry and hitting him as hard as he wanted.
In fact...it was yesterday.
Yesterday, the day that everything changed.
Shortly after returning home from school, Harry had found himself grabbed by the neck by Uncle Vernon's big, meaty hands and roughly pulled into the air, hanging there by his neck.
"You little freak!" Uncle Vernon spat, his face turning an unhealthy shade of purple. "The school just told me that you were running around on their roof!"
"It wasn't my fault!" Harry choked out, and as far as he was aware, it wasn't. He had been running from Dudley and his group of friends when he suddenly found himself on top of the roof.
"It was true, Dad, I saw him on the roof!" Dudley quickly said, a grin on his face.
"Well done for telling us, Diddy-kins." Petunia praised Dudey, sounding very proud of him like she believed he had just won the greatest award available to humankind.
"Stupid...stupid freak!" Uncle Vernon hissed as he squeezed harder.
"Don't let him do that!" Harry heard a voice, it sounded young, like it belonged to a boy only a few years older than himself. "Father! Help him!" Harry didn't spend much time thinking about why he suddenly had a voice inside of his head, he had bigger issues to deal with, namely the fact that his overweight, obtuse ogre of a relative was crushing his neck.
"Enough of this..." Harry heard another voice growl, this voice was different from the previous one. It was deep and low, and most definitely belonged to an adult, the very sound of it screamed out power. "...I said...enough!" The voice barked and Harry's mind went blank. A few minutes later Harry opened his eyes and found a sight that would forever be etched into his memory.
Uncle Vernon was on the floor, moaning in pain, taking good care to not put weight on his two broken arms. Aunt Petunia was trying to hide in the corner along with Dudley, though they weren't that good at it. Partly because of all of the noise they were making as they cried but also because Aunt Petunia was missing some teeth and because Dudley was fat enough that an elephant seal would be willing to tell him to eat less. There were holes in the walls, the sofa was now upside down and Uncle Vernon's heavy chair had apparently been thrown across the room.
"Cool." The word had escaped Harry's mouth before he could stop it. Since then the Dursleys had wisely left Harry alone, leaving him with plenty of time to get used to the new voices in his head.
"Who are you guys?" Harry asked one day, sat alone in his cupboard. "You haven't told me your names." He pointed out.
"Oh...right," The youngest voice responded in a sheepish voice. "we didn't, did we? Well, I...have a few names but I go by Atreus."
"And my name..." The deeper voice spoke. "...is Kratos."
Plot: A god of war/HP cross over where Harry ends up with Kratos and Atreus in his head.
Comments
Hannibal St.Michael
I have no opinion on this one, I was never into God of War.
Revanshan2077
It sounds interesting, however I am going to say I prefer the other version better
