Harry ran… he couldn't stop no matter what if he wanted to survive what was coming. Ducking his head to avoid getting struck with a stunner he quickly dived into a side alley and continued his mad dash for safety.
Stopping momentarily Harry swung his large wooden staff over his head and slammed it into the ground sending a massive shockwave forward that knocked the first few of his pursuers off their feet.
Resuming his run Harry's mind kept returning to the ministry and how they had tried to bind his magic… they were going to throw him out of the wizarding world because that moron of a Minister was afraid that he would turn into the next Dark Lord
"Young Harry has had that horrible piece of magic in his head almost since birth, we cannot risk that it might have corrupted him over the years"
Those were the words spoken by the ever so wise Minister, words that eventually led to Harry's current situation.
Sliding to avoid another stunner Harry made a swiping motion in front of him with his staff and the air rippled for a few short moments before letting Harry pass through the newly created barrier harmlessly.
As the first of his pursuers reached and tried to pass through the barrier an ear shattering scream rang out through Diagon Alley as the Wizard had been incinerated on the spot. The rest of the Wizards quickly began working on bringing down the barrier so they could continue their chase.
Harry could see the entrance to the leaky cauldron down at the end of the street and upped his pace. He could almost smell the dinner cooking inside the kitchens when he felt a magical presence right next to him and before he knew he had been tackled to the ground by an infuriated red-head.
"God damn it Harry, stop struggling this is the best option for everyone!"
Ron Weasley had shown his true colors moments after Voldemort's fall, he had all but left Harry behind and jumped on the whole idea that he was the next Dark Lord in the making and that they should throw him out of the Wizarding world for their own protection.
"You fucking arsehole! I trusted you!"
The two were struggling on the ground with each of them trying to beat the shit out of the other, wands momentarily forgotten as they had it out like men. Using his slightly leaner build Ron managed to tip Harry over and pin him to the ground, he quickly reached for his wand and tried to place it in front of his past friends face so he couldn't miss with the stunner.
Harry just struggled more and more against as the wand slowly leveled with his eyes and in a final desperate move he kicked his leg up and hit Ron in the back of the head which caused the red-head to jerk forward with his head… and his wand followed and buried itself into Harry's eye.
"ARGH!"
The scream was horrifying as Ron recoiled in shock of what he had just done, he stumbled off Harry and tried to apologies but it was no use as Harry thrust his hand forward and wandlessly banished Ron into the nearest wall knocking the red-head out cold.
Grabbing his head Harry stumbled to the wall leading into the Leaky Cauldron and blasted it apart with a wave of his Staff and a muttered blasting curse.
Everyone in the bar jumped as they looked towards the pile of rubble and a collective gasp spread through the crowd as Harry stumbled forward clutching his bleeding eye socket.
"Harry dear boy, let me help you!"
Tom had practically run to the young boy but he had thrown him backwards with a small banishing charm.
Harry ignored everyone and slowly stumbled his way out to the streets of London where he looked around for a moment before he lifted his staff to the sky and sent it hurling towards the ground.
The wood struck the pavement and with a sickening crack split open to reveal a small silvery feather sticking out of the center.
Harry picked up the feather and put it inside his pocket and gave one last look towards the Leaky Cauldron before he muttered something and the entire front of the tavern caved in on itself.
With a small pop Harry Potter apparated away from both the Leaky Cauldron and the Wizarding world, he was done with them… for now.
A few days later in a hospital down in central London a certain John Doe still hadn't woken up after a nurse had found him lying bleeding and most certainly dying in one of the closets… good thing she needed to relieve some stress and that closet was the closest… huh, what are the odds?
The young man had been taken to surgery almost instantly as they had determined that he was in fact missing an eye.
Thankfully the surgery revealed that there wasn't any damage to the young man's cranium or surrounding muscles. His wound would heal over naturally and the young man would have a gaping hole going into his cranium but nothing else would be wrong and the wound could be concealed with an eye-patch.
Though it was safe to say when the doctor had examined the rest of the young man's body he had scared a few nurses, the good doctor had never seemed as scary as he had those moments after seeing the young man's back.
Further investigation of the young man and blood samples revealed that he at some point in his life had suffered a massive malnourishment and the effects still lingered to this day, such as his skin's inability to heal correctly from what seemed like countless beatings.
The young man had been placed in a room and constant watch was being kept over him to find out when he would wake up, though after the first two days the doctor began worrying that it might not happen anytime soon.
Finally some five days after the young man had arrived someone showed up and asked to him. It was a couple of women, though one of them looked to be barely the young man's age which the doctor had estimated to be somewhere around eighteen years old since they hadn't found any identification on the young man.
"We were informed that you have a John Doe in your care?"
The older of the two women had asked the clerk sitting out front. She was a rather tall woman, easily standing 2 meters tall if not higher and though her arms and legs were covered by a suit it was visible that this woman had muscle to spare.
"Yes he arrived five days ago with severe injures, are you here to identify him?"
With a nod the woman confirmed the clerks question and the two women were then led down a few corridors until they arrived in front of the young man's room.
"He hasn't woken up once since he arrived… poor lad, we don't know what to do with him"
"Let us have a look at him"
The clerk opened the door and allowed the two women inside before she stepped back to her post at the desk.
In the room the two women looked over the young man, the older holding a stern expression on her face though her eyes betrayed the storm that was raging beneath that calm surface.
"This is him, no doubt about it… but his eye…"
The younger of the two women approached the sleeping man and inspected his missing eye before turning towards the older of the two with barely contained rage.
"They are not getting away with this!"
"Of course not but calm yourself child. We have determined that he is here, we have done our duty. It is up to him to find his way to us, if he truly is one of us like his Mother claimed all those years ago"
"I still don't like leaving him here… what if they come for him?"
"And how would they find him?"
"I don't know Annabeth but I just have this feeling…"
The older of the two women put an assuring hand on her younger companions shoulder and gave it a squeeze.
"He will be fine Celeste, we saw the remains of his staff in front of the Leaky Cauldron and without that they have no way of tracking him… but if it means that much to you then I will post a guard with him"
The younger of the two women smiled warmly as she gave her partner a quick hug before she approached the young man and gave him a kiss on his forehead as a tear fell from her eye and landed on the young man's cheek.
"Please come find us Harry… I need my little brother…"
The younger woman removed herself from the room and left the older to look upon Harry as he lay there sleeping, she could feel the magic rolling off him in waves and was surprised that Celeste hadn't noticed it… hell she was surprised that the doctors hadn't somehow noticed it.
"You stay strong Harry and come find us when you are ready…"
With that the older woman left the room and located her younger companion. Together they made their way out of the hospital before seemingly vanishing into nothingness while everyone who had looked upon them moments later suddenly forgot just why there were staring at a random empty spot.