Preface
Sometime During The 21st Century
Some of you think you know the story of my life, but you do not, and the line between reality and fantasy has become quite blurred of late. You see, there are books out there about my life—seven to be precise. And in those books, you have been presented with a [...]
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Part 1: Childhood’s End
I. Another Summer at Privet Drive
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30 June 1996
Harry Potter was on his way to his least favorite place in the world, the home of his aunt and uncle at number 4 Privet Drive. He couldn’t really remember a time when it wasn’t a miserable place for him to be. After ten [...] -
“Lemme go!”
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“Not until you’ve calmed down…deep breathes.. easy…easy now,” Lily took three deep breathes..”Better?” he asked.
“Much,” Lily now took the time to look deep into Scorpius Malfoy’s deep silvery blue eyes. A grunt from the floor brought her back to reality. Lily walked over to where her-now-ex-boyfriend lay and kicked him in the ribs. With [...] -
Ever since that little red head came back from the summer holidays things were signifcantly different. Or rather she was. Still a midget, the fiesty red head had now matured into a woman. Sadly she was as niave as always, Scorpius Malfoy thought.
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Damn where is he? Lily thought. Looking at her watch, she tapped her [...] -
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley are staying in the Hospital Wing in Hogwarts. They do not want to loose sight of Ginny. They tremble any time that they remembered all the danger she was in the last year. As the Little-Red-headed-girl is asleep Molly leaves her husband sitting beside her bed and looks for Madam Pomfrey. [...]
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Harry was sitting in his accustomed place for a warm summer day at the Burrow. A comfortable if somewhat worn chaise lounge was positioned to catch the morning and early afternoon sun but avoid the more intense late afternoon heat. After the first two weeks at his new ‘home’ Doctor Elsewhere from St. Mungo’s had [...]
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As Harry, Ron and Hermione left Dumbledore’s office, for that was how Harry would always think of it, he stopped them at the bottom of the staircase. Harry was tired. More tired then he could ever remember being. He scrubbed at his face with his hands and then looked at his best friends. They too [...]
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