(Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Keeper Of The Lost Cities. They both belong to Shannon Messenger or J.K. Rowling.)
Chapter One
"I know you will hear this one day. And when you do your life will forever change. Harry you are a elf. You are part of something called project moonlark. Someday you will come back to the Lost Cities. For now, play low. You will discover your abilities and more about this when you get older. There is only one thing you need to know. You have a sister, Sophie Foster. She is in San Francisco. That is in America. You will meet soon enough. Also, James and Lily are not your real parents. We will explain someday. I will meet you soon Harry."
Harry Potter woke up with tears down his face. He was in the cupboard in Number 4 Privet Drive. He thought of his new knowledge. He had a ridiculously good memory. He later learned it was called photographic memory. He had grown up knowing he was a wizard. And now. Now he knew he wasn't. He was a elf. And he had a sister. Sophie Foster. And his parents were not his parents. The person had mentioned the 'Lost Cities',whatever that is. Also his 'Abilities'. He snorted slightly. He had already found some of the abilities. Things like telekinesis and levitation had been popping up a lot. He also had been able to hear thoughts since he was 5 years old
The thoughts had cut into his brain like knives. Each louder and more painful then the last. He tried to hide it. The Dursleys would not care, and he had no one else to go to. The last thing he needed was people thinking he was mentally insane or something.
Sighing he got up. To get started on his chores. He did not need the extra drama of being elf in his life.
Hi! Sorry it was a little short. By The way this is the before first year. I changed some things about Harry. If you do not like them do not read.