Chapter I

It's 1998 and a young man is standing atop a hill with a strange stick in his right hand. He is looking appon the horizon with a stern look on his face. Behind him is a smoking castle and hundreds of people going over the battlefield carrying the wounded to the hospital inside the castle.

The young man on the hills names is Harold James Potter. Since he was 15 months of age his life has been a living hell. From being stuffed in a cupboard as a child. Then at 11 years of age being exposed to a magical community that sees him as a messiah with a bunch of racist inbred morons that thought everything that wasn't pure in blood or human shouldn't be breathing. In the same year he had to fight a three headed dog to get a frigging stone worth nothing to those that didn't know how to use it from the man who killed his parents thought dead but he cheated death. To being chase down by the snake faced bastard for a year.

In all honesty he just wanted to be left alone. No killing maniacs, no sadistic fans trying to force him into marriage. Just be who he wants to be. Not what everyone else expected him to be. That is exactly what he was thinking about when a massive storm cloud was over head causing a huge amount of ruckus. But he couldn't bring himself to care something told him in his gut that he should care. So while everyone else was scrambling to get inside castle to keep try and not get struck by lightning. While he was on the hill the lightning kept striking closer and, and closer but the same gut feeling told him that he needn't care for it.

When everything went black.

When he woke up again he was in a bed in what looked like a hospital a place he really really despises. When sat up he started to looked around the room he was in. When he looked near the window there was a calendar that said June 21st 1912. As he comprehended what it said he thought. Well someone is defiantly pranking me. Then a nurse came in with a tray of food and water. When she spotted her charge awake she said.

" Well look who finally wanted to get after being out for 5 months."

"What five months it felt like five seconds." Harry responded obviously looking confused. At this the nurse says.

"Well that is a common thing among patients with your situation Mr. Potter." That said she put the tray in front of him so he could eat it.