Chapter 1: Improbable Books and Odd Quantum Objects

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A/N:Hello! Welcome to the insane (and inane) world that is my first fanfiction! Review please, 'cause I would like to know how I did with this story! Anyways, now we can let the story commence!


The Kúla af Óreiðu was created in 15th century from a bout of accidental magic from a 5 year old Icelandic girl. What is the Kúla af Óreiðu, you ask? If I told you it is an artifact that can create various amounts of chaos, would you believe me? If you wouldn't, you should, because it is the truth. Well, actually, it manipulates random quantum fluctuations in various ways, depending on what setting it's on. It has 5 settings: the first setting simply accentuates natural quantum fluctuations to extreme levels; the second setting makes quantum fluctuations completely random (the effects of the first two settings are impossible to visually differentiate); the third setting manipulates quantum fluctuations in such a way that it makes everything have an equal chance of occurring at any given moment (ie. the 'anything can happen' setting); the fourth setting uses quantum fluctuations to make high probability events into low probability events and vice versa (it should be noted that the space affected by the artifact will revert back to the state it was before it was activated if it is on the third or fourth setting); and the fifth setting will create a single random object. Alternatively, if you are a descendant of previously mentioned girl, you could use it as a focus for your magic.

Ok, so now you know more about the Kúla af Óreiðu than you ever cared to know. Now that you do know all of this, you may be wondering why this information is so important. Well, before I can explain why it is so important, I have to divulge its current location. Wait, you don't know when 'current' is, do you? If you don't, current is August 18th, 1986. If you do... too bad, 'cause I told you anyways. Speaking of anyways, I shall finally tell you the location of the artifact! Currently, the Kúla af Óreiðu is orbiting the Earth! You are definitely wondering how that happened. Unfortunately, all I can really tell you is that its last recorded co-ordinates were 60°55′N 101°57′E and that the event which propelled it into orbit involved a huge explosion. Also, it is currently above Little Whinging, Surrey, and this fact is also rather important.

Alright! Now you know the location of the Kúla af Óreiðu, so now I can finally tell you the importance of this artifact (actually, it is important for a lot of things, only one of which are in this story). The Kúla af Óreiðu is important because of the events that are about to occur. But, for you to see these events, I am going to have to allow for time to progress because I stopped time so I could give the full, unabridged explanation to you. Oi, time! Get a move on!

It was said, and so it did.


The Kúla af Óreiðu, after 78 years of being in orbit, was finally re-entering the Earth's atmosphere. As it re-entered, the sudden force of it hitting the atmosphere caused it to activate. Then, the book appeared. Right after that, large amounts of magic and various other energies appeared, all being held in place by the artifact. The Kúla af Óreiðu promptly started to weave the magic and energies into the structure of the book and even the book's very existence in indescribable ways. As it finished, it also changed the book's velocity to 1,023 kilometers per hour straight towards the Earth's surface directly below it. The book slowed down as it approached the surface, but it didn't heat up because it absorbed all excess heat energy for later use. Not too long after, the Kúla af Óreiðu would, in a stunning coincidence, would land in the now unused, but not in disrepair, childhood home of the very girl who created it, and in the exact spot where it first formed.

Meanwhile, a six year old boy, who was rather thin for his age, was walking home from the town's park. His name was Harry Potter. Harry Potter was not a happy boy. Why wasn't he a happy boy, you ask? Harry wasn't happy because he suffered daily at the hands of his relatives, who's names were Petunia, Vernon, and Dudley Dursley. You see, all three of them mistreated him in some way, be it Petunia insulting him, offloading all housework onto him, telling everyone who would listen vicious lies about him, and substituting a cupboard for his room, even though Dudley, his cousin, had two bedrooms, Vernon for doing the same thing and occasionally hitting him, or Dudley, who bullied him constantly, beating him up and making sure he didn't make any friends. Mind you, this was all done in the name of normalcy, since they believe that anything abnormal, or 'freakish', as they call it, should not exist and must be looked down upon, and they viewed Harry as abnormal. 'Tis a shame that it never crossed their minds that mistreating a child is not exactly normal. In their crusade against abnormalcy, they painfully beat the idea into Harry that abnormal events are to never occur. So, imagine Harry's surprise when a book randomly fell out of the sky and landed right in front of him!

After Harry recovered from his initial shock, he bent down closer to the book so he could carefully observe it. What immediately caught his notice was that the words on the cover were morphing from what looked like Cyrillic characters to English words. When this process was completed, he read the words 'Book of Magical Artifacts'. He also took note of other things about the book, like how the cover was made of leather and had a pleasant goldenrod color.

Harry touched and slowly stroked the cover, which felt like old, slightly worn leather. He was so focused on the book that he didn't notice the misty blue light that momentarily pulsed around him as the book absorbed all foreign magics from him and recognized him as its owner.


In an empty office, several devices pulsed the same misty blue color, and stopped working when the glow subsided.


After he was done admiring the book, Harry decided to open it. As it opened, the first thing that caught his eye was the writing on the back of the cover. He started reading.

Hello! My name is Gerel Sarangerel. I am writing this in 1886. If you've come across this book, then you're probably wondering just what the hell this thing is. Well, if you read the title, then you would know it is a book about magical artifacts. But that's not all it is, is it? No, this book is a way of locating any magical artifact ever created. Just in case you were wondering, this book defines 'magical artifact' as as an object with magical properties that can't be reproduced as of current. Anyways, since this book doesn't have enough pages to hold information for every single magical artifact at once, it will show 500 random artifacts at once: one for each page. Every time the book is closed, the pages will change into descriptions of different artifacts. That is the basics of how this book works. There are other, less important things this book can do, but I will leave you to figure those out for yourself.

As Harry finished reading this, he looked from the back cover to the first page. As he read, an idea formed in his mind.