A/N: Hope you like this story. I need to update my other stories before I make any others. Hee Hee.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I'm not smart enough to even have thought of something like HP.
Prologue
Harry walked down the hallway on the seventh floor of Hogwarts. He was hurrying to get to the Gryffindor common room and work on plans for finding the remaining horcruxes. Ron and Hermione should be waiting for him as long as he made it on time.
Harry ran by a painting of a wizard teaching trolls to dance when he remembered he forgot something.
He passed the painting again but thought about Ron and Hermione and that maybe he wouldn't need what he forgot until tomorrow.
He passed the painting a third time and a door appeared on the wall. Harry stood there and stared at the door.
That was stupid of me.
Harry heard a shuffling noise behind him and whipped his wand out. Nothing was there except a flash of red light heading towards him.
"What the…" Harry yelled when he was shot off his feet and through the magical door that had appeared minutes before.
A flash of yellow light filled the hallway and an unconscious Harry Potter flew by whirls of color and sound when he landed on cold dirt.
Back in the castle a snickering man in a hood was watching the door disappear and knew his job was almost done. The man took out his wand and performed a very difficult charm. The result was an exact copy of Harry James Potter.
"You know what to do," said the man in a hoarse voice. The clone nodded dumbly and started walking down the hallway towards Gryffindor tower.
The other man took out a small time turner from under his pitch cloak and turned it forward ten times.
The stranger soon disappeared with a pop.
A/N: I know it dragged on but the prologue would have been only a few sentences so I had to add more boring and unwanted detail. Please review.