A/N: It starts with Harry already in the forest rather than being chased into it. In this story Harry knows nothing about his family, not even that the Dursleys' are related to him. Harry only knows his first name, when he was born and that his parents died (though he was never told there names).

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Harry had been running through the dark forest for nearly half an hour when he fell down exhausted, he looked around tiredly wondering if he could find his way back. A minute later he was sound asleep. Twenty minutes later he woke up freezing and left to find his way to the Dursley's home. He had nearly lost hope of ever finding his way out of the forest when he saw a large manor, it looked old and disused but that never crossed his mind as he knocked on the door hoping that someone lived there that could help him. As soon as he knocked the door opened, but nobody was there. "Hello?" Harry called. "Is anybody here?" he tried again, there was no answer.

Harry knew it was rude, but he was so cold and it was getting dark so he went in uninvited. When he reached the living room he heard a voice, "Gryffindor... Gryffindor's spawn... What brings you here?!" a menacing voice asked. "I-I am s-sorry, sir. I was wondering if you c-could help m-me? I g-got lost, I need some h-help to find my w-way back." Harry stuttered terrified for his life. The person laughed, "Help you? The heir of Godric Gryffindor? The heir of the one who trapped me here?! Why do you think I would I do such a thing?" the person asked.

"The heir of who?" Harry inquired curiously, forgetting he was terrified. "You… You do not know? You are the heir of Godric Gryffindor, one of the founders of Hogwarts, I can sense it." the voice stated. "Sorry, but I don't even know my parents names, and what is Hogwarts?" Harry asked. The voice was quiet for a few minutes. "It seems you have a lot to learn young one. Did you, by any chance grow up around muggles? That would explain why you don't know anything about being a descendant of the great Godric Gryffindor or anything about Hogwarts, unless it isn't around anymore, but surely you'd know something about it, it was very famous a long time ago... Help me and I will help you, I will teach you everything I know." this time the voice was soft, not menacing.

"What are muggles?" Harry questioned" "Non-magical humans." the voice answered. Harry would have mentioned that magic was not real, if he had not been talking to a voice that seemed to come from nowhere. "I will help you, if you promise I won't have to go back to the Dursley's." Harry replied. 'They'll probably kill me if I return for being so late.' He thought quietly. "I promise, now help me. Walk over to trunk on your left, open it, pick up the dagger, walk over to the thing that looks like a crystal ball, cut your finger and place your blood over it." the voice instructed.