Disclamer: I do not in any way own Harry Potter.

Everyone knows of The Great King Auther. His teacher, Merlin. Of his step-sister, Morgana. The list goes on and on. One could easily name the list going on and on.

One could also tell you what magick is. Pure fantasy, of course. Everyone knows that.

The question to some, 'What if it's real?' That question goes unanswered to many. Alas, it has been answered many years to others. Wizards and Withchs have been in control of this element. Non-Magick folk have been amazed by the power in the souls. Of course, that scared them. They could kill them with a flick of their wrist while they were defendless.

That changed soon.

The Non-Magicks made wepons that would kill, if aimed right. It would make the wizards die, on first strike. Now, the fear was transfered over to the wizards. They went into hiding. The Non-Magicks soon forgot about the wizards. That made the Wizards, of course, get lazy. Soon, the wand was created. It didn't take much energy to make something that would focus their magic. All they needed was an item of a magickial creature.

Merlin caught gust of what was happening. He was very displeased. Yes, they all had reasons to fear. That didn't mean they go and start being lazy! It is said that he was bewitched by the Lady of the Lake. In truth, he was to many eyes. He married, and created a carbon copy of himself. Somewhat as some say, 'faking his own death', in need for disappearance.

Of course, being as insane as he was, he created a cozy home for him and his wife, in the woods. He also created a spell to make them live as long as they want, unless they choose to end it.

So, they lived in their cozy cabin. Years past, and every once in a while, The Great Merlin was forced to sleep on the couch.
That leads us to present day.

Lily sighed. She had a child, a strong one. Of course, someone said that Harry James Potter was going to defeat The Dark Lord Voldemort. The days were coming to an end for both her and her husband. Peter was a good actor. She knew that he was the spy. She didn't tell her husband the truth. That would only worsten things. It was as well, seeing as she was mean't to die.

"Lily! Run! It's Him! I'll hold him off. Take Harry and run!"

Lily's eyes widen. Time for Act One.

"Silly girl, move aside!"

"Please, not Harry, Take me instead!"

And so, the Dark Lord casted the killing curse on Lily Potter nee Evans.

Lord Voldemort looked into the eyes of the child. Slytherin eyes.

Avada Kedavra eyes.

"Pity you must die. You would of been strong. Pity, but you must. Avada Kedavra!"

What happened next is unknown. The result: Lord Voldemort's soul is drifting away.

And that leads us to Little Whining, Number Four Privet Drive.

Little note:

I'm looking for a BETA-reader for this story. If you would like to become, or wish to see where this story is going, just email me at L-coconut hotmail (dot) com.

I believe its simple enough to remove spaces.

Also, Seeing as this IS just the starter-chapter, the next ones will be longer.

The more time I am given, the longer the chapters will be.

-Alevzir