AN: Hello everybody to my second attempt at fanfiction. Sadly my first died from Bat poison, so … Yeah. This will be a Harry potter fanfiction, and do you know what that means? (pause to think) YES… that means Weasley bashing, live with it. You know something though… I will be doing a few things differently, to this is AU.

Disclaimer: I am only doing this once, so read closely I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I own any small tidbits of other fandoms that may or may not pop up. If I did, Harry would marry Luna, Naruto would have a bloodline, and the Doctor would still leave the Ponds in the past. Anything that seem familiar is… savvy.

Flame will be doused with holy water and sent to the devil with compliments :)

Also, I have an odd POV for this story at first… sorry

On to the story…

A Change of Perspective

Chapter 1: Where we introduce the main character

A house, collapsed in as if from an explosion, was being approached by a man, an odd man, but a man nevertheless. This man was very tall, very thin, and very old, judging by his silver-white hair. He was wearing a long robe, a purple cloak with stars on it, and high-heeled buckled boots. His eyes, which had a sparkle that was dimming to nearly non-existent, were a light blue. They were searching the ruined house for something, something which he found it the bedroom in the corner. Though calling it a room might be a bit too generous, crater might be more accurate. There he spotted a child in a crib, an odd child, but still a child. This child had striking green (Mini AN: You thought I was gonna say eyes didn't you…) hair, bright red eyes, and blue skin, at least at the time. When our mysterious old man got to the crib, the child had turned pitch black and was crying.

"Hello, little Harry," for this was the little child's name, "You are going to be very important one day..." said the old man as he withdrew a slender stick from his sleeve.

"...but for now, for the Greater Good, you must be as ordinary as possible."

As he said this he pointed his wand at little Harry Potter, and a bright flash of light came from the little stick.

"There, that will keep your powers under control, mostly…" he said, shrugging.

He looked down at the now black-haired, green-eyed boy, and noticed that this spell had one minor side effect, it left a small scar on his forehead. A scar in the shape of a lightning bolt. The man set down the child where he found him, and whispered a good-bye to the boy. He then spun on his heel and vanished.

Three hours later, a large, Black dog came up to the boy, whining sadly. As it approached Harry, it turned into a man, yet another odd man… shocking isn't it? This man had black hair that went to his shoulders, heavy black robes, and a gold badge on his chest, similar to a police badge.

The man picked up little Harry and said, to no one, since he was alone, "Don't worry, Prongs, I'll take care of him."

The man started to leave when he heard yet another voice, you guessed it, from yet another strange man, "'Ello Sirius."

"Hello Hagrid. What are you doing here?"

Hagrid, a giant of a man, ten feet tall and four wide, said, "I'm 'ere on Dumbledore's orders. I'm s'posed to take li'l 'Arry 'ere to his relatives so 'e'll be safe."

Sirius, outraged at the thought of being separated from Harry, said, "No, Hagrid, I'm sorry, but Harry will be staying with me."

"Now see 'ere, Sirius, it's Dumbledore's…" he started, but was cut off.

"To hell with Dumbledore's orders. I will be taking care of my godson."

"Now come on, Sirius. It is Dumbledore, 'E'll make sure he is safe," reasoned Hagrid

After a long time in thought, Sirius handed Harry to Hagrid "Fine, but take my bike. It is untraceable, so you and Harry will be safe."

Hagrid, happy that they had settled things said, "Kay then, Sirius. Be careful."

Hagrid then climbed into said bike, and flew off.

"I'll be careful when this is finally over, and that rat is dead," said Sirius as he, like the old man, spun and disappeared.

So, that was chapter one. Thoughts, comments, concerns? Leave them in the reviews. Until next time, this is SorasOtherForm, signing off.