Hi, this story originally started out as three very bored Harry potter fans on a Saturday afternoon. I had over "arnold the female purple pygmy puff" (she's actually my older brother's friend, but he was away for the weekend), so we decided to go down our basement to find something to do. And of course, my little sister (who decided her pen name should be "Rainbowprincesspuppy") just had to follow us along. So I came up with a Harry Potter AU story where he wishes that Voldemort was never born. And thus, our idea grew and grew, and I thought it would make a good fanfic.
I apologize for the slow beginning, but I promise it gets much, much better.
Prologue:
(Ron is played mostly by Rainbowprincesspuppy, and partially by "arnold the female purple pygmy puff" )
(Hermione played by "arnold the female purple pygmy puff" )
(Harry is played by me)
Now that your eyes are burning from this super long introduction, let us begin!
Disclaimer-Neither I, nor "arnold", nor "Rainbow", own Harry Potter, otherwise you wouldn't be reading this for free
-this is only about 85 percent exactly as we played it.
Harry James Potter paced furiously back and forth across the Griffindor common room.
"Hey, mate, would you mind stopping that?" asked Ron, "you're making me dizzy!"
"Worst day ever!" Harry said through clentched teeth, completely ignoring his friend's comment.
"What happened?" Hermione asked, not looking up from the potion she was brewing for homework. It was known that Professor Snape hated Griffindors, and would always find away to take away their house points. And even though Hermione was the best student in their year by far, if she put in one drop too many of lizard blood, Snape would probably fail her.
"Well now that you bring it up: Snape gave me extra homework for sneezing out loud in his class, I got detention for being late for McGonagall's class because Malfoy and his gang tried to ram me in the hallway, I skipped almost every meal because I had to study for that stupid charms test tomarrow, oh, but besides that, everything's just fine!"
"Not to mention the entire wizard world expects you to stop You-Know-Who, when you have no idea how," Ronald pointed out "helpfully".
Unsurprisingly, this comment only made Harry all the more angrier. He hadn't slept the past two nights in a row, he was getting too much homework, and when he did fall asleep, he would always have those dreams with Voldemort. He couldn't take it any longer!
"That's the last thing I want to think about!" he stomped his foot on the ground with anger, causing Hermione who was pouring her shrew venom into the potion to loose control of the dropper, and the whole thing fell in.
"Great, look what you've done! Now I have to start all over!" she let out an exastperated sigh, flipping back the pages in her potions book to the instructions.
"Sorry, 'Mione," he mumbled, not sounding sorry at all.
"You should be! Why dont yo just-I can't-Uuuggghhhh! Harry, maybe you should go to bed, you need some rest."
"He's not the only one..." Ron muttered under his breath.
"Shut up," Hermione threw a pillow at him, causing Ron to fall off the couch.
Harry was going to argue with her, but she had a point. He he did need sleep. So reluctantly, he went up to the boys' dormitory and headed off to bed. "I wish Voldemort was never even born!" he shouted as he got into bed.
But no one took notice of a shooting star whizzing by just as he said those words.
No one realized that everything was about to change forever . . . .