Harry Potter and the Journey

by phoenixblade2

In 1945 Grindelwald steps in to stop the advance of Allied Forces into Germany, revealing the magical world to the Muggle one. Thirty-five years later Harry Potter is born. His journey will be a difficult one. NO SLASH.

1. Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the other various fandoms this story may refer to.

A/N: This story will reference other fandoms, particularly my rules of magic will reference other fandom's, however it will not include other characters from those fandoms.

Harry Potter and the Journey

Prologue

December 25th, 1944

Ardennes Forest

Dumbledore surveyed the scene before him. The blood soaked snow and smoking tree stumps reeked of death. The ruined corpses of Allied soldiers littered the forest. Broken frames of tanks lay shattered, their steel armor melted and engines smoking. His eyes hardened at the carnage.

"What have you done, Gellert?" he whispered to himself. A crack sounded, and the mage spun, bringing his wand up to face the young man that had just appeared.

"Sorry, Professor," the man said. His hair was matted with blood, and his right arm hung loosely at his side as he limped toward the professor. "We managed to push back the Axis forces to Saarbruken, but there were heavy losses to our side, both Muggle and Magical, sir."

"Well done, Tommy-boy," a new voice mocked. The two mages turned to face the new threat. The newcomer stood, an evil smirk adorning his face.

Dumbledore and Tom stiffened as they felt the evil aura Gellert Grindelwald, the most powerful Dark wizard in the world.

"So, Albus, whatever do you think of my handiwork," he gestured around to battlefield.

Tom swung his wand, a blue bolt lanced out towards Grindelwald. The Dark lord snapped his wand up and a silver light flashed, the blue bolt dissolved into the air.

"Tsk, Tsk, Tommy-boy, don't you know your manners."

Albus moved in front of Tom, "Get back to Paris, Tom, you're in no condition for this." He turned his attention back to Grindelwald. "You will pay for your crimes, Gellert. You will be brought to justice for this atrocity."

The Dark Wizard laughed. "Always the fool, Albus. Did you think I would sit idly by as these wretched American Muggles charged through to Berlin. After all the work I did building up the Third Reich."

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed as he swept his wand in a semi-circle, but Grindelwald spun away with a deafening crack, his cackling laughter filling the air.

Dumbledore shook his head before he too spun away, Disapparating with a pop.