Disclaimer: I have no ownership over the characters or events written by JK Rowling. The following AU events are, however, from my own imagination.
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Harry stared at the small black notebook in his hand. It obviously was meant for him, it even had his name on it. He opened the notebook cautiously, wary from his past experiences with books and notebooks at Hogwarts in general. On the first page, which was blank, writing started to appear.
'Hello Mr Harry Potter' Harry stared at the book, dumbfounded. How on earth did the book know who he was? His eyes became huge as more writing appeared.
'fate has once again done its magic and reunited owner with book. If you ever need help…just write away…someone will surely answer!'
Harry continued to look at the book. He was bewildered. What fate? And someone will surely answer? All he had wanted to do was have a little peace and quiet away from Umbridge, and Malfoy and his cronies and the general noise of the main school. That's why Harry had chosen to visit the room of requirements but he suddenly longed to be back in the Gryffindor common Room. This book was starting to creep him out a little.
He was just about to close it when more writing appeared.
'There is a quill inside the sleeve that you must use to write in here, any other will not work.' Harry, overcome with curiosity felt around for the quill and sure enough there it was! It was an elegant golden feathered quill and although there was no ink anywhere, Harry had a suspicious feeling that he wouldn't be needing any to write in the book.
Knowing full well that this was entering dangerous territory he positioned his quill in the middle of the first page. A sudden image of Hermione's disapproving face came into his mind. He grinned a little and wrote out a sentence. Essentially the same sentence he had written in a similar black notebook only three years previously.
'I am Harry Potter'
The words glistened in golden ink for a few seconds until disappearing completely. Maybe it was just a diapering ink notebook. Him and Ron could elevate the boredom of some lessons by writing notes to each other, he supposed. But other than that the book seemed a bit disappointing.
Just as well, Harry thought. I don't need more distractions.
He was about to snap it shut when all of a sudden yellow words appeared on the paper.
'So am I!' just as quickly as it came, the writing disappeared only to be replaced by writing in red.
'No shit, genius! We all are!' Harry's mouth fell open.
There were more Harry Potters? That could only mean one thing. He had heard Hermione mention that these existed but he never thought he would be the owner of one.
But to his horror, his thought turned out to be correct.
Green writing appeared on the notebook.
'Oh how wonderful even more idiotic Harrys from different dimensions. Well I guess we will be doing introductions, let me begin. I'm Slytherin! Harry, don't really care who you are.'
Yup, He Harry Potter had somehow managed to get hold of a cross-dimensional chatbook.
Brilliant.
AN: So this is just a prologue and all the different Harrys will 'meet' in the next chapter :) Please review!