Hey everyone! Bond here! This is my first attempt at a long(er) story. Constructive criticism is welcomed with opened arms. Flames well... I know I'm not grade A meat already so ease off a bit ok? Thank you much! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Zip. Nada. Goose Egg. Diddly squat. But I will own something when I'm famous!! When I'm famous I will remember you all!! I wi- *is banged over the head with an invisible hammer by Noodlez* (Read my other stories and you'll understand)
And now... onto the reason you clicked the link thingy!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*Harry Potter and the Forbidden Book of Darkness*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Prologue
In a certain small room in number four Privet Drive, a certain young man with jet black hair sat straight up in his bed. He fumbled for his glasses on the broken TV set next to his cot that served as his night stand. When the spectacles were in place, the boy whipped his head around wildly, as if searching for someone in his room. After finding no one, he sighed, pushed off the covers, and picked his way through the broken objects littering his floor to the window. The young man paused for a moment then threw open the window, allowing the cool night air to surround him. Harry Potter's emerald eyes stared into the darkness as he remembered his dream.
He had witnessed the murder of his best friends.
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That was terribly short, I know. But its just the beginning.......
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