So hi everyone. My name is the Lady Slytherpuff. I am obviously not the Lady Rowling; for if I was many things in the Potterverse would be different. So as I am not the Lady Rowling I am not the owner or creator of the original work. I only dip my feet into the water and sand many years after it's original completion. I right just for the purpose of writing I make absolutely no money off of my work and never will. So sit back and enjoy my take on the Potterverse and the Fight between the Light and Dark.
No matter how silly it sounds, no matter how off it seems, do not for one second think, think that the Light is always pure; is always fighting for what is right. The Light has not always been as it is now. The Light has changed; led down a path that will end magic for good. At one point in time for a short period, the Light was the Dark's equal; brothers in the world of magic. But now the Light has deemed the Dark unholy, cruel. The light now seeks to destroy all that are different to them. All the oppose them.
Magic comes in different forms you see. There is the Light based spells that only people with a Light core can preform same as the with the Dark. Different then the other two is the Gray; Gray cores are rare, they are the balance that holds the magic together. Gray wielders have the ability to use both Light and Dark spells. In the past all wizards and witches were subject to an old ritual to discover their core type. When the Light began their purge of their Dark brothers the ritual was outlawed; in fear of the new casters type.
This is the story of a young boy and the fight for his core.
Harry James Potter Everyone knows the name. The name of the so called boy-who-lived. The Savior of the Light. The Golden Boy. The Defeater of the Dark Lord. You see young Harry 'defeated' the once great and powerful Dark Lord Voldemort at the age of 15 months. The boy would then go on to live in a home with his mothers sister and her family. The whole of the Wizarding world believe that their savior was off doing amazing things in other countries. They were told of his training and of his high quality of life. All the love and affection a savior deserves. No one would ever doubt that the small savior had everything he could ever want. Everyone lived in pure bliss for many many years believing the lies that an old man with a twinkle in his eye spoon fed them. The old man knew; of course he did. He would do anything to make sure he got what he wanted. Even if it meant sacrificing two entire families plus some extra random unneeded people. Of course he had knew that the boy would be mistreated. He had made sure of it paid them to even. For the Greater Good the young boy had to be miserable, beaten, ready to die for others who were in pain. Oh he told no one of his true plans only altered versions. The biggest altered truth was Harry's placement. Harry's aunt hated anything and everything to do with magic; therefore, all things magic were banned. Breaking this rule would result in severe punishments for the young boy.
In the world of wizards the hidden society welcomed many new young hatchlings. A small blond tot with beautiful grey eyes was among those who were brought before the council. The council was to decide which level the tot would join once he reached the age of eleven.