I Am Not a Potter Prologue
Harry Potter had just had his fourth birthday. But there wasn't any party held in the Potter Manor. He was sitting in a dusty, messy but big room in the Manor. The nearly broken door opened harshly, and revealed a girl with long, curly auburn hair and pair of honey colored eyes who was called Katrina. A moon shaped scar crossed her fair forehead.
Harry stared up at her. Katrina said annoyingly, "Brother, the orphanage owner has come. Don't forget your suitcase. I don't want anything polluted by you in Stevie's new nursery!" Katrina gave Harry a sweet, fake smile. Harry took the dirty, worn-out suitcase beside him, and walked out of the room, his room. Harry walked down the grand staircase slowly. James, his father glared at him, and yelled, "Boy! Come down this instant! Can't you see how lucky you are to have stayed with us?"
Harry's childhood was unhappy. He was overshadowed by his elder sister, Katrina Lilith Potter, The Girl Who Defeated Voldemort. Harry was neglected by most of the people he knew, except Peter Pettigrew and Remus Lupin, Remus was Katrina's Godfather. Harry liked these people, Uncle Peter slightly preferred Harry over Katrina and Uncle Remy always give Harry something useful when he come to visit.
Now, the Potters' third child, Steve, had been born. James and Lily decided to let Steve have Harry's room and kicked Harry out. Though this reason was not the true reason as the Potter couple only wanted to throw Harry out, there were lots of rooms bigger than Harry's in the Manor which weren't being used. Harry was sent to 'St Mary's Orphanage'.
Harry stared out of the car's dirty window, he gave his old home one last glance, knowing that he would probably never see his family again.
Harry didn't stay at the orphanage for very long, as his 5th birthday arrived, God gave Harry the best gift he could dream of, a family. A French family adopted Harry, and Harry's life after that continued France.
Flashback
"Everyone line up in the hall!" Mrs. Mackenzie's strict, loud voice echoed through the children's playroom.
"Another boring day. Right, Harry?" A boy with honey blonde hair said to the younger child next to him. "Right, Doug. Another boring day."
Harry brushed his messy black hair back casually and the two boys walked out of the playroom and entered the main hall. Which was the place used as both the adoption center and the children's dinning room.
In the room Mrs. Mackenzie, the wife of the owner of the orphanage was standing with a rich looking couple.
"This is Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, they wish to adopt a black-haired child. Everyone with black hair please step foreword." Harry and the girl next to him both stepped out, there was also another five children who stepped foreword.
The couple examined each of them and pointed at Harry happily.
Flashback End
After filling out the forms that they needed to, they gave Harry a new name, Jackie Johnson. He had a new sister called Angelina and both the family and Harry thought that Harry would have a very happy life with them.
But Harry's misfortune continued. An unfortunate fire burned the Johnson's' home a month after Harry was adopted. Jack and Angela Johnson were declared dead after there bodies were rescued two hours later by the firefighters.
The two children, Jackie and Angelina were luckily visiting their Uncle Lucas while the fire happened. The kids were sent to separate orphanage's, Angelina was quickly adopted by another Johnson family, and Jackie? The infamous Noir family adopted him. Both the children forgot each other after many years … Angelina grew up like a normal girl, not poor, not rich, but with just enough money to be happy. Harry was the spoilt little Prince, he had everything he wanted, even a thousand Galleons for a little tantrum for their little Harry. His name became Guthrie Etiennie Ryu Noir…
To Be Continued…