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Summary: Pedersen was a 24year old man who woke up to be an 11year old wizard inside Harry Potter's universe. Now in fifth year we follow his life at Hogwards.M for later /HP .

Chapter 1

And so a story Begins.

August 2011

Erik was looking for his keys. Where he had put them this time was as an annoying and unanswered question for him as it is for us. But, after another minute of searching he finally found them in his back pocket. "Why did I put them there? I never put them there!" he was wondering as he unlocked the door to his flat. Still puzzled with the keys' mystery he checked the time to the kitchen wall watch, it was 8 o' clock. He had to eat something. A peculiar smell hit him as he left his backpack on the couch. "God, do I really smell like that? Hmm, dinner is postponed till I take a shower!" As he walked to the bathroom a trail of clothes was left behind him. He walked in to the shower naked remembering the basketball training he just had. And more specifically his teammate Peter. "Oh he was hot! Ok, I have to stop thinking about him, he said as he looked down below and immediately turned on the clod water. "I really need to have sex, it's been months!" he said to himself. After the shower he went to the kitchen and ate some leftovers from yesterday, or the day before, he couldn't be quite sure! "Well, there's no green fur on it and I can't see a mushroom growing from it, so it's probably fine to eat it!" he thought.

Right after his hunger was satisfied we lied on the couch, throwing off his backpack, to watch his favourite Harry Potter movie, The Order of Phoenix for the millionth time. While he was watching the movie he was shouting some of his favourite curses on Umbridge! "Die you pink bitch! Die you and your spying cats…Oh if I was there I would have shown you, ugly pink frog. Oh and don't forget, die!" He couldn't stop himself thinking that Harry was quite cute in this film, thus it was his favourite. After a while he caught himself having forgotten all about the movie itself and fantasizing Harry and himself at various, not quite innocent ways. "Oh, stop thinking like that you pervert and watch the movie!" he scolds himself. But then Malfoy showed up and his thoughts went wild once again. "This movie is like watching porn not fantasy one! I can't take it anymore!" An hour and a half million fantasies later the movie ended. "I should take another shower! He thought as he walked in to his bedroom.

His bedroom was covered with Harry Potter posters and all the Harry Potter souvenirs. It looked like a teen's room, not a 24yeard old man's. But he liked it that way. He lied on his bed to read the last Harry Potter book as a tribute to the last movie which had been released just a month ago. He was quickly done with it as he had only the final chapter left from last night and set his Harry Potter alarm clock at 9 o' clock the next morning. He had to go to that gym tomorrow. As he was closing his eyes he thought "Oh I have a Harry Potter clock, I such a geek! Well, I fine with it as long as hunk guys fancy me!" After that he was fast asleep.

The next morning found Erik almost chocked to death by his sheets. He tried with difficulty to turn off his alarm clock. After he was successfully done with this ridiculous every morning quest of his he got up and dragged himself to the bathroom, passed the mirror and walked to the toilet to pee. "Oh stop hiding I really needed to pee", he practically screamed to his penis while searching for it in his pjs. "Come out! hey wait, I don't remember it so small, what happened?" he said as he was looking down there. "Yeah definitely not those small and where are all the hairs. What the hell's wrong with me? And why the toilet's that big. Wait, it's not big, I'm smaller!" He rushed to the mirror and found a young boy with brighter hair than his, almost no jaw line and no beard staring at him. "I can't believe it, I'm eleven! No it can't be, I was 24 when I fall asleep how can I be 11 now? Where is my beautiful gown up face I don't want pimples all over again! Am I panicking? Should I? No."

"Erik dear why are shouting in the bathroom? Is everything okay? Should mummy come in?" he heard his mother calling him from the corner door.

"Is that my mom? Where the fuck am I? Quickly, a lie!" "Yes mother I'm fine, everything's fine, don't get in!"

"Ok dear, if you say so. Breakfast's ready, pancakes with syrup, your favourite!

"Ok mother I'm coming" he heard himself yelling back while he was thinking priorities "first pee, for crying out loud my bladder is about to blow up! Then brush teeth, hair, get dressed and go downstairs pretend everything's fine.

While Erik was brushing his teeth he looked at himself again. He had almost forgotten how he looked at this age. He was a beautiful boy with light brown hair, almost blond. His eyes were grey with green lines, almond shape, his nose was normal and his eyebrows were brown and well-shaped. He had slightly thin lips. His beard had completely vanished and his jaw line had not yet been shaped but it didn't matter. Everyone could see what a handsome young man he would turn into, and he did, he reminded himself. He was about 1.70cm, thin and thus he's expected no more six-pack around to be found but only slightly seen and that's from the basketball practice he's been doing ever since he was 5.

After the examination of himself was finished he dressed up, got downstairs and had breakfast with his parents trying to act normally. They spoke about the increasing hours of his mother's job and the oncoming trip his father had to take to study an ancient pharaoh tomb. "Yeah, no changes here! They didn't even realize I'm eleven!" He excused himself and went to his room.

"Darling your friend James called you to go by his house and play!" his mother said to him as he was leaving the kitchen.

"Okay mom I'll go later."

"Who the fuck is James?" he asked himself. He walked into his room and didn't recognize it. All his Harry Potter stuff was gone! The furniture was the same but at the same time nothing was. He sat on his bed confused and puzzled about everything and then he heard a 'tap tap' on his window. He went to check it out and saw an owl with an envelope with green letters on it in its mouth. "No it can't be" he whispered to himself. Socked and with his hands shaking he reached to open then window and to owl flew and sat on his desk. He went towards it and took the letter with his hands still shaking. He read the envelope that said "To Mr Pedersen Erik, 1st floor 2nd bedroom to the left, 10 Goowick Rd, Rumney, Wales" he dropped it and quickly stepped away from it! "This can't be true, this cannot be happening! I'm eleven and this is a letter from Hogwarts! I might be a wizard! I can't believe it, this must be a dream or something! Should I open it? I think I should!" As he walked back to the letter still not believing that the letter was actually there he heard the owl making annoying noises and flapping its wings. "Okay I'll be quick you annoying bird! Great, now I'm talking to the birds! I must be getting nuts!" He grabbed the letter and opened it and read these same lines he had already read for many times in his future, inside his first Harry Potter book!

"You have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

And so my story began…

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