Disclaimer: I own Marissa, George, Tierra and other things you never heard of in Harry Potter. The other characters, terms and other stuff all belong to J.K. Rowling, as they were taken from her book.
Prologue
A young woman walked down the narrow alleyway. She was covered with a dark cloak and her face was hidden in the shadow of her hood. She moved swiftly but cautiously, turning around suddenly to make sure that no one was following her.
She held an envelope in her hand and hurried to the end of the alley. Rats scuttled at the sound of her footsteps and flies buzzed on top of overflowing garbage bins. She stopped at the brick wall as a shadowy figure appeared suddenly out of thin air, leaving black smoke hovering around him.
"What is a young woman like you doing here?" he said prancing around her.
"Give me my child back," the woman whispered. "I've brought you what you wanted."
The man pulled of his hood and looked directly at the woman. His orange eyes burned like fire and his pale blonde hair shone under the moonlight. His face was white, as though he never came out during daytime. "Hand it over." He said.
This time, the woman lowered her hood and gazed into the man's orange eyes. She had light brown hair with equally brown eyes. Her lips curved into a smile as she said, "No. You first. Give me my baby and you'll have what you want."
The man sighed and growled, "Marcos! Bring me the wretched baby!" Immediately, fire fell from the sky and a huge monster landed with a loud thump on the slimy ground.
The woman backed away and stared disgustedly at the hairy creature. It was black all over: black fur, black skin, black eyes and huge black bat wings. Marcos, as the monster was called, had twelve eyes and was bigger than a gorilla (though it could be mistaken as one) and also bigger than an elephant.
"Master," Marcos said in a low voice, handing a bundle to his master.
The man unwrapped the bundle and brought out a sleeping baby. It had tufts of brown hair and it was sucking its thumb.
"Oh, Tierra!" the woman cried and moved closer to the baby, suddenly feeling no fear. The pale faced man nodded to Marcos who swiped the woman aside. The woman fell back and landed in a puddle of sewage water. She rose and snatched the baby from the man's arms and threw him the envelope.
"There! You have what you want now!" she spat at him. Then she turned on her heel and raced away, before the man could take her baby back.
The man watched her go and whispered into Marcos's ear. Marcos nodded and spread his black wings as he took off into the night sky.
Meanwhile, the young woman whose name was Marissa, had fled to her home on Privet Drive. Marissa's house was next to a family called Mr. and Mrs. Dursley. They had a son, she knew, whose name was Duddley, and also a nephew, she thinks, called Harry, who was about the same age as her little baby angel, Tierra.
Marissa arrived at her home (Number 5) safely and out of breath. She unlocked the front door and hurriedly stepped inside. Her husband, George Williams, whirled around. He was sitting on his favorite armchair, as usual and watching TV.
George Williams had dark brown hair, always combed neatly. His grey eyes sparkled whenever he thought about something, which was very often.
"Back already?" he said. "So… how'd it go?"
Marissa sighed and hung her sodden cloak on the coat hanger. "Got swiped out of the way by a large gorilla and--"
"Gorilla?" George gasped. "Loose from the zoo, I suppose?" he said thoughtfully, his eyes starting to sparkle.
Marissa knew that look and snorted. She was getting tired and bruised from the swipe and she didn't want any of h er husband's lectures. "Of course not!" she snapped irritably. "It's not even a gorilla! This is a magical world we're dealing with, and there's no such thing as ordinary in that world…"
Marcos scanned the sleeping town with his twelve eyes from the night sky. He focused on something and swooped down, landing surprisingly soft for his size. He looked about him and squinted at a sign which read: Privet Drive
Marcos laughed quietly to himself. 'Ah, those little people thought they could run from the master?' he thought. 'They are such fools to believe that! You humans have angered the master by not giving him what he wanted. The entire human race should be destroyed!' Because, when Marcos had flew into the night sky, the Master had tore open the envelope Marissa had given him, only to find that the instructions on how to get to the Stone of Destruction was only a cake recipe.
The Master, of course, had immediately called on Marcos again by using the wind and the Master had given Marcos instructions on what to do. Destroy.
Well, there! Hoped you liked the prologue of my story! Please review too; I would like your opinions! I'll be starting on chapter 1 soon so… yeah!