Author's Note: A couple years ago I had this awesome idea... and I started writing 'Harry Potter: the Lord of Twilight' … but then I had to really concentrate on my studies and stuff and it never really became much except a short prologue and a quick 1st chapter. Now that i've graduated and found my first job and more or less settled into the pace of things, I want to get back to it. However, I can't just jump back into a story I started writing so long ago lol. (believe me, I tried lol). Therefore, I've decided to re-write the beginning and basically start over, for I do love the idea of it and from the reviews that i've received, so did you guys. So let's see if I can do this story justice after all lol.
Summary: After the final battle Harry thought things would finally be good for him... he was, however, mistaken. For after he won the war under Dumbledore's banner, the muggleborns decided to take this chance and change the world to their liking. At first it was all small changes that made people complacent... but then things changes. Literally overnight some of the darker pureblood families were destroyed - parents given the Dementor's kiss, babies sent to muggle orphanages and teens thrown to prison. This was not something Harry ever imagined happening. And it was certainly not why he saved these people from Voldemort.
Warning: Will contain same sex male / male pairings. Independent, smart Harry (creature mate maybe); most likely Dumbles and some Weasley bashing.
Pairings: RL / SB; HP / ? (definitely male, older and dark) ; FW / BZ / GW; DM / TN;
~Prologue.~
* Running... Screams... Fire all around... Smell of blood in the air... and the all-consuming horror... *
With a loud gasp Harry sat up in bed ... only to bang his head on the low ceiling above his head.
"Ouch..." - he hissed under his breath, as he rubbed his head and looked around. However no clues were to be found. It was pitch dark... except for the line of light a few steps away from the small and uncomfortable cot he was lying on.
"If i didn't know any better, I'd think I was back in the Dursley cupboard..." - he grumbled and then chuckled quietly as he recalled seeing 4 Privet Drive get blown up by Death Eaters... now that was certainly one raid he never felt bad about.
'Concentrate, Potter!' - he scolded himself – 'this is no time for day-dreaming! You are locked up with no clue where the hell you are.'
There was of course no need to remind himself of the situation, but the headache he got from banging his head on the very low ceiling kept him from concentrating on his surroundings successfully. Harry slowly set up, brushing his black hair out of his eyes. He froze. Since when was his hair short? He's been wearing it long for at least a few years after the war...
'I've got a very bad feeling about this...' - he thought – 'First, let's see if I can figure out how I got here... wherever here is.'
Potter frowned, thinking hard, a recent argument came to the front of his mind.
||Flashback||
Earlier this week the Nott family has been sentenced for practicing the Dark Arts. This reporter now is happy to confirm, that the Malfoys are finally getting what they deserved. Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy have already been kissed, while Draconis and Astoria are awaiting trial. A child has been found at the manor. It has been sent to the ...
Harry threw down the Daily Prophet angrily and stalked through the Ministry of Magic.
"Harry, mate, what's got you in such a mood?" - called out Ron from down the corridor.
"Seriously?" - snarled Potter - "I'm sure you've seen the Prophet."
Ronald blinked in confusion: "So what? The slimy snakes got what they deserved."
"Yeah, right" - spat Harry, as he neared Hermione's office - "And Scorpius deserved what he got. And so did Astoria, right? And Narcissa... Lucius might have made some bad choices, but that doesn't reflect on all of them. Plus, Ron. This isn't even about them being Death Eaters, and you know it."
He ignored the secretary that tried to stop him from going into the office and pushed through the doors... only to freeze in shock.
He could only stare at the so very familiar old wizard, who turned around along with his friend and twinkled at him.
"Oh. Harry, my boy." - said one Albus Dumbledore - "This is... not how I wanted you to find out."
"What … how … but you're DEAD!" - stammered Harry, his fury forgotten for the moment.
"Yes well... that was necessary for the plan to succeed." - the old man shrugged.
Potter narrowed his green eyes, if looks could kill, the old headmaster would no doubt be dead:
"The plan? And what of those of us that suffered for your... plan? What about Severus that killed for killing you? On your own orders at that... "
"Severus... yeas... his demise was... unfortunate."
"UNFORTUNATE?" - shrieked Harry - "UNFORTUNATE? You were alive all this time! You could have helped him! So don't you dare stand there and say that is was fucking unfortunate!"
Dumbledore sighed, while Hermione, who was standing next to him all this time rolled her eyes:
"Really Harry. You didn't even liked him," - she smiled - "What do you care?"
Harry just stared at the brown haired witch, as if seeing her for the first time:
"How can you even say that, Hermione? I might not have gotten on with him all that well in school. But after everything he's sacrificed for us to end this war, he certainly deserved help. Especially since Dumbledore put him on the spot in the first place."
||end of flashback||
Harry jolted and bumped his head on the ceiling again as a horribly familiar voice boomed from the other side of the door:
"UP! Potter, Get up!"
The wizard was frozen from shock. That sounded exactly like his aunt Petunia … his DEAD aunt Petunia...
"Get up you lazy boy! Breakfast won't make itself!"
"Yes, aunt..." - he croaked out, his mind reeling from all possibilities. He slowly got up, after falling over twice due to not being used to his all of the sudden way shorter limbs.
End note: And I think i'll end it here for the prologue :P I know it's a little out of order and a bit confusing probably, and of course that flashback is not the full memory, he'll soon recall the end of it lol. And then it'll finally start making more sense i hope lol. I shall do my utmost best to at least update once a week, though of course that depends on how busy i am at work :P but at the very least i can promise you guys, that i shall not let this one die lol
