Beginnings
Prologue
Believe it or not, it's actually really difficult to begin a story. Obviously, you should start at the beginning. But what if your story doesn't have a clear beginning? What if there are several to choose from? I, personally, have four. Now, how can a person have four beginnings? You are born, and that is where you begin, surely? But what if your beginning was tied to someone else's birth and continuation? What if who you became was a lie? And what would happen when the mask of lies and deceit began to crack? Would you drown under the opinions of others, or would you fight? Fight for those you love, for justice, to make the world a safer place for the generations to come.
I chose to fight, and in doing so, I sparked a war so savage and cruel that it would leave a scar on the minds and souls of those who lived through it. Thousands died, and all because I made one, single, crucial choice. And I regret none of it. For if the world had not suffered and burned, if the old, twisted and prejudiced ways had not been torn apart, there would be no room for the world we created to grow. The mask must shatter to reveal the true face beneath. New life will spring from the ashes of old...
But skipping to the end is pointless. Perhaps telling you my name shall help. My name is Harry Potter, although I have been given many more since. I was born to James and Lily Potter, who were killed by the Dark Lord Voldemort, but then I accidently killed him (sort of) when his curse rebounded. Sadly, this accident made me rather famous. I attended five years at Hogwarts, played Quidditch, made friends, and got detentions. I did what the world expected of me. For five years, I was the Boy-Who-Lived, shining hero of the nation. After those five years however, things didn't quite go to plan. Well, not the world's plan anyway. Mine went rather smoothly.
But enough of that, there is a story to be told. As I said, I have several beginnings, but the one I shall give you for now, is the most common and dull. On 31st July, Harry Potter was born in St. Mungo's hospital. The rest of my beginnings will come later, but for now, that one shall do.