Disclaimer: Yes, they belong to me….ME….and if you touch them, I'll kill you. I lie…they aren't mine (sadly)

A/N: Okay lovelies. Here is the new story. Thanks so much for reading this, and thank you guys again for reading my last story.

Just a few notes. Okay…there are some things you need to understand about this fic.

#1) This is an AU fic.

#2) In this fic, there is no Hogwarts, no "wizarding world" so to speak. Therefore, wizards have to feel things out on their own, or are taught by their families. This means that all wizards live amongst the muggles and would then have muggle careers.

#3) Harry does not know he is a wizard, yet.

#4) Yes, the big V is still here, as are many characters, but the way the story is set up, many of them will not make their appearances until later. Because this is the case, there will be many small, inconsequential (and some with consequence) OCs. It just wouldn't make sense for Harry to be surrounded by other wizards, unknowingly – at least in the beginning of the story.

#7) I am not from the UK, sadly. I have done my best to sound as familiar as possible, and not to be a flaming idiot. However, it is impossible to catch everything…so please forgive me for any misstatements I may make. I am sure they will be of small importance.

#6) And this is a big one – THIS WILL BE SLASH!! That means that boys will be touching each other in all sorts of naughty ways…eventually. This is a HP/DM story…after all.

#7) Thanks for reading this, and please review. ^.^

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Prologue – New Places, New People

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It struck him, somewhere in the back of his mind, that the city smelled quite different than the suburbs. Pavement, exhaust and the energy of bustling students differed greatly from the grass and fresh air he had grown used to in the quiet area of Surrey.

He found himself gazing around the grounds both excited and a bit apprehensive at the expansive campus that would be his home for the next two years. He had worked diligently to get there, putting in two years at the local college while working two jobs so that he could afford the transfer. He had been given little to no help from his aunt and uncle – the only family he knew of – and they informed him of his trust fund only *after* he'd logged too many hours a week working for an entire year.

His 'family' was never warm, nor receptive to him. His parents, dead before he could ever even form memories of them, had left him with his mother's sister, Petunia and her husband, Vernon. All his life he had known he was different. He had strange talents that at first had scared him but he had later learned to live with, in spite of his family's distaste for them.

And now here he was – with more money than he knew what to do with and finally part of a college that might lead him towards something greater. He glanced at his watch and noticed ten minutes had passed since his appointment with his tour guide had began…and the other man was nowhere in sight.

He shuffled his feet idly, oblivious to the scuffs the rough pavement gifted to his new shoes. He would have simply given up and gone ahead to unpack his things, but would have trouble doing so since he had no idea where to go. A voice from his left caused him to whip his head around.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late…I had to go to the financial aid office." The young man held out his hand. "I'm Scott Dixon, I'm giving you the tour this mor…er…afternoon."

He took the other young man's hand, noting his rather weak grip. Although his handshake was not firm, he had a nice smile that caused the skin around his eyes to wrinkle. He found himself imitating the smile as he extended his own hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Harry – Harry Potter."

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TBC