Chapter 1- Prologue
A/N 1:
This fanfic will be a bit different from conventional stories. As such I suggest going through two main points-
First, the protagonist will be an OC. I was getting tired of viewing everything through Harry's perspective so I created a new character. This is NOT a self-insert. This fanfic will become darker as the protagonist grows up and hence might not be suitable for all readers. There might be language or situations unfavourable for younger eyes in later chapters. Rating will stay at M to be safe. Another one of my reasons for an OC protagonist instead of Harry- I couldn't take away the Harry-ness from him.
Second, this fanfic is a part of a two book series. This book, the first, is based in Potterverse although there will be some elements of Dresdenverse in it. The second would be based in Tolkienverse. Pre knowledge of the Dresden Files or Lord of the Rings will not be strictly necessary to understand or enjoy the series.
Harry Potter will still be the Chosen One and participate in his usual set of adventures but his triumphs will be the result of hard work and elaborate planning, not dumb luck. This series will contain adventure, fantasy, a bit of philosophy and romance, mystery and deadly action.
A/N 2:
The prologue only sets the scene, the main plot starts from the 2nd chapter. Expect 6k-9k words in each chapter.
Another thing, I don't appreciate flames although constructive criticism will be most welcome.
Disclaimer:
Every character and idea you recognize is borrowed from J K Rowling, Jim Butcher, J R R Tolkien or from a whole host of talented writers. The rest are mine.
BETAed by the wonderful nansha06
Final A/N:
Read, Review and Chill
ArunabhAryan out \m/
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David reflected on the last two years of his life, the toughest and most unhappy ones. His parents' death had brought him to the streets from a luxurious haven. But he had managed to survive the last two years, even though the nightclub didn't pay him much. What friends he had, had drifted away when he lost everything. But it didn't matter anymore. He was at peace now.
His reflections brought several memories of his parents and little sister to his mind, some happy others sad. Being chased by his irate sister that Sunday and his parents' mirth at the incident, the eventful picnic, the car crash and subsequent death of his parents, his sadness after losing his sister; every ecstatic and miserable moment that he had squashed away came back to him. But it didn't hurt him. Probably because it didn't matter anymore. The emptiness, the void was peaceful.
It was probably the reason he had begun to analyse his life from an outsider's point of view. David remembered the voice inside his head, the voice which had assured him the calm and peace death offered. He had always thought of it as his inner voice or even the voice of his inner philosopher. That inner part of him had kept him company when his fair-weathered friends left. Surprisingly he couldn't detect that presence inside him anymore and that did worry him a bit. But the fact that he could worry even after death surprised and worried him even more. His inner philosopher had argued that there would simply be peace and nothing else. Yet he was sure that there is something more than peace, probably a lot more and his inner presence was still missing.
Right then, a musical note of laughter reached his ears. No, that wouldn't be right. He didn't have a body for that. Well, some kind of sensory capacities received the input.
And then he heard it again as if someone laughed in reply to his thoughts.
-Hello? - David thought.
-Hello David. - The same melodious voice replied. Astonishingly David couldn't ascertain if it belonged to a man or a woman.
Laughter reached him again.
-It doesn't matter if I am male or female. But if you truly want to know, then understand that I am neither of them yet without me there wouldn't be anything you know. –
-Are you God? – David was confused. He had never actually believed in the supernatural yet he was talking to an unknown personality who had claimed to be the creator.
The musical laughter reached him yet again.
-No my dear, I'm not. God is a creation of the human beings, as are a lot of other futile things. I am Existence and you are a part of me. –
-Existence? – David was sceptical. But that thought didn't last long as he felt excruciating pain pass through him for a moment. Then as suddenly as the pain had begun, it changed to bliss. And the process continued. He felt happiness, misery, peace, love, hatred, compassion, jealousy and every other emotion in quick succession until he returned to his previous state with a pensive mood. Every feeling was detached as if it had no connection to each other yet he had felt them. There were no memories or reasons behind those feelings.
And then it dawned upon him. Existence. It was Existence from the very beginning. The voice inside his head, the truck that ran him down, hell, everything and everyone around him was Existence.
-At last you get the gist of it. – The voice came to him again, in a definitely amused note. David was at a loss of words, his mind messed with fury, concern and incomprehension.
-It's a bit hard to understand, eh? Listen then. – Existence began, - Every single thing you saw, experienced, is a part of me. The world is much bigger than you know it to be. You know that your solar system is a part of the Milky Way galaxy in the universe, right? Now, if you consider a city, say London to be your Universe then the Milky Way Galaxy would be approximately the actual size of Existence, me, in use. –
-In use? – David choked, if that was even possible.
-Yes David. I can expand many times more if needed. –
-Why am I here then? – David was indeed awestruck but he decided to go straight to the point.
Existence laughed yet again. –Straight to the point, huh? That's good. The point is I am bored. So I picked you up like millions before to change things and make it more interesting. –
-I don't understand. I thought I was dead. –
-No David, not yet. –
-Let me get this straight, you killed me, in a way, so that I could make things interesting? – David was getting angry. He didn't like it when others messed with his life. And then a thought struck him. –You killed my parents, didn't you? –
The simple –yes- he received made him livid with anger. That being was responsible for his parents' death. But David couldn't stay angry. He felt calmness spreading over him and he hated himself for it. But he was no fool. He knew that Existence was the real boss. Even his ability to think was because Existence had let him do so.
-Good to know that you realise who the top dog is. But there are a few things to consider. –
-Such as? – David couldn't help but be curious.
-Rules. The principal one is that I won't interfere with your life directly. The Universe would be useless to me if people cannot think and make their own way. That is why I only suggest or lure if I want to change something. And unlike others, you were quite simple to manipulate. –
David bristled. –What others? And why do you even follow rules? Everything is happening inside you. –
-Rules are important, otherwise it wouldn't be any fun. Think of yourself as an actor for a movie that I need to enjoy. As to the others, I was referring to the magicals, of course. -
David's heart thumped rapidly. –There are magicals? –
-Come on David, I told you. There are millions of universes about which you know nothing. What's the probability of a world having magic now? –
-A lot. – David admitted sheepishly.
-Don't you want to see the unknown, David? See magic? Do Magic? You just have to agree. –
David thought hard. On one hand he didn't want to accede to Existence's wishes and on the other hand he really wanted to experience magic. But he knew that saying no would be useless because Existence would get what he wanted no matter what. Saying yes on the other hand…
David made up his mind. –I agree. –
-Wonderful. – David was sure Existence was smiling at its victory. –There are a few things you must know. You will appear in the world known to you as Potterverse in a certain non-negotiable time and have an infamous heritage. Your true family had been disgraced a long time past and your purpose is to rectify the mistake which caused it. For this purpose, I'll be giving you three gifts. You will have ten days from the moment you arrive to choose them. You will know how when you have a wish. Your memories will still be intact. Oh, one more thing before you go, you will only be able to share your origins with one person. So choose well and Good luck! –
-Wait… - Before David could ask any questions or complete the one he was about to ask, everything turned black for him.
David woke up at the blaring sound of a train horn. Dimly registering a pain in his back and neck he got up rubbing his eyes only to move backwards in shock once he realised where he was. He landed on a concrete bench, the same bench where he'd apparently been sleeping considering his back pain. He rubbed his eyes but still saw the same. The antique looking freshly painted engine before him sported a name. The Hogwarts Express.
Holy Shit!