Hello. Here you have the prologue to my fic. It's my first story, so let reviews to see what you think. Publish a chapter each week (if I can faster, faster publish).
In short, do not know what else to say, so I leave here the foreword. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: The rights to the characters described here (except for those I made up) and the world of Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling. The only thing is my argument.
HARRY POTTER AND THE POWER OF GRYFFINDOR
PROLOGUE
- Kill the leftover, Wormtail.
A green beam hits the chest of Cedric Diggory and his body falls to the ground, inert, while a grim smile pierces Harry's head.
- Do you see what that brings fight against me, Potter? It makes no sense ... I am the greatest wizard of all time and that Dumbledore weakling can not do anything against me ... and unless you ... Harry ... In the end you just catch it and be a victim of my power ... you can not beat me Potter , Only you are a mediocre magician, and you only win about me is a farce, only the ancient magic of your mother stopped to kill you that day ... the final Potter will die, no matter how much you run or hide ... in the end you will die ... like your parents ...
- No, not die, I will avenge, avenge his death and destroy you ...
- Yes, Yes, Yes, die Potter ... not even in your dreams you're safe ... ha, ha, ha, ... Crucio!
Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinning, Surrey, England. Harry Potter wakes up screaming in pain and fear, waking with them all the inhabitants of the house. More screams were heard in the night, and finally, silence ...