( I do not own Harry Potter J.K Rowling does so please don't sure me!!! )

This is my first story so bear with me!

Scene: Harry drinks the potion!

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1st chapter

A boy with jet black hair, Bright green eyes, And round glasses sat with a candle no it wasn't Christmas or any other special occasion for that matter no today was Halloween and Harry Potter and his friends and other students of Hogwarts had only been at school for nearly two months now

and all ready Harry was feeling under the weather with depression. Today was Harry's most dreadest day in the year because Halloween was the day his Parents died right on the strike of midnight by a crawl dark wizard named Lord Voldemort, Or should I just say Voldemort?

Harry put the candle on the Gryffindor desk in the commen room watching it writher and drip with wax. Now Harry was too preocupide to notice that the cup he was picking up wasn't full of water that he just managed to get before,

The cup was filled with a light purple liquid that Hermione Granger (One of Harry's best friends) was doing a project on. With out noticing anything Harry drank the purple liquid but suddenly he felt weird like his soul had just jumped out of his body and moved house leaving Harry with a numness so strong that if Voldemort casted a spell now Harry wouldn't be able to feel a thing.

Just as Harry looked over to the glass he had just drankin horror struck him as he looked at the purple liquid. Harry dropped the liquid on the ground causing it to smash in a thousand pieces, Just as Harry was getting to feel a bit better he started to shake and everything went black,

But just as it went black the candle just went out and tumbled on to the floor giving a clear path to look and see a clock that had just struck 12:00 Pm.

Before Harry could think about his Parents and how they died at this time, And this day Harry felt himself falling into something like a tunnel of darkness or a never ending pit. After a mintute or two Harry fell on something hard, And everything came into focus.

Looking around Harry found himself on the floor in the boys dormitory of Gryffindor, But it was diffrent. Harry begun to get confused then remembering what he drank instead of water he cursed his stupidity. Harry had so much questions but the biggest question that went in his mind was would he ever be able to get back?

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