Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or W.I.T.C.H. Both respective story's belongs to better writers and artist then I am. Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling and W.I.T.C.H. belongs to Elisabetta Gnone.

Prologue

Birth of a New Beginning - The Tears We Weep

Calm on the battlefield... and a red dawn.

This is the picture that greet's the new day, the taste of biter victory for a little while.

The aurors running around at the dawn of the day cleansing the battlefield for the dead and the dying, others are investigating the centre of the field for the mysteries that happen that night.

Harry Potter champion of Light was lost to the world and Albus Dumbledore could almost see the defeated glom that hung in the air.

Sigh deeply to himself ones more in the early morning wind that brought the smell of coppery blood, and the tingling of magic that hung after the battle this night, he came to the same conclusion that as before.

Standing up after the thorough inspection of the ground he continued to look as the sun was rising higher to the sky.

Walking up to his side came to people that he knew very well, a boy and a girl. Ronald Weasley was a tall boy that was a redhead whit a very short fuse and a temper to boot. The girl was named Hermione Granger a genius for her age and the second of the Golden Trio.

Hermione steps forward to the centre looking sad. "Harry's gone... do you think we'll ever see him again?"

"The unknown portal spell's are temperamental at it's best and when not it's down right dangers to anybody... the chance for Harry to return to this realm is small even if he survived the trip trough time and space. This is the reason for the research became forbidden and sealed down at the department of mysteries. But if anyone can do it than Harry is a likely candidate to do it. Power vice he can be classed as a high level mage, when it comes to knowledge I'm find him sorely lacking."

Hermione was nodding to Dumbledore's words and contemplated them and the ultimate meaning behind them.

Ron joins the conversation with he's tactical mind. "Now that Harry's gone, Voldemort will become mortal to other wizard's and witch's, so say the prophesy if it can be understood like that...? Or what do you think Dumbledore?"

"That you got right Ron... That you got right." Albus started to walk towards the Command Tent.

Walking up to an unknown auror field commander that was overseeing this squad of Aurors gave the message that would climb it's way up to the top of command that governs Great Britannia in the times of war.

Soon the rumour mill would start and what later in history would be known as the great up raise against dark wizards, a deciding victory for the Light side and the start for a secured and long lasting peace in wizard history sins the fabled Atlantis and the time of Merlin.

But now in the current time age there were those few that knew the champion of Light, otherwise known Harry Potter (aka The Boy Ho Lived) that mourn the passing of a friend, love, and student, silent tears that hoped for the best in life for their companion.

In a another time, at a specific place, a child was awaken to a new world that would hold many great adventures, friends and enemies, challenges, success and disappointments.

A start at a new dawn, a legend will be forge.