A/N: Hello there. I know what you are saying, Why even bother to post such a small chunk as this? Well, the thing is, I wrote the next three chapters, but then I realized that I had put to much in them! So I had to change the first chapter, which results in mw having to rewrite all of them. But I neede to post this so I wouldn't give up on the story!
Disclaimer: I own my ipod and super cool ring. My own pay check goes towards my brother's tuition at a private school
Prologue
Harry Potter, the Boy who lived, was a figment of the Wizarding World's imagination. Oh, his parents did name him Harry Potter, and he did survive the killing curse, but he didn't survive because of his mother's sacrifice. He was saved by the Old ways thought, and was the product of a prophecy set down by Merlin himself, and born of a bloodline the Founder's themselves revered.
Marked by unfortunate Byrthe
Raiesed by unwilling tyes
The Hyddene Serpente shall defeat
Death's flight, and yet stay Death's eager Hand
And the Folk of the Isle shall rise,
And Name him Last Heir to the Hunt
Child of the elements and the wild ways, be not afraid
Your forebears' gifts shall aide you.
Harry Potter would never be normal.
So...did you like it so far? And I will give out Snape plushies (virtualy) if you can guess what the blood line is, or rather, know of the the Wild hunt, but anyways...Does anyone want to be my beta? Pretty please?