The Black Game

This is my first story I wrote so have mercy with me. I want to apologize beforehand for all mistakes I am going to make. I do not own Harry Potter J. K. Rowling does, if I did Harry wouldn't have to die, because some stupid old men thought it is the only way for him to defeat snakeface.

Prologue

28th October, 1981 an unknown place

It was a quiet night without any clouds to see, a night in which the stars shine like brilliant jewels in the sky, only outdone by the moon in its whole beauty. As the light of the moon banished the darkness that took hold of the country, even if only for this night, bringing rest to all the souls who were restless, all but a few. In a grand castle in Scotland an old men, with grandfather like feeling and twinkling blue eyes that belie the darkness slumbering behind them, was setting his plans for the future into motion. Within a manor in England in an unknown place, sat a men on throne like chair, his face was shrouded in darkness, nothing could be seen except his red eyes, burning with such hatred and malice that all those of faint heart wold cower in fear of them, planning the destruction of a threat to his life.

And yet… why did the moon shine so bright? Darkness consumes all in its path, but the light shines with renewed might. The world itself seems to stir from its millennia old slumber, feeling that a great change is to come. The ancient world is arising, magic lost in time is returning once more, awaiting the call of the one they deemed worthy of their might. Nobody can hear it nor can anybody feel it, but all that need to have received the call of destiny.

"Let all beings come forth,

Shall they give their curses, to damn the One,

Shall they give their blessings, to save the One,

Let all be witness to a new age,

Good or Evil?

None can tell for nothing is to see ahead

Fate and Death have chosen

So let us watch history being written."

A game has begun. A game unlike any before it. A game in which the whole world as the playground acts. Gifts were given and curses distributed. The champion is on his way, a unsung hero, one men who broke fate with his will alone, who defied death to save his loved ones, only to watch all wither away. Ripped away from his lost world, he is given the chance to change all. The name of the Hero, Hadrian James Black

I know a bit short but this is only the first chapter so have mercy with this story. I also want to apologize for all Dumbledore fans, because I will definitely make him one of my stories main Antagonists, not actively evil but definitely a misguided and slightly mad old men, with a healthy dose of god-complex. I won't go into pairings just yet, but it will be probably 6-7 girls, because seven is a powerful magical number and it will be rather important later on.

So ciao! Don't forget to write how you find the intro.