Prologue
Albus Dumbledore hadn't felt the urge to break out the fire whisky this strongly since the death of his sister. How..how could things have possibly gone so wrong.
With the death of young Harry the prophecy couldn't be fulfilled and the dark lord would run amok unopposed.
Dumbledore could not allow this to happen, and so had no choice but to go to his next course of action
If this Harry could not fulfill the prophecy, he'd just get another who could.
Oh sure maybe it was a bit morally reprehensible to even entertain the thought of dragging another young man into their war, especially one who had already managed to get passed his own and find peace, but there was simply no other option.
He was sure the boy would understand that in the end, all was for the greater good.
Except he hadn't.
The boy, and at first Albus even had trouble believing the feminine boy was in fact male, had been completely uncooperative from the second he'd arrived, at first he'd thought it was simple childish rebellion but then, then it simply spiraled downwards.
The boy, was unquestionably dark.
For Merlin's sake he claimed to be a Magus! No forget magus he claimed to be a Dead Apostle, and an Ancestor at that, not to mention his companions, his patronus, and the indecent from the other day, the boy had summoned demons! ACTUAL DEMONS!
He needed some way to guide the lad back to the light, but how?!
He quite honestly new nothing about the lad, or what made him the way he is, he needed information dammit, he needed to know about this Harry Potter from another world.
"And are you certain that you are ready to learn such secrets"
Albus jumped in his seat and spun around, searching for the intruder, their was no one else in the office.
As his eyes caught the state of his office they widened
The portraits, Fawkes, they were all frozen.
"I've frozen time in place for this meeting"
"Impossible"
"I assure you Mr. Dumbledore it is very possible"
"What do you want?"
"Why I'm here to grant you and various others their wish, more specifically, your wish to know more about the Harry Potter that you summoned and oh so foolishly sought to control"
Albus' eyes widened, before they narrowed in contemplation
"And what exactly, would you gain from this Mr..."
"Observer, just call me The Observer, as for what I gain from this, the answer is amusement"
"Amusement"
"I am old, I have seen much, but most importantly, I am bored, I wish to alleviate said boredom and my favorite method to do so is through you humans"
"You humans? You are not human then, if so what are you?"
"My species is irrelevant Albus, what is relevant is how much entertainment can be gained from watching over you mortals, and my curiosity on how you react to certain scenarios, placing you mortals in said scenarios is, I suppose one could say, my hobby"
"I see, and the present scenario?"
"You and certain others of my choosing shall be reading a book, a book detailing his life up till the point you people summoned him, the rest have already been informed as you have, how will you react I wonder, when you learn just who, and what, you summoned"
A deep laughter echoed out as the office vanished in a swirl of colors before all faded to white.
A completely white room, around him others appeared in flashes of light
Severus Snape
Lily Potter
James Potter
Hermione Granger
Sirius Black
Ron Weasley
Rose Potter
Blake Potter
"You who have gathered here are the one's whose potential reactions to the knowledge you are about to obtain I have deemed to be the most amusing, you shall take turns reading the chapters and everyone must read at least once, others may or may not join you as the story progresses, some perhaps, might not even be from your own world, but for now, Happy reading~"
With that the room suddenly shifted into something resembling a muggle living room, chairs, couches and a table in the center all appeared, and on the wall hung what seemed to be a large portrait but it only displayed a black screen, sitting there on the table was a black book.
They all regarded eachother curiously as they seated themselves and Dumbledore reached out and picked up the book, on the cover in archaic, red letters, were two words.
"Fate's Gamble"
Well there's your prologue
Thanks again for allowing me to write this Lupine Horror