Harry Potter the Summoner
Prolouge- The Boy
A six-year-old boy walked home frome school, trailing be hind his cousin and his group of friends. Too many this would not draw concern in the slightest. However, the clothes that were four sizes to big and the way his skin was paler than a vampire did draw concern.
Daniel Reid frowned as he watched the boy from across the road. He was an average looking man standing at just about 5' 11'' with light brown hair and eyes. The only thing that stuck out about his was the strange symbol that seemed to be carved in to the top of his hand.
Now Daniel was not stupid. He knew exactly what abuse looked liked. Every so often a child with that look would enter the circle and it never ended well. He also knew who this boy was and what this could mean for him.
Quickly deciding on a course of action he rolled up his sleeve to show a line of strange symbols resembling the one on his hand. he searched for a few second be for finding the correct one and covering it with his palm for a few seconds before disappearing.
Checking to make sure he was truly invisible, he had messed up once and it did not end well for him, he started to follow the boys. It didn't take long to reach a disgustingly clean house. Entering silently behind the young boy, he mad his way to a corner and waited to see what would happen.
By the end of the day Daniel was ready to murder the pathetic creatures. They make him clean the entire house, then make him paint a shed by himself, only to have him cook them dinner, of which he didn't even get a quarter of a serving, snd then to add insult to injury sent him to a cupboard to sleep, he thought to himself as he stepped toward the cupboard.
After making his way inside the 22 year old took a second to look at the young boy. He was extremely scrawny, most defiantly from being malnourished, with a mop of unruly black hair. He couldn't see his eyes and he didn't want to. He knew that if he looked into them he would not see anything but pain and need.
Quietly, as to not wake the boy, he took out a small parchment with yet another odd symbol and small knife. Holding the parchment under the boy's arm he lightly pricked his index finger letting a drop of blood hit the parchment.
At first nothing happened and Daniel had to hold back a sigh but, then out of nowhere the symbol lit up into the brightest light he had ever seen before dimming once again. Staring in awe at the young boy he silently got up and walked to the front door. opening it and silently making his way out he had but one thought. Father is going to flip.
"How bright was it exactly, son?" Daniel looked toward his father, Thomas Reid was getting quite old. He wasnt muck taller than him but was still the most intimidating man in the world. The man quite literally leaked power. Gathering his thoughts he looked back at his father and responded, "I didn't gain my vision back until i was a few feet from the entrance."
His father was still for a second before an odd gleam came to his eye. "Well then, let us pay a visit to this boy then. Yes, tomorrow we shall go collect him and, you my boy will be his master and him you apprentice."
Daniel agreed before quickly making his way out of the office. He knew that look on his father's face. It was one that made his enemies fold and allies pray. He sighed making his way to his room. He would need the sleep to what he was about to do.
A/N: Well it's short. But its only a prologue so that is kind of expected. And now I must apologize to the people who read the first chapter to my other stories and followed it.(I'm pretty sure at least one did.) I could give you every reason why i couldn't update but that would take up more time. Now for a warning. First i do not have a set schedule for writing/updating as my life is hectic so don't be surprised if chapter take up to 3 weeks to come out. And now i ask for reviews that give constructive criticism through out this story. No flames as they will only be used for smores. One last thing the rating is may change eventually and as of right now pairings are undecided.
-JMWraith
