Chapter one
Harry James Potter at 7:43pm found himself laying on the roof of the astronomy tower enjoying the feeling of wind blowing through his hair. Why was he up here? Because the freedom of the sky helped him think, and boy did he have lots to think about. As he reflected on the past few days he began to wonder what his life would be like if he knew about magic from the beginning. But of corse he would probably never find out, as even time turners didn't go back that far. Pondering the past and possible present/futures he fell into a haze of sleepiness. It only took him a few seconds to fall asleep.