VERMILION

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING, UNFORTUNATELY.

Hello everyone, this is my first story in this site and English is not my first language, so bear with me? I will rate this idea of mind 'M' just to be safe.

Edited 1/2/2-16.

Enjoy!

PROLOGUE

Cold.

Wet.

Dark.

In the back of my mind i know i'm drowning.

It is funny that i thought i will die from old age with all my family and grandchildren sitting all around me while i took my last breath. Or maybe died in accident because my brother experiments with new product. Hell, even hit by a rogue bludger sounds better than this. Some people maybe think why am i not trying to apparate, i'm a wizard for Merlin's sake. Here's the thing, when you got ambushed by tons of dark wizard and no one from the light side to back you up, those scums who used to kissed the hem of very awful, ruthless and egomaniac dark lord wil make sure you die slow and painfully.

After some rounds of Cruciatus and maybe one or two Sectumsempra (Snape, you git), they throw me to a lake in the middle of nowhere. Somehow this place reminds me the small pond where i had to save my best friend for doing stupid thing by diving head first with cursed necklace in near frozen water. Well, I just hope in the near future he's not going into some troubles where he needed my help, or my sister will secure him in the attic of some old shady house.

I think i couldn't take it any longer, my lungs filled with litres of water, and my whole body feels numbed. Maybe dead isn't so bad. After all, I'll meet with my one of my older brother, some professors and my best friend parents and maybe we could make a gathering or make some betting pool with our living family and friends as the subjects.

When consciousness greet me again, somehow i feel like my body squeezing through some tunnel. I could see the end of the light from afar, if this is the entrance to heaven it feels weird, not that i really know what heaven feels like in the first place. Because there are sounds of people talking in the background, and a woman screaming. Or maybe this is hell? Uh-oh, i am pretty sure at least beyond my silly mistakes when i was young i will end up in better place than hell. The squezzing feeling didn't stop. After some struggles and sweet oxygen restore in my pair of lungs, i screamed. Hard.

Bloody hell it's hurt!

"It's a boy Kohaku-san, a very healthy boy."

"Oh kami, that's why he kicked so hard."

Wait, what? What are they saying? Cause it sounds all gibberish to me. For some reason I feel like big hands are holding me and moved me around.

"Oh! And he's not alone!. Keep the steady breathing Kohaku-san, we're not finish yet."

Where's in the merlin is this place?

Well, review please?