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Waning, read please: I have read and known of a lot of readers that come to this website and, angry with not having their expectation met, proceed to flame the author of the work they are reading. In the same way I know of a lot authors that stopped to write because of the negativity of the feedback they received, so, in order to save as many as I can from the aforementioned frustrations I would like to write down what you can expect from this particular fiction

This is my first work of fiction so any problem with the quality will be fixed as I get better and (I hope) with the support of helpful reviewers that tell me how I'm doing wrong

I don't necessarily hate cliches, what I do think is that even when they are included, it can be done with certain finesse, do it doesn't feel like you are reading the same damn thing for the hundredth time, I can't count, for example, how many time I read in a fic this: [after a miserable failure of an idiotic plot by interference of the heroes] "why can't they understand that I do it for the greater good"... I can't help but roll my eyes every time I see this nowadays

I will probably write lemons in the fic, however this will probably be well beyond the 200k word count do don't expect them for a while

Differences from canon: this story is going to be Harry centric, with an OOC (out of character) Harry, Harry is going to be more intellingent and overpowered by canon standars, he will not however steamroll all his enemies, this is going to be for the foreseable future a Harry/Hermione fic, I expect to expand upong the rather ambiguous nature of magic and how it works, Hogwarts starts at 13 years old, the age of majority is 19, also Quidditch is general nonsense so I¡m rewriting at least how the seeker position works, in order to not make any slip in the time period, assume that everybody's birth is 10 years later than canon, that is to say, Harry will start hogwarts in 2003 instead of 1991

Prologue

Harry Potter had been leading a life that not many could regard with envy, he was shunned and isolated from the other kids his own age for as long as he could remember, he was hated by his relatives who couldn't look at him without betraying the disgust and fear in their faces, he had no friends per say, he spent the first 7 years of his life living like a slave and sleeping in the cupboard below the stairs in the house of his relatives, frequently assaulted by spiders and rats, even so he didn't complain too much, he knew that in exchange for all his misery, he was gifted.

Harry was 6 years old when he confirmed that he was special. He always knew he was different, after all, all kind of phenomena keep occurring around him when he was angry, nervous or ashamed, like when he was 4 and his cousin Dudley was harassing him to give away the candy that the man with weird clothing has given him and he pushed with a strength unbelievable to a skinny 4 years old kid, or when he was running away from Dudley and his gang and the next thing he knew is that he was on a rooftop, all those incidents made sure that he knew he was special.

It wasn't until the night before his seventh birthday when he finally started scratching the surface of the truth, that night he found himself in deep thought about all the little mysteries that happened around him and remembered that in the not so little ones, he felt himself wrapped in some sort of coat but not a regular coat, not one made of fabric, the more he thought about it the clearer the sensation in his memory became, yes, it was like a coat but instead of fabric... liquid? No, not liquid it felt fluid but certainly no wet, so maybe and coat of air? No, it was free as the air but he had the impression that it was denser. In all this thinking he started to realize he was feeling the "coat" around him, and with a tingle of curiosity focused in his pillow and willed it to rise, nothing happened at the beginning so fighting the feeling of disappointment he kept willing it to rise.

At the beginning was just a little movement, but the slowly but surely it started to levitate until it stopped at the level of his eyes, he didn't knew how much he stared in wonder at the levitated pillow, but the next thing he knew was the intense feeling of fatigue that assaulted him and the fact that the pillow was falling to the bed, he curled himself in the bed and looked at the wristwatch that he took when Dudley threw it at him 2 years before, looking at the hour, he smirked and thought to himself "well, that is a hell of a gift, happy birthday Harry" and a few seconds later he fell asleep already feeling happier than at any other birthday, (or any other day for that matter) that he could remember.

A/N: hi there, for those of you that take the time to read the A/N and offer feedback, I'll like to leave certain aspects of every chapter open for debate or otherwise offer an explanation of why I did this or that in that particular way. Other times I may want to know your opinions of certain cliches and tendencies that I've seen in the past

of this chapter the only thing I can say is... I know OK? I know! is short. In my defense, I have been dancing around the idea of posting a story and had no idead of how to begin it, even after writing a few chapters I still don't know what more to add :( So what do YOU think that can be done to improve the prologue?