Chapter 1: Revelations
This is the story of a man. A rich, powerful, and self absorbed man. This mans name is Potter. Harry Potter. It was a dark and stormy night. The rain was beating down on the house with all the wrath of the gods. As if the gods were attempting to destroy the house that protected the man who lived in it. The servants had all gone to bed except for the butler who was making sure that the master of the house had every thing that he would need for the remainder of the night . When out of no where there came a knocking at the door. Curious as to who would dare to venture out in this weather Kazar got out of his reading chair and went to the door. What he saw in his door way was not what he expected to see. What he expected to see was a beggar, but what stood in his door way was anything but. There in his door way stood a woman, not just any woman but the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen. Her hair was like a river of molten gold ringlets with a touch of silver, her eyes were such a shade of blue that it was like looking in to a pool of pure glacial water. Her skin was the color of an olive and she had the curves of a goddess. Her breast were full, and she had the rump of a kalderian concubine, full, round, and spacious and wearing a sapphire robe that showed off all of here best qualities.
Caught off guard by the shear beauty of the stranger standing in his door way he for got about his manners, but quickly recovered from his temporary stupor and quickly asked the woman to come in from the rain. Remembering that he still had not introduced him self he quickly did so.
"Welcome to my home and my name is Harry Potter." now turning to his butler Coren he quietly asked him to go get one of the maids and bring her up to him. A couple of minuets later the butler Coren and a maid came walking into the main hall and quietly weighted to be acknowledged.
