Disclaimer: I own nothing. Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling unfortunately.
This chapter is technically the prologue but it will be called chapter one because I do not like it when the chapter number is messed up and off by one because someone decided to call chapter one, prologue and the next, chapter one. It is just some weird OCD thing that I have.
Not so different
Prologue/ Chapter 1:
"I'm half and half. Me dad's a muggle; Mam's a witch. Bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out". - Seamus Finnigan, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (movie)
"Did you know he's half-blood too?" said Harry recklessly. Hermione gave a little moan in his ear. "Voldemort? Yeah, his mother was a witch, but his dad was a Muggle - or has he been telling you lot he's pure-blood?"- Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
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It was shocking, how similar they were. Both came from a similar background, each had a mother that was a witch and a muggle father. Half-bloods, the both of them were.
And yet, they were different. One was left in a muggle orphanage where the other children thought he was too strange, too different, to be accepted. He would grow up hating the world for leaving him there. He would hate muggles because of the father that never wanted him, the father that he was named after. His loneliness in life would be filled by the immense desire for knowledge and power. Soon the wizarding world would cower in fear at the sound of his name—Voldemort.
The other would grow up in a loving Irish family; never feeling the loneliness that the first one felt every day. He had a family who loved him dearly and would do anything and everything just to see him smile. He had everything that the first had always secretly desired. Little did Seamus know that everything was about to take a turn for the worst. Suddenly their lives would not be so different after all.
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AN: This is the prologue to my new story. It is just a random thought that popped up while taking a shower. I find it to be one of the best places for new ideas, that and boring classes in school. I have been so busy these past few weeks between midterms and a new puppy.
