Prologue
Whispers fill the dark alleys of London. They days grow colder as September enters its first day. The clock ticks closer to eleven o'clock. The time when their revenge would begin to enter its primary stage.
A child of nearly twelve years is surrounded on all sides the dark alley on Euston Road. Some people he knows, some he doesn't. All here to see him off to his first year at school.
But this school was different. It didn't teach mathematics or language. It taught magic…no it taught witchcraft.
"Beware of witchcraft!"
"Find out what they do."
"Who are they?"
"What are they?"
"Enough!" a prominent male voice speaks out above the rest, "Now, child, we have been tracking these people for years now and have finally have a breakthrough. These people think because they have these…unnatural powers they can dominate the rest of us. But we have an edge. Using our new technology, we have successfully fooled the witchcraft wielders into believing that you are one of them. Now you will be humanity's lead. Go and find these people out. Study them, observe them, and when the time is right, begin to carry out our plans."
The child nods. Imagine, him! Out of anyone in all of England, the organization chose him! He takes the items that were taken from the magical shops he had heard about. He then stuffs the last remaining items and stuffs them in his bag. He turns down the alleyway and walks into the open door of a car.
The car ride is short. Not even five minutes when the car pulls up to a train station. King's Cross station. He goes through entrance alone to search for the station. His ticket says platform 9¾. He looks around. There was platform 9 and right next to it platform 10.
"Excuse me sir," the child asks a nearby crossing guard who was just passing by him. "could you tell me where platform nine and three quarters is?"
"Platform nine and three quarters? It doesn't exist! You know, you're the hundredth kid who has asked me today and I will still refuse to believe it exists!"
The crossing gaud walks away and leaves the child alone to find the platform himself. He looks around the area in between platforms nine and ten. It takes him a couple of minutes but after that he sees a couple of people passing by. They look ordinary enough except one child, not much older than he, is holding a wand in his hand. A wizard!
He watchs the wizard and his family as one at a time they go through the barrier between platforms nine and ten. The moment they touch the barrier, each and every one of them disappears. After they had all disappeared, the child went up to the barrier too. He closes his eyes, knowing he must be going mad, and charges at the barrier.
But he didn't hear the expected splat. He opens his eyes to see he is in another platform, which, according to a sign, was platform 9¾. He wandered around the platform for a little while, looking at all the strange folks. Many are wearing strange colored cloaks and carrying wands much like his own. He saw a couple turn where they stood and disappear. He looks around until he sees three people who catch his eye. One has blond hair and golden eyes to match. His face was twisted into a cheeky smile as he looks over at another one of the three, a girl with fair haired skin and bushy, flaming red hair.
The last one is the young wizard with the wand that the child had seen earlier. He has messy jet black hair and green, almond shaped eyes.
Eyes that are looking in his direction.
