The Unforeseen Book 1: Stage Set

by Bookitis

Harry James Potter, born Harrison Orion Black, is the adopted older brother to Lance William Potter. Lance is the real Boy-Who-Lived & Harry is the tossed aside child. Think you've heard this story before? Not this one. With new takes on old ideas comes a story of friendship, betrayals, and the unfair events of life. Harry will learn that unforeseen events can cause dreams to die.

1. Preface

Disclaimer: I own only the ideas you have never seen previously written and published. Who owns Harry Potter? J.K. Rowling, duh.

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Book 1: Stage Set

Preface

Evening of September 25th, 1978

"Kreacher! Listen to me, I do not have much time," gasped a young man dressed in a dark cloak. He laid at the base of a fountain in the middle of a small lake inside of a cave.

"But Young Master, yous is hurt! Kreacher must help," insisted a small house elf a few feet away from the young man.

"Y-you must take this—" the man doubled over panting heavily in pain, "—this locket and protect it… Give it to little master Harrison." By this point the young man was curling up in pain on the hard, cold, rocky ground.

"B-but Young Master, I is house elf, I needs to help Young Master!" whimpered Kreacher in pained panic.

The sickly looking young man turned to his faithful companion, and tried to smile. It turned into a grimace.

His lips were parched even though they were wet and an empty chalice lay at his side. Using what little lucidness he had left, the man whispered, "You can help me by leaving me." He paused at the horrified look Kreacher was giving him, before continuing. "Give this locket to little Harrison and give Harrison to the… the Potters…. yes, Sirius is their friend… they will love him…" The tired youth trailed off, looked up and locked eyes with his most trusted friend, Kreacher the House Elf.

Kreacher stared into his young master's eyes and replied in a solemn voice. "Is this be an order, Young Master?"

The man's crystal blue eyes started to tear up. Focusing all of his attention and remaining strength on Kreacher, he slurred a quiet "Yes."

With a loud pop, Kreacher the House Elf disappeared to follow his orders.

The Young Master fell unconscious, his arm sliding into the water that surrounded him. The serene waves became disrupted as hundreds of Inferi woke up and dragged the man's body into the cold and icy depths of the water-logged cave.

He was never seen again.

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