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AN: my first fanfic constructive critsism is welcome please review or pm me thanks
Harry Potter and the Young Mage
Harry Potter was a perfectly normal nine year old, he played football, had a pet dog and a best mate named John. Unfortunately for him however, tonight was not a normal night. Tonight he was just trying to walk back from the movies when suddenly he became freezing cold! "What the hell it's summer why is it so cold?" Harry said to himself. Looking up Harry saw the stars winking out of existence. Harry suddenly felt his head suddenly explode in agonizing pain.
Looking up Harry felt more than see the dark form gliding toward him. As he began to back away the figure got closer and closer he felt a burning fire grow in his chest and spread throughout his veins. Hitting the brick wall behind him he knew the end was near. He felt the heat in him grow to an unbearable point and then with a huge spasm it left his body in a gigantic burst of white light disintegrating the cloaked figure instantly.
A few moments later a small pop was heard by no one but the tabby cat sitting on the fence. Stepping out of the shadows a man dressed in dark blue robes leaned over the young potter and grabbed his arm, once again disappearing with another pop.
Appearing in a white room the man in blue said to a young woman who seemed startled to see him "Hello Janet please take this young boy he is suffering from exposure to a dementor and most likely core exhaustion" "Oh my right away Mr. Croaker." As the young nurse pulled out a thin stick and waved it in an intricate pattern around Harry he began to float up and out of the room. With another pop croaker disappeared from the room.
Once again croaker appeared in front of a rundown looking house croaker pulled out a stick and muttered something under his breath. Much louder than normal he said "Alastor come on out we need to talk!" "Croaker that you out there?" a voice from inside the house said back to him. "No it's the bloody queen!" he said sarcastically "Of course it is let me in!" "Alright, alright hold on a second." On the other side of the door a number of locks and bolts could be heard coming undone.
When the sounds stopped coming from the door out stepped a grizzled old man with an eye that seemed to be looking everywhere at once, his face criss-crossed with scars and what seemed like a wooden leg where his left leg should have been also a chunk of his nose seemed to be missing. "Well are ya going to come in or stand out in the open all day?" Moody growled out. "Oh please Moody you have this place warded almost as much as Hogwarts." "Still CONSTANT VIGILANCE get inside" As they walked inside moody said to croaker "So I know you're here for a reason so spill it." "Ok but this is highly confidential information, earlier tonight there was a huge outburst of accidental magic near Surrey." "So?" moody said. "Well you know that loose dementor we had running around?" "Ya what of it…..wait had?" "Yep some kid got cornered by it… when I got there the thing was just a pile of dust." "Wow" moody exclaimed "that much power in a kid" "I know but that's not all he isn't just any kid he is James and lily's kid!" Moody's eye locked onto croaker "So where do I fit in?" "I want you to train him" "why" "oh come on moody you and me both know that voldy wasn't killed he needs to know what he is up against." "No" said moody simply "Alastor there is a prophecy he needs this training!" Moody contemplated for a moment then said "Owl me when he has a wand alright integrate him first ok…. oh and tell him it won't be easy!"