Sixteen years ago Albus Dumbledore had Harry Potter dropped off on his Aunts doorstep and half a day later the Boy-Who-Lived was never seen again. Abandoned by his family in the black market Harry Potter disappeared and never went to Hogwarts, it wasn't till his supposed fifth year that the Daily Prophet found out that Albus had been lying and that Harry was never in training, he was gone and untraceable.
That's what everyone in the Wizarding World thought.
They were right sort of but wrong as well for Harry Potter never existed and so he never did go to Hogwarts but Stormy James did. Stormy James was a quiet boy with long braided black hair and soft large teal eyes. He had tan skin and everyone thought he was Native American as he often spoke to his familiar, a flea bitten grey Arabian horse named Wind, in an odd language that no one was sure on.
Stormy James was in the House of Slytherin but no one could tell why. He never spoke not even to teachers and yet still passed all classes with B's. He never went for House pride and was barely seen other than with Wind or in classes.
No one could say much about Stormy except that he was on par with Luna in oddness. He always had a longing expression on his face and helped out people so long as it didn't involve talking. Actually it was known that Luna stayed close to him mostly as he didn't mind her and she seemed to speak for him.
The only solid fact that was known about Stormy was that he never talked to a human soul but ever animal seemed to understand him in his odd language.
No one knew that Stormy James was in fact the thought of Harry James Potter and no one knew that Stormy knew everything about his so called fame and his heritage. No one, not even Albus Dumbledore knew anything about either of them. Well except for Felix Silvertail.
It was the start of sixth year at Hogwarts for Stormy and most others and it was also the start of Stormy's own unveiling.
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