Reincarnation

Prologue

It was another hot summer afternoon in the boringly identical houses of Privet Drive. Everyone was doing their normal routines of car washing and lawn mowing. There mowing the front lawn of number four Privet Drive, was a boy named Harry Potter. But he was no ordinary boy, he is a wizard. It had been two weeks after he had returned from the place he considers to be his home, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It has also been merely a month since his godfather; Sirius Black fell through the veil at the Department of Mysteries.

While mowing the lawn, he overheard the conversation between his aunt and uncle about the new neighbors that just moved in to number three Privet Drive a week ago. Apparently they were high ranking Ambassadors that just returned after a seven-year diplomatic business trip to France. Harry also overheard them saying that the Ambassadors last name was Kales and they had a niece around Dudley's age, it was also a fact that they had taken her in at the age of one after her parents died.

This caused Harry to remember the day exactly two weeks ago when he first returned from Hogwarts.

Flashback

The day after he returned from Hogwarts, he got a letter from Dumbledore saying that for security reasons, the wards around Privet Drive will not allow any more owls to enter.

'Who does he think he is deciding whether I can get mail or not!' Harry said.

So that dreaded bumblebee thinks that Prophecy is my destiny huh, then I will defy Destiny, damn that stupid prophecy-Harry thought.

So from then on, he went for a jog every morning and he had also taken self-defense classes at the nearby gym. He was also lucky that he was thoughtful enough to exchange some of his Galleons for muggle Pounds with his muggle-born friend Dean Thomas. So he went to the nearby mall for some new clothes and he even bought himself some contact lenses. Two weeks later, he was barely recognizable for the once scrawny little boy he was, instead he was six feet tall with tanned skin that came from his daily chores of mowing the lawn and trimming the flowerbeds out in the hot afternoon sun. The scar on his forehead wasalomost not visible anymore because of the tan.His hair was also longer which drooped into his eyes giving him a casual yet elegant look. His bright emerald green eyes that were also now not hidden behind any glasses and they looked like they had a blazing green flame in them. He also wore new clothes that fit him on his now muscle built body. In other words, he looked like a totally different person.

End of Flashback