A/n: Not being able to sleep has caused some rather random fic ideas (this being the first of two that I've started to write) Some parts of this fic are based loosely on the movie The Butterfly Effect.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything :(
The Prince of Light
Prologue
Memories flooded Harry's mind. He collapsed to the floor in agony holding his head as his eye's rolled back and his nose began to pour with blood.
He saw a flash of green light. a large man was towering over him. he was in a cupboard. Hagrid was giving him his Hogwarts letter. He was meeting Ron and Hermione. He was flying a broom for the first time. He was holding a blood red stone. He was meeting Ginny for the first time. He was speaking to a snake, he had pulled Gryffindor's sword from the sorting hat, He was stabbing a Diary with a tooth from a large basilisk that was lying dead next to him. He was meeting Sirius for the first time. Wormtail was getting away. His name was called out as a competitor in the Tri-Wiz tournament. He was watching Voldemort Return. He was entering the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. he was watching Sirius fall through the veil. Dumbledore was showing him Memories. He was destroying Horcruxes. Dumbledore was dead. It was the Final Battle. Voldemort was Dead. He was Marrying Ginny. He was holding James for the first time. He was watching his children play.
Harry was lying on the floor panting, somehow he knew the memories were his but they couldn't be. He had grown up with his parents. Voldemort had died when he was a Baby. Harry was thoroughly confused and disorientated.
"Hello" a mysterious voice said from above him snapping Harry out of his trance.
Harry blinked his eyes and saw the vague imprint of a man standing above him.
"I'm the Prince of light." the figure introduced himself as Harry pulled himself up into a sitting position leaning against the bed, the pain was subsiding a little and looked at the figure more closely, the man looked like some sort of angel, he was almost see through and seemed to resemble an extremely bright ghost.
"Does that mean…" Harry started as a twinge of pain shot through his head
"Yes." The Prince of Light replied simply as if it had read Harry's mind "And you have a very important choice to make. You either choose to live. Or you choose to Die."
