Prologue
A simple deed by my ordinary Aunt Petunia changed everything I would become. In her quest for normalcy she helped create and shape the world as we now know it.
What a nasty shock for her later in life.
In her need to pretend all was normal she created a phenomenon.
One that would unit forces that should be bitter blood enemies lost in the victory of war.
I have learned since then the world is not black and white
.
Evil has shades of gray, and family is a subjective term in gains meaning through actions.
I have learned what it takes to survive. What it means to be a letter and that a true partner can be found in an unexpected person.
How did I begin this journey of great self-discovery you ask? Well it all started after I was abandoned at the airport in Russia.
I am became powerful (I am no Merlin) but I learned to live. For first time in my life I lived for me. I learned how to play the game to give myself the best odds and that
morals while good can change when stuff hits the fan.
I always knew how to take a beating and to get back up.
But now, I can attack, defend, think, fight, wait, and think of the future.
I am still somewhat impulsive but, now I have a purpose all my own.
I am not a golden boy but a young man who will survive against all odds.
All because I Harry James Potter was abandoned at the airport right before my 13th birthday. Even a savior can use some saviors. Many call by his many titles like King, the
man, I call him dedulya Tsar.
That nickname gets on his nerves but it is still rather funny to make a mickey out of him.
Besides, compared to my other grandfather he should consider himself lucky.
I would have never even let the other in the house if not for the knowledge of my beloved.
A feisty woman goes a long way. But like any good story we shall start at the awakening or beginning of the journey.