Harry Potter And The Voyages of Discovery, Prologue
Our story starts on an ordinary (or so it seemed at first), dull, gray tuesday morning. It was a tuesday like any other, Mr. dursley, an executive at a large firm called grunnings (which made drills), selected out his most uninteresting tie and got prepared for a day of work while his wife, Mrs. dursley fed their young son. They were an ordinary family and did their best to forget Mrs. dursley's decidedly unordinary relatives, the potters, in fact Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn't even have a sister, but that is unimportant, or at least to the dursleys
It was a normal day at work, Mr. dursley yelled at five different people, took several important calls and shouted some more. It was all fine untill lunch when he heard something displeasing, something about the potters, 'but,' he thought to himself, 'there mustbe plenty of people with the last name of potter.' and so he tried to forget, but all day there was a nagging feeling in the back of his head that wouldn't go away.
And all was fine the rest of the day, no more mentions of the potters, nothing. And so he hardly noticed the street lights turning off, one by one, but he did notice and so, when he heard the quiet voices he decided to investigate, and what he found was most displeasing. It seemed that the freak relatives of Mrs. Dursley had been murdered and that their freak son had survived and so the other freaks were dumping the freak child with the dursleys, overcome by rage Mr. Dursley barged out and asked, in a loud and demanding voice, What the Heck were they thinking leaving a Useless freak for them to care for without asking them first if they even wanted the burden.
The three people turned to him in suprise and he finally got a good look at them, there was that old lady who had moved in recently down the road, a Very old man wearing the most ridiculous yellow clothes and a much more shocked, freak eared miget who had fallen on his bum in suprise.
The old man smiled and his eyes started twinkling and he said, "Well this can't do, can it? I suppose you'd better forget that this happened shouldn't you?" And with that Mr. Dursley started falling into blackness, the last thing he heard before he lapsed into unconciousness and completely forgot the whole hing even happened was the man saying, "and you two as well, wouldn't help my secrets getting out now would it?".
And so when Mr. Dursley woke from his slumber it was like none of it had ever happened, a few other things had happened as well, the Dursleys had another son and thought they had always had him (and everyone else) and everything was normal in the Dursley household, or normal to the inhabitants at least.
Thus concludes the prologue of HPVD.