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Creation Reborn – Book 2: A Book in the Hand
Harry Potter/Multi
By Shinji the Good Sharer

Disclaimer: I don't own most of the things in this series. All I own is this story itself. All flames will be ignored. Constructive criticism depends entirely on the criticism being "constructive."

Prologue
A New Home

Harry stood by calmly while a struggling fat man was brought out of the factory building in shackled. "Let go of me!" yelled the obese man with a walrus-like moustache. He stopped when he noticed Harry and turned purple in the face with rage. "You! This is your doing you freak! How could you do this after all I did for you?!"

"Somehow I doubt that forced servitude counts as "doing something for me" so much as "forcing me to do something for you" and "crimes against humanity," human. Rest assured, you will get to argue your point while I put the full force of my family wealth into high priced lawyers that will see you spend the rest of your life in prison." Harry promised in a calm tone.

Fuming, the man growled. "You've been holding out on us! That money should be ours!" roared the fat man.

"Of course I never told you of my wealth. You would have done everything in your power to take it for your own greed. However, it shouldn't be yours. I'm a French citizen, not a British one. That makes you guilty of kidnapping a foreign national, slave trafficking, holding one against their will, unlawful imprisonment, neglect, child abuse, destruction of private property and a wide range of other things you will be thrown into prison for. Since I am the heir to three separate thrones and crown prince of those nations, you have also violated international treaty and diplomatic immunity. Congratulations, Vernon. You, your wife and your sister will be either imprisoned for the rest of your lives or executed by the end of your trials. Your son will go into juvenile detention or be put into foster care until he turns eighteen if we can't get him tried as an adult." the boy told his adoptive mortal uncle who turned a sickly white as he began to understand exactly how much trouble he was in.

In the back of the paddy wagon the fat man saw his wife, his son and his sister. His sister's dog, Ripper, along with her other bulldogs were all chained inside with muzzles after Ripper had bitten a police dog. They were scheduled to be put down as vicious wild animals. Amira watched with Harry from beside her guards and smirked. "What do you plan to do next, 'Arry?" she queried in French.

"Now… It is time to set up a proper facility for me to do my research. It is time for Atlantis to rise again." Harry decided before looking to her and moving towards the limousine.

"May I come with you?" she inquired hopefully.

Harry paused and turned to look at the woman before finally nodding. "If you wish to come then you may. Don't touch anything unless I tell you, though. Some of the technology can be very dangerous if the wrong command is entered." he informed while they moved towards the vehicle.

End Prologue

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Author's Notes:
Here's my prologue to Book 2. Sorry this took so long. Things have been out of control here with work, classes, a new nephew, and the recent damage to my personal web server. I was able to recover the data to some degree but I had to touch some things up. I hope you all enjoy it. Chapter 1 should be right behind it so enjoy!