Author's Notes: Well, I know I put it in the "Hogwarts" tags, but the four parts of the prologue will be from the pre-Hogwarts phase of the story. This is purely for the construction of the universe, I think it is better done this way, just as it is for the better understanding of the reader
In the Scottish hills, there is a castle. A millennial fortress, hidden in the eyes of the world, close to a dense and extensive forest. Such a castle is the headquarters of the Hogwarts Magic and Witchcraft School, the largest magic school of all Britain, and the First of the World. In one of his highest towers, the director's office is, where Albus Dumbledore - the current school principal - was in his room, savoring one of his favorite sweets, lemon drops. The old man was in a tranquility that he could only get when he was in his living room, in the company of Fawkes - his familiar Phoenix - as he sucked one of his favorite bullets. However, such tranquility and broken by a member of your teaching staff. His former student and deputy director, Minerva McGonagall, the current transfiguration teacher, who came in suddenly into the place, apparently upset.
"Albus we have an emergency, of the serious ones!" Exclaims the woman, trying to keep calm, trying this ended.
"What happened, Minerva?" Dumbledore asked.
"I was checking the list of new students, everything was normal until it arrives in a certain name, Potter, there should be two children with this supernomes, Albus!" Minerva explains. "But there was only one name. A name Albus, Naruto Potter. Albus something happened to Harry Potter, and we urgently need to find out what!!
"Keep my face calm, my dear Minerva." - Asked Albus. "You must have been a mistake, I have some equipment that can determine how the two brothers are. Let me check them before taking some action."
The man then picks up some silver objects and puts on his desk, applying a little of his magic in them. However, the result he obtained was not the one that the old wizard expected.
"Harry Potter is no longer on the Privett Drive!?" Dumbledore exclaimed in surprise and inquiry.
"But what could Albus have happened?" Minerva asked.
"I do not know Minerva." Dumbledore admits. "But this is not the worst. I don't have access to the wards that I put around the home, something made the classes modify. That means I can not even approach that place."
(Six years earlier)
In a Little Whinging neighborhood, a suburban town of Surrey County, people were desperately frightened. The reason was very simple, one of the privet drive houses was on fire! All the people on the street were looking at the house on fire, the house number 4, which besides being on fire, was with his half in debris. A firefighter team was trying to erase the fire, so he did not spread to the other houses in the neighborhood.
"What was the cause of the fire, Mr. Dassley?" He asks the team's head, a sergeant.
"An unsatisfied idiotic client, wanted to return the money, but I gave myself to give, as a result the bastard came in the morning and stuck fire in my house !!" A tall and fat man answered, with dark blond hair, a half thick mustache of the same color and blue eyes, this was with a loud and lean woman between his arms, probably his wife. "Frankly, nowadays well people have no security. Lucky is that Grunnigs insurance covers fires in the houses."
"I see, you do not have to worry about anything, sir, in less than a month your house will be in the same state where you were before." Ensures the Sergeant fireman.
"Sergeant Ferris We find a child among the rubble!!" Shouted one of the younger firefighters from the team.
"Well let's deal with Save him, Turner!" Ferris said, distancing from the couple.
"Which one will be Vernon?" Asks him the woman, taking off her face from the husband's chest.
"I do not know Petunia, and I hope you're dead, so we will not have any more hassles!" Vernon spoke almost on a growl.
Yes, the testimony that Vernon Dursley gave Sergeant Ferris was a complete and cleared lie. In fact, there was Vernon who caused the fire in his house; In an unjustified fury attack, caused by the fact that his two nephews - twins - having made his belt turn dust when he was "punishing" the two boys for making their "aberrations" in their home. As soon as he realized that his belt no longer existed, the Dursley - after beating them with a broom handle - pushed the two boys - an emerald green-eyed brunette and a red-eyed red-haired red hair, both with a somers wild And at dawn, he turned all the mouths of the stove and scratched a phosphorous toothpick, causing an explosion, which began to fire. After a few minutes, the firefighter team removes from the house - whose structured in a matter of a few moments would collapse - a five-year-old boy, very small for age, with red hair. Part of the boy's face and hair was burned, and the same was unconscious.
"He's still alive, but he needs to go to the hospital urgently!" Said Ferris, putting the little boy in a stretcher, brought by Dosos nurse. "Quick! He needs urgent care!!"
'Yes sir!!" He answered one of the nurses, pushing the stretcher quickly, but carefully to not knock down the child.
"Who was that boy, Mr. Dassley?" "Ferris asks, as you approach the couple again.
"It's our nephew, sir." Petunia answered. "My sister was an odd idiot who was prostituated to get money, and ended up getting pregnant with an unusual drunk. And when the two died, we stay with the two children, twins.
"Were two?! We can only find that boy in the middle of the fire!" The sergeant speaks, in a sad tone. "It is very likely that the other has died in the fire. But we still can not find the body. But I leave soon, it is a miracle that one of them survived, apparently he inhaled a lot of smoke, so take care that he has the least sequelae.
"Sir, we find a trunk in the attic, it seems to contain something important." He speaks one of the firemen, bringing the said object, which although he had a considerable size, weighed much less than appears.
"Belongs it to you?" Ferris questions Dursley, pointing to the chest.
"No, it was my sister's worthless, she left it here before leaving home when our parents still lived here." Petunia replied in disgust. "I do not even want to know what's inside this thing, you can do whatever you want with it.
"In that case, I think it would be best we keep and deliver to your nephew, he may want to keep something from his mother with him." Said the sergeant. "Put the trunk in the car, let's stay with him until the boy wake up.
A few hours later, at Surrey General Hospital, a small medical team was completely analyzing the boy who had been brought by firefighters. When he arrived, the boy was covered with soot, dust and with several burns and bruises through the body, being the most severe, was that of his face.
"I have no idea how alive you are, kiddy." Speaks one of the doctors, looking at the boy lying on the bed, breathing hard, with the aid of devices. "With the amount of smoke he inhaled, any child of his age would have died.
"Not just that Dr. Norman, his arms and legs are broken in several places, and in addition he has several fractured ribs." Another doctor adds, looking at the little redhead, whose hair were washed and cut until they were shaved, she was holding several x-ray results. "It's a miracle that none of the ribs pierced your lungs, or it would be fatal for him in this state.
"We have to do our best for him to recover in the best possible way. " Said the third member of the team. "Let's first deal with the ribs and broken bones, then check which other care he needs."
"Let's save this boy!" Exclaims the only other woman from the team.
[...]
Two boys were playing in an empty and completely white room, both were almost identical, being the only differences the color of the hair and eyes. The two of them were cheerful, a chilling after the other, when suddenly, the brunette to, making the redhead bump into him.
"Arry, what was it?" The redhead asked, looking into his twin's eyes.
"Happy birthday, Ruto." 'Arry' answered.
"For you too." Returned "Ruto" smiling, act that is repeated by his brother.
"It's time." Comments "Arry".
"It's time for What?" The redhead asks.
"I went to, Ruto." Explains the brunette.
"But go where?" Asked the first, with sad eyes.
"Daddy and Mummy are calling me." Said the second, smiling sadly at his twin. "They're waiting for me."
"Mommy and Daddy? Where ?!" The boy looks at all sides looking for his parents, but don't see them, which makes him sad, his gaze fallen. "Where are they Arry?" Why can not they stay here? Why do you have to go with them?
"I do not know, we just can not stay here." Speak the other boy, turning and starting to walk.
"Please, don't go!" Asked the redhead, heading toward his brother, trying to reach him. "Stay with me !! It's Arry!!"
"I can not rise, Mom and Dad are waiting for me." 'Arry' speaks, turning to his brother, who sees tears streaming through the eyes of the small brunette.
"Then take me with you!" Exclaims "Ruto", also crying.
"I can't, it's not yet time for you to come." Sad, the brunette answers.
"Please don't leave me here alone!!" Begs the little redhead, following in the direction of his brother, hugging him. "Please don't leave me alone !!
"You will never be alone, Ruto." 'Arry' replies, returning his brother's embrace, and when undoing the gesture, he puts his small hand on the redhead's chest, doing the same with himself. "We will always be together, here. But now, I need to go.
The little dark-haired man continues to walk, and the redhead tries to follow him again, but something kept him from going forward. As his brother walked, two figures formed, a man very much like 'Arry' but with brown eyes, and a red-haired woman with emerald green eyes. They both smiled at "Ruto" as they held their hands to "Arry" and turned to the redhead, the three of them starting to walk.
"Please let me go with you!!" The redhead cries, running towards the three, who were gradually disappearing.
"This is not the time for you to come with us Naruto." Speak the man.
"You will never be alone, ducky." Said the woman. "But be strong, for Mummy.
"Don't leave me here alone!" When the redhead gets up, he finds himself in a hospital room.
"Did you have a nightmare?" A nurse asks, entering the room.
"I do not know if it was a nightmare, it was not bad, just sad." The boy replied, crying. "Why did they have to leave me? I don't want to be alone!
"Shhhh, calm, calm." The nurse asks, hugging him as she stroked her hair, letting the redhead cried on her breast, hugging her too. "Alright petty, its' over.
"Excuse me, is this Naruto Potter's room?" Ask a man wearing a firefighter uniform, Sergeant Ferris, who was carrying the same chest that the firefighters found at Dursley's house.
"Yes, this is him." Answered the nurse, undoing his embrace.
"Can I talk to him for a moment?" Asked Ferris.
"Of course." Answered the woman, getting up from the bed where Naruto was and heading toward the door. "But just a warning, he's a bit in shock, so be careful what he's going to say.
"I'll have, do not worry, Miss. Simmons" Said the ferris, walking toward the boy's bed, who looked at him with curious eyes, and his face still had traces of tears, which were still drying.
"Could you tell me that my brother died?" Naruto asks, with a sad tone, but of understanding.
"I'm sorry, but unfortunately, this is true Naruto, we nor at least we could find his body, apparently the flames consumed him. "Explain the sergeant, with a sad expression. "But I did not come here just to talk about it, I came to give it something.
"What is it?" The Potter questioned.
"One of my men found it in the attic of their uncles' house." Said the fireman, showing the boy the chest. "Your aunt said she was from her mother, and that she left him in the house before she went away and her grandparents moved to another house.
"My mother?!" Naruto's eyes shine when he hears the sergeant Ferris said that the chest belonged to his mother.
"Yes, your aunt said very bad things about her, but I doubt they were true, the look of your aunt did not give me a lot of truth when you said those things." Ferris replied, sitting on a chair next to the boy's bed. "Just like your uncle, I did not feel much confidence when I went to ask again the cause of the fire in his house after turning off the fire. Of course you would be placed with your grandparents, but as they have been dead for almost seven years this will not be possible, and we do not have an orphanage in Surrey, which only leaves us an option - leave it with your uncle, at your uncle marge's sister.
"Please do not!" Asked Naruto, almost getting up. "Auntie Marge no, she always let the Reaper bite Arry and me!
"Don't worry, I talked to them, said they should take care of your safety, just as they take care of your cousin. "Ferris assured. "You do not have to be afraid. Now about this chest, I believe you want to stay with him.
"I want, I want to!!" Naruto answers, euphoric, after all this chest would be his mother's first thing he would have access to. "I get him."
"All right, you just need to find a way to open it, since the key probably melted during the fire." Ferris warned, putting the chest on a bedside table next to Naruto's bed before going to the same and messing with her hair making a cafun. "Even Naruto, I hope you get better."
"Sir, what's your name?" Naruto asks, looking at the sergeant.
"George Ferris, Sergeant George Ferris." Answer.
"Thank you for saving me Mr. Ferris." Naruto grasps smiling at the man.
"There's nothing to thank Naruto, I did more than my duty." Says George, turning and heading toward the door before turning his face and looking at the boy with a smile. "Yet I appreciate your thanks."
Moments later a doctor enters the room and sees Naruto awake, seeing the boy moving without any problem, takes him to the X-ray room, and the result was amazing, none of Potter's bones was broken. The redhead had recovered inexplicably quick, the only thing that was not cured was the burn on the left side of the face, on the eye taking a part of the cheek and the forehead.
[...]
Meanwhile, in one of the rooms of the magnificent castle in the Scottish Highlands - Hogwarts - a woman of glasses and blond hair, curly and quite messy, enters a trance after putting some tea in your cup.
"A second loop between twins is cruelly broken," Speaks the same, in a clearly non-natural voice. "Two innocent souls without those of whom they should never be separated will join, one will fill the emptiness of the other as brothers. He who voluntarily took the sunmark, and whose face was marked by what he took his twin will be the choice of the four. Intended for greatness, the king of blue and silver will continue the work of the one who was taken away from him. He who will sit on the throne of silver and ivory will bring changes, reckless, even if necessary. The former great alliance will rise, and taking the place of the darkness once again will bring, will lead the magic back out of the shadows of the world."
Leaving his ethereal state, Sybil Trelawney begins to drink his tea, before the young third year's minds could go into learning and understanding the complexity of the lines of fate. At no time does the young guesser teacher realized that he had just made a prophecy.
Another thing was happening at the director's office. An old, wounded hat blew, before one of his folds opened, as if it were a mouth and a serious voice to leave her.
"The four of them joined peace, but their ideal has been lost in time;
Serpent and eagle distorted, lion and badger have become sheep
The fortress of knowledge and union, became the refuge of alienation;
Magic became a tool called, and Adam's children forgot their role.
The king of blue and silver and his knights approach,
Bringing the beginning of a new era where magic
Will be remembered as what is
And the four that were separated once again will be united."
A prophecy was broken, but another two arise in its place. Without anyone having a science of them, fate can flow according to his will, without human obstacles trying to contain or control their waters. Thus, the will of energy that permeates reality since creation, can fulfill His will.
And in one of the corridors of the castle, a ghostly figure that exuded a malicious aura was radiant, felt that big things approached.
"It's a pity that the tips had to go, but the Peevsie is happy, the deer and lily have one of their babies back, and changes come around, Hoggy Wharty will not be the same Hoggy ever"!! Chanted the poltergeist, radiant with what she was feeling. "I think the Peevsie here will make some caught."