Disclaimer: I own none of these characters save Karys, who is based off of a friend; they all belong to the lovely J.K. Rowling.
AN: This prologue I wrote rather quickly. It is not anywhere near the best of my writing abilities, just so you know. It moves very fast, but the reason I did this is because I really want to get to the ACTUAL STORY, but in order to do that I have to explain a few things first which is why I have this prologue. But I promise the next chapters will be better. Thanks for reading. R&R
Love, Betrayal, and Magic
"HARRY GET DOWN HERE NOW!" Uncle Vernon's voice echoed through the house. Harry Potter woke with a start and quickly got out of bed. He ran down the stairs and into the sitting room where his uncle, Aunt Petunia, and Cousin Dudley sat, each dressed and looking ready to leave.
"Why aren't you dressed?" his aunt asked him looking anxious.
"Dressed for what?" Harry asked, annoyed to have been woken up on his summer vacation. He had been having a good dream that he was back at Hogwarts. He was with his best friends Hermione and Ron, and when he had been woken up he had been forced back to reality that he still had one month to go before he could return.
"The new neighbors are moving in today! We have to go over and give them a friendly hello to the neighborhood." Aunt Petunia said. What she meant of course was that they needed to check them out and make sure they weren't 'weird'.
Harry sighed. "I'll go get dressed now." He said.
"Make it fast!" Vernon yelled to Harry as he headed up the stairs.
Once in his room Harry looked out the window facing the street. Across it there was a moving van, boxes were being unloaded. A woman was directing the movers on where the boxes went. Harry quickly threw clothes on and went back downstairs.
"About time." Vernon grumbled. Harry shrugged as he slipped his hand on his own shirt. He had tucked his wand in his pants pocket, just in case. It was there so he walked out with his aunt, uncle and cousin. They walked across the street. Once they reached the house Aunt Petunia said "Hello there. Welcome to the neighborhood." The woman she was talking to turned and smiled and walked up to them.
"Hello." She said Petunia handed her a box of cookies.
"Made them myself." She said.
"Why thank you." The woman said.
"By the way, my name is Petunia Dursley, and this is my husband Vernon and our son Dudley. Oh… and our um, nephew."
"It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Lucinda Gray." She said tucking a strand of golden hair behind her head. "We are just moving here from London."
"Oh, really? We love it there." Vernon said.
"So do we, me and my daughter Karys. She's around here somewhere. But we got tired of the hustle and bustle of the city so we decided to move to a nice, quiet place like this." Lucinda said.
"Really?" Petunia said, said not really caring at all, only wanting juicy stuff. "And the husband?"
"Oh I don't have a husband." Lucinda said.
"Has he passed on?" Vernon asked. Harry thought it rude for him to just ask like that.
"No I was never married." She said with a smile.
"But you have a child."
"And your point is?" She asked cocking her head to the side.
"Mum, do you know where the box is with all my books in it?" a girl asked running up. She had shoulder length platinum blonde hair and blue gray eyes. She had strong facial features that made her look proud.
"No honey I don't. Karys these are our neighbors. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, this is my daughter Karys.
"Hello." Karys said with a small curtsey. She turned to Harry and he could have sworn she winked and smiled at him. He smiled back and stepped forward his hand outstretched.
"My name is Harry." He said as she shook his hand. "Wow she is beautiful…" Harry thought.
His aunt and uncle then got into a conversation with Lucinda about the best way to care for your lawn, Dudley started eating a chocolate bar he had brought along, and Karys beckoned Harry to follow her into the house.
"Come on let go into the sitting room, it's somewhat livable in there." She said.
In the living room there was a sofa and a coffee table in front of it. Different boxes were scattered throughout the room that hadn't been unpacked.
"It's Harry right?" Karys asked sitting on the couch as she drew her knees up to her chest. Harry nodded and sat down. He was enchanted by her sparkling eyes. And the fact that he reminded her of someone, but he couldn't figure out who.
"And you're Karys right?" he asked her.
"Yup, rhymes with Paris." She said with a chuckle. "So you're the famous Harry Potter I've heard so much about. Sorry you must get that a lot."
Harry froze. She knew who he was. This was a trap. He quickly stood and pulled out his wand. Her eyes widened in fear and she put her hands up in surrender.
"Harry listen, just wait. Don't, please." She said fearfully.
"No. I can't believe Voldemort would be such a coward o send someone to my neighborhood to kill me! A child! Why couldn't he come himself? What a coward he is!" he said his face reddening with anger.
"Harry no! I know about because I'm a witch, a good witch. Really, I don't work for Voldemort." She said. Harry noted that she said the Dark Lord's name. He didn't know of any death eaters who dared to say his name. He slowly lowered his wand.
"Explain." He said.
"My mom is a witch and so am I. we planned on moving here before we knew that you lived here as well. The Ministry of Magic contacted us and told us. And since my mom has an err, history with them, they trusted her. So we moved here, despite the fact that you live here." She said.
Harry looked at her. Something about her made him trust her. He put his wand away and sat down.
"Sorry. We really didn't get off to a good start." Harry said. Karys laughed.
"Yeah, I'm really sorry about that. I should have explained who I was first." She said.
"Yeah, maybe we should start over. I'm Harry Potter, and I go to Hogwarts." He said to her.
"I am Karys and am currently not sure where I go to school."
"Well Karys without a name, do you have a last name?" He asked her. She seemed to sit very still.
"Yes but I never share it with anyone. I am ashamed of my father." She said and Harry nodded.
"So what is there to do a round here?" Karys asked for a change of subject.
"Nothing really. We could go to the park." Harry suggested. She agreed and they went to the park.
Everyday after that Karys and Harry would hang out together. They grew closer and became better friend. She told him secrets and he told her all about the burden of being famous, and being the only one that could kill Voldemort, about the loss of Sirius. Every now and then he would ask Karys what her last name was but she would always refuse to tell him.
Slowly Harry began to develop feelings for Karys, and she for him. When they would walk somewhere they would hold hands and when it was time for them to go home she always hugged him. Then they would talk on the phone all night and when she got tired and wanted to sleep she would say "I love you. Bye." And hang up.
Then came the day Harry had been dreading since he had met her. The day he was going to be going to Ron's house. It was a week before he had to start Hogwarts again, which meant he would have to leave Karys. She was most likely going to go to some school far away. He was so upset that he was actually considering coming home at Christmas time to see her. Ron and Mr. Weasley showed up by floo and told Harry it was time to leave.
"Just a minute." He said and he ran out of the house and across the street. Karys was already waiting for him on her front porch. She stood with a sad smile.
"You're leaving?" she asked.
"Yeah." He replied and she nodded. They both looked at their feet in awkward silence. Then she looked up and leaned in and kissed him. Harry kissed her back.
"I'll see you at Christmas." He said sliding his arms around her waist.
"Maybe sooner. You never know." She said and they kissed again. They then said goodbye and Harry walked back over to his house where Ron and Mr. Weasley were waiting for him.
"Who was that?" Ron asked. Harry sighed.
"My girlfriend."
AN: You like? Huh? Huh? Well just wait till next chapter! Way, way, way more twists! I mean a great big one! Please review. Just press that little gray/purple button that says review and tell me if that totally sucked or if it was good. I'd really appreciate it. Thanks!