Okay, I'm only going to say this once. Harry Potter and his world belong to JK Rowling, Scholastic, Warner Bros, and whoever else has marketing rights. I am only trespassing momentarily for my own amusement (and hopefully yours as well).
This story will not be the same old black-and-white Harry-vs-Voldemort. It will have many gods and goddesses fighting over the fate of the universe. It may also have SLASH, I have not decided yet. If either of these ideas offend you, please leave.
I am a new authoress. Please be kind.
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Prologue: The Cast is Assembled
He stood in complete darkness, on some kind of hard surface. When he looked in any direction, he saw absolutely nothing. Then, he heard a voice.
They come.
He fell to his knees, clapping his hands over his ears. That voice was both beautiful and terrible, and never meant to be heard by humans. The voice came again, resounding through his mind, not his ears.
They come.
He got to his feet. "Who comes? Who are you?" The echoes died away into nothingness, giving him no answer.
Then he heard it again, and fought the urge to scream.
The Children of Revolution. The ones who will decide the fate of the cosmos.
"What?"
The Children alone can choose their future. In doing so, they will bring the war to an end.
"What war? What are the 'Children'?"
All in good time, mortal child. All in good time.
In the smallest bedroom of a perfectly normal house in a perfectly normal town, a not-so-normal boy awoke with a start.
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Far away, a strange man with red eyes and pale skin pondered this new development. A small man came to his door.
"Milord, the dementors of Azkaban are here."
The strange man rose from his seat, ignoring the minion, and walked down a passageway of old, crumbling stone.
So, at last the Children are here. This could be very good or very bad for my plans, I must be wary.
He put the dream aside to decipher later. He had business to attend to now.
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Further still, several teenagers also awoke, puzzled by their dream. Deciding as one that they would worry about it tomorrow, they went back to sleep.
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And furthest of all, an inhumanly beautiful young woman smiled. So, they are here at last.
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