Harry Potter was a strange boy, and he knew it. His friends tried to convince him he wasn't but he didn't believe them one bit. He had a knack for doing weird things and most of it was because of a stupid prophecy the he didn't even know was around. He would never wish it on somebody else though.
He sat there reading a book, not just any book but an old book. He kept reading the passage and trying to figure out if he was up for actually trying it. He wanted his parents back but not at the expense of others, he just couldn't make up his mind. So he did what any thoughtful person would do, he flipped a coin. Heads he did it, Tales he forgot about it all together.
You know Harry Potter didn't have much luck but if I were him I would see the coin flip as a dream come true. It landed on heads and that means he may have a chance at a family. He could feel it, he just wanted his parents and it looked like the fates were smiling down upon him that night.
He lies there repeating the spell over and over again. Then he said it out loud and the whole room started to glow. Harry quickly covered his eyes to shield them from the light.
Soon enough he was in the place he held in his mind to be. Godric's Hollow. He watched as Voldemort passed by him not even noticing he was there. He looked as Voldemort walked strait for James, James just stood there his wand shot out of his hand when The Dark Lord said 'Expelleramis(SP?)' Harry ran over and picked up James' wand, he then pointed it at Voldemort and yelled 'Avada Kedavara.' Voldemort fell where he was.
James just stared at Harry in shock. He then looked down at the fallen man at his feet. James slowly nudged him with his foot. Voldemort didn't move. He was dead and the war was over. James was just about to ask Harry who he was when a bright light surrounded Harry.
After the bright light Harry saw nothing but black. He soon opened his eyes though and to his surprise he was in the hospital wing. He slowly sat up onto his elbows. Blinking a few time, he automatically reached over for his glasses. Finding them he put them on his face and looked around.
Madame Pompfrey ran over to him. "Deary, are you alright? What happened?" She said as she checked him over. She looked up too his forehead. "Where did you get that scar?"
Harry reached a hand up to his forehead and gently stroked his scar, then he replied, "I've always had this scar, Lord Voldemort gave it to me."
She gave him a stern look then said, "Please do not say that name in my presence." She walked out of the Infirmary.
Harry just looked at the door. He fidgeted with his hands waiting for her to come back in. She soon did, with two people he didn't recognize. The woman walked over and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. He had no idea what to do he had no clue who these people were. The man ruffled up his hair and smiled slightly at him.
"How are you doing, son?" Asked the man. Harry just looked up at him has though he was crazy.
"Son? I don't even know who you are." Harry just looked at them waiting for an answer.
Haha Cliffy sorry got to go. Oh yeah and sorry for the short ness.