Title: Rain Child
Author: The last of the forgotten
Sum: Grima gets transported to the Hp world, joy and meets the angsty lonely powerful Boy-Who-Lived, will be slash later on.
Disc: don't own, don't sue me, thier Jk's and Tolkien's

Chapter Two

Grima followed the boy down toward a vast lake. While walking the boy began to hum a strange tune, Grima blinked and wondered what on earth that tune was. The boy seemed to move like a Nuzgal, hardly making a noise while walking through leaves and sticks. Grima winced when he stepped on a stick, the noise sounded like a clap of thunder in the eerie silence.

Reaching the black murky waters of the lake, the boy looked out and said,

"Once long ago there was an evil wizard by the name of Lord Voldermort. He was not always named Voldermort, but Tom Marvolo Riddle. 50 years ago, he started gathering followers to assist him in taking over the wizarding world and cleansing it of the muggles and muggle-born. This worked until fifteen years ago who went after a babe. The Potter family, to be specific. On the night of All Hallows Eve, he came to the home of James and Lily Potter. Killing James Potter first, Voldermort made his way to the others. He would have spared Lily, but Lily did something that not every mother would do, she sacrificed herself for her only son. Killing Lily, Voldermort turned his wand apon the son, and with the Killing Curse sent to him, Voldermort felt that he would win. But alas, the curse backfired and made Voldermort nothing more than a spirit to roam the lands till two years ago, a faithful follower found him and helped him regain some health back. Then a year later, he was brought back by the bone of an unwilling father, the flesh of a willing servant, and the blood of an enemy. Lord Voldermort was brought forth once more to cleanse the world of what the Pure bloods consider scum. The boy who lived has to fight and be the protecter to not only the wizarding world, but also the muggle world."

Grima looked at the boy and realition dawned on him. The boy turned slightly and said with a slightly bitter tone,

"Yes I am the boy-who-lived and my name is Harry Potter. Ironic that the only people you trust is the people who will stab you in the back with the sharpest knife they find."

Grima nodded and said,

"I am Grima son of-"

"Please, none of that, I do not care if you are a pureblood or not, just a last name if you will."

Harry said with a slight smile ghosting his face. Grima blinked and looked around himself, thinking This world is far different, a troubled youth to slay a man, I wonder if it would so easy to take over this place and insert myself into power or rather Saurman? Hmm this will be interesting. Harry looked at him, and wandered over to a large rock. Sitting with a slight sigh, Harry motioned for Grima to come and sit with him. Grima walked over and looked out and around himself, then he noticed something. It was a large tentical and it was steadily wrapping around Harry's ankle. Grima blinked and watched as it tugged on Harry's ankle.

Blinking, Grima watched as the boy simply tugged back. Harry looked up and removed his glasses, robe, shirt, and tie. Grima could not help but stare at the many slash marks on ivory skin. Harry tugged once more and felt himself hurled into the lake. Grima stood with a shout,

"HARRY!"

As if the boy had heard him, Harry surfaced with a slight chuckle and said,

"Yes Grima? Is there something you want?"

"What the, how? What?"

"The gaint squid is a rather playful creature."

Harry was suddenly under the water and resurfaced sputtering and walked out of the water while chuckling softly.

"I think it is time to go in and get you something to eat."