Chapter I: Harry's Awakening
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter…..
A/N: Ok many things in this chapter will be unexplained for a while, but most of it has some significance to the story.
Harry Potter could not draw his eyes away from the razor blade between his fingers, strange thought kept popping into his head, none of which were his own, and he knew it, but the thoughts were commanding and he could not stop himself from listening to them.
Soon he was contemplating which way to do it. The razor seemed as good as any, and would also leave a mess for Aunt Petunia; a sadistic grin that looked foreign on his face arose.
The blade slit his wrist easily, he felt no pain, and the world started to go dark after not so long.
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A wave of magic blasted across all of the UK, shattering windows closer to the source, #4 Privet Drive.
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Harry was blasted with images, a sun, a planet surrounded in moons, a giant black hole, a blade of grass, a lion tearing into it's prey, a shadow growing across a street, a shabby man walking across a giant wasteland, a room full of phoenix song, a thousand tears falling into a pool, and a young man with black hair and grey eyes, who stared back at him, and then….. nothing.
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Harry Potter awoke lying in a soft bed surrounded by curtains, his first though was to wonder where he was, but that was soon replaced by wondering why he was alive, he then realized he did not have his glasses on and could see even better than with them.
He reached up to brush his hair out of his eyes and saw that his hand looked new, not a single scar apon it, in a rush of hope he reached up to his forehead………the scar that linked him to Tom Riddle was still there.
Damn he though I guess some scars just won't go away. He sighed and closed his eyes hoping that sleep would take him away.
And it did.
Next Chapter an OC will be introduced, he will be one of the main characters in this fic.