Zexion left the dark corridor in the new world and changed his appearance to that of a ten year old. He was in a small room with only a bed, a wardrobe, a table and a chair. On the table was a fresh half-eaten apple. He smirks "Well it seems I managed to come back to my world at approximately the same time I left. This makes everything so much easier"

"But right now I probably should hide my world from them. I need some time before I can allow them to find me" Zexion started to concentrate his power and weave an illusionary net to hide his world from the outside. After he managed to hide his world his collapsed through sheer exhaustion. He didn't even wake up when a few hours later a scream echoed through the house.

3 days later

Zexion woke up and looked around. He wasn't in the small room anymore instead he was in a comfortable bed in a hospital. "You are finally awake" Zexion looked to where the voice came and saw a nurse smiling softly at him. "What happened" he asked confused. "We have no idea. We hoped you could tell us what happened. Your matron simply found you unconscious in your room" Oh Zexion knew exactly what happened but there was no way he would tell her because it would pretty much destroy his cute and innocent reputation he build up ever since he arrived at the orphanage and she wouldn't believe him anyway.

"Do you feel alright or do you need anything" "No thank you. I just feel a little exhausted" he replied smiling "Good then I will phone the orphanage that you are awake so that somebody can pick you up" said the nurse and left the room.

Zexion sighed 'It seems that I used to much of my power. To hide the world from view took far more than I expected. Nevertheless I can finally start to destroy this stupid fools and everyone who dare to stand in my way will be destroyed too"

2 months later

An old man walked down the street with determination. He had one goal in mind the orphanage or to be precise a single young boy in that orphanage. That man was not an ordinary man he was a wizard and a powerful one too.

He was not only a wizard but the headmaster of a school for Witchcraft and Wizardry.

He had a small smile on his face and he was happy the first time for four years. After THAT day he was infuriated no that doesn't quite describe it he was totally pissed off. He couldn't believe that parents could be that cruel to a little child. Everyone avoided him for weeks.

It all began that Halloween night when the dark lord was mysteriously vanished by Henry Potter. Ever since that night he was hailed as the boy-who-lived and his twin Harry Potter was basically forgotten. This wasn't even the worst part the worst part was that James Potter not only disown Harry but cut all ties and threw him out of the ancient and noble house of Potter making him Harry no name.

He tried to make James see reason that there is no need to threw him out that he is just a child who need the love of his parents but James didn't care he and Lily wanted to concentrate on Henry and Harry was a useless distraction. He couldn't believe James sheer audacity to call an innocent child useless.

When he was at the door the matron saw him "Hello I am Mrs Grey the matron. Is there something I can do for you?" "Yes. I want to speak with young Harry. You see I am a professor from a special boarding school and Harry was selected as one of it's new students" "Oh? And how was he selected" "I am terrible sorry but I can't reveal how we select our students" "Very well then let us go"

While they walked to Harry's room he asked some questions concerning Harry. "We like to know a few things about our new students so can you please tell me how he is like" "Of course. Harry is a really sweet boy and he is quite intelligent but a bit antisocial" "Antisocial? Can you explain?" "For starters he has no friends and never made any effort to gain friends. He keeps everyone at a distance but always help other kids when they need help. I think the reason he has no friends is due to his intelligence. Everyone his age is too immature for him and the older children probably doesn't want to hang out with a little kid like him"

"I see" "Here is his room" the matron said and pointing towards a plain door. She knocked on the door and opened it "Hello Harry. Here is someone who wants to talk to you" She left the room and Harry was alone with the man.

The man was surprised when he saw Harry. He knew how Harry looked like when he was younger but now he looked completely different. Due to his banishment he must slowly lost all traits that made him a Potter. He lost his wild raven hair and get steel-blue hair with long messy bangs that completely covered the right side of his face, reaching even past his chin. He even lost his emerald eyes and had now bright aqua coloured eyes.

"Hello Professor Dumbledore" an angelic voice interrupted his observation "You remembered me" asked the professor surprised. "Of course. How I can ever forgot THAT day" he said bitingly. "I'm sorry" said Dumbledore "You haven't wronged me professor so there is no need for an apology. In fact I must thank you for trying to make that idiot see reason but frankly I am glad that I have nothing to do with them any longer because I am no longer forced to hear how my dear brother is the next Merlin and how he will dominate Hogwarts and show the slimy snakes that they are worth nothing. It was rather annoying"

"But let us forget our past. I assume you are here to give me my Hogwarts letter" "You are correct Harry" Dumbledore smiled sadly "Shall we go and buy your school supplies?" "Yes but I have a problem. I have no money neither for my school fee nor for my supplies" "Don't worry. James and Lily already paid your school fees ever since you were born and I intended to set up a small vault for you when we are at Gringotts with more than enough money to last you for your entire education"

"You did? Thank you professor how can I repay you for it" he replied and bowed 'Well that takes care of one problem' "No need to thank me my boy just do your best during your school years" "Thank you professor but is there is a way to legally change my name. I really want to get rid of the last thing that remind me of them"

Dumbledore smiled understandingly "There is. Do you already decide on a name" "Yes I have. I want my name to be Zexion, Zexion Twilight" "Zexion? It is a rather unique name" "Yes I quite like it" "Well then let us hurry we have a lot to do"

After two hours Harry's name was legally changed into Zexion Twilight and a new vault was set up in Gringotts for him. He first went to Madam Malkin for his robes while Dumbledore said he would acquire his trunk and potion ingredients.

In Flourish and Blotts he bought his entire set for schools books and a few extra books such as Runes for Beginners and Rune Translation all what is left to buy was his wand so he and Dumbledore went to Ollivander.

"Albus long time no see" said the old wand maker "Garrick good to see you but unfortunately I am not here to talk. I am here with this young boy who wishes to acquire his wand" "Of course. So who are you young man" "My name is Zexion Twilight pleasure to meet you Mr Ollivander" he replied smiling.

"Well then let us begin. Let us start with this ash and unicorn hair 9 inches" Zexion gave it a little swing and set a chair on fire. Ollivander quickly took the wand away and extinguish the fire "That was clearly the wrong wand let us try this larch and phoenix feather 11 inches" Zexion tried the new wand but he just set another chair on fire. So he tried and tried many wands.

After about thirty tries Ollivander disappeared for a minute and came back with a completely white wand "Try this one acacia and tebo hair 12 inches" Zexion grabbed the wand and a warm wind surrounded the three wizards. Ollivander smiled "We found a match" he said cheerily. Zexion looked confused to Ollivander "Excuse me but what is a tebo? I never heard of it before" "The tebo is a warthog native to Congo. It is a very dangerous creature. His hide is nearly as powerful as a dragon and it can turn invisible. It is rarely used as a wand core. In fact I only know of one wizard who had such a core it was my own father and he was a very powerful wizard. Your wood is unusual too. Wands consisting of acacia are very tricky wands they refuse to produce any magic for any other but their owner and they accept only very gifted wizards. So I have no doubt that you will be great one day"

'I will be great one day? I am already great and more powerful than you think' thought Zexion 'but it will take some years before you will realize that' "Really? This is amazing" said Zexion excited and grinning. Unseen by both Ollivander and Zexion Dumbledore was relieved. The entire day Zexion behaved far too mature. He feared that James took away all the joy out of him but Zexion childish excitement showed him that he was still a child somewhere deep down and can feel joy despite his hardships he endured. He couldn't know that Zexion was just acting that way.

He paid for his wand and Dumbledore brought him back to the orphanage and told him that he will send someone of the staff to bring him to platform 9 ¾ on first September.

First September

It was quarter past ten and Zexion sat already on the train. An older witch named professor McGonagall his professor for transfiguration took him to the platform at ten o'clock.

At the orphanage he already read all his school books and started on Runes for Beginners. He already changed into his robes and impatiently waited until the train started to move.

While reading he though on how to do his next steps. He needed followers to do the dirty work for him but it will be really hard to accomplish since the so called light wizards would never join him and the dark wizards wouldn't join him too since he was seemingly a muggleborn or rather a mudblood as most of them would call him and since the dark lord is not truly dead at least that was what Dumbledore thought.

After he contemplated different paths he could take he finally found a solution 'That is it. I know exactly how I will do it. I will not only get the children of the death eaters to obey me but after the dark lord returns he will easily try to recruit me. If I am lucky I can even help him in his return and gain a high position in his ranks and when the time comes I can get rid off him or turn him in a heartless and hopefully a powerful nobody under my control'

His thoughts were interrupted when someone came into his compartment to his annoyance it was Henry Potter and some redhead. "You are lucky to have the chance to share the compartment with me" Henry stated arrogantly "Oh really you can surely tell me why I am lucky to share a compartment with you" he asked "Oh you are a muggleborn no worry in that case I forgive you your ignorance. I am Henry Potter the boy-who-lived, the defeater of you-know-who"

It took Zexion's entire self-control to not laughing out loud 'He is more pathetic than expected. He is to scared to even speak his name so much for the great defeater of Voldemort' "Why should I care. What I see is an arrogant idiot with no brain" "How dare you" screamed the redhead "If it weren't for him you-know-who would have already killed you"

"Please stop talking. I hear my brain cells screaming in agony by just listening to you and now leave" drawled Zexion. Henry and his friend left not without throwing him a glare. Thankfully no one interrupted him during the entire train ride not counting the trolley witch.

Soon enough the train arrived at Hogsmead and the students began to made their way to Hogwarts the second through seventh years with the carriages the first years with boats.

When they arrived at the castle an older witch welcomed them, it was professor McGonagall.