PROLOGUE

Bright, hot sun scorched the streets of Private Drive. Roads, gardens, swimming pools, railways were avoided like plague while air-conditioners and ice creams were honoured with the title of Heaven on Earth. Dozens of children could be seen watching TV's while sitting in AC with a bunch of ice creams splattered around them . All but one. Yes, that's me . The Boy-Who-Lived, the Choosen One, the Saviour of the Wizarding World, a Freak, Uncommon, Not Normal. Imagine my horror and amusement. Name: 3 words- HARRY JAMES POTTER. Titles- 18 words. And just as uncommon my titles are as uncommon I am. For you see I am not an average boy. Nope. I'm a wizard. And a stubborn brat who keeps refusing death in the most astonishing ways. And, did I forget to mention, I'm a creature. Or a part creature, anyway. So let's start from the beginning, shall we.