First of all I don't own any of the characters from harry potter or Brother band they belong to J. and John Flanagan

Summary – Harry has made his choice and wakes up in a new world as a 4 years old, His first day is exciting and troublesome at the same time until he remembers what death told him, so he sets out to meet Thorn and beginning his new life

Chapter 1 – The New World

The town of Santa Sebilla was a small town, but one that had gained a desirable reputation for the quality of its jewellery that was designed and crafted there, situating just a few kilometers from pristine beaches the town was built with no particular plan in mind, instead growing over the years so that houses and warehouses were placed wherever their owners chose to build them. The result was a chaotic mess of winding alleys, outlying building and twisting, formless streets and as time went on more and more artisans and designers were drawn to Santa Sebilla it become the centre for fine design and craftsmanship in gold and precious stones.

Just below a ridge along the beach harry came back to conciseness slowly and frightened, he could not remember where he was and how he got there, slowly sitting up and gasping in pain, he took in his surroundings. The wide expanse of presenting blue ocean that never seemed to end, looking to the right there was nothing but soft sand and ocean with the occasion wave break, looking to the left, there was nothing but the same to right. Sitting up fully now and trying not to panic he tried to remember what happened to him and how he got here.

Nothing

Really trying not to panic, he struggled to remember but all that he could recall was that his name was harry and that he was 4 years old…there was nothing else, just a blank slate. Giving up on trying not to panic, harry started shaking and crying, crying out for something or someone, anything would do, sinking to his knees in the sand trying to make himself small as possible, harry just cried.

Not sure for how long he knelt there and cried, harry tried getting himself back together, breathing in and out in deep breaths trying to regulate his breathing, having his breathing somewhat in control, harry stood up and looked around him once more, still nothing but sand and ocean, turning fully around, harry saw a mound of sand that seemed to go along the breath for ages, deciding that he better get a decent view he walk towards the ridge
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Coming up near the top of the ridge harry, could see bright white buildings some way away from him, now standing on the ridge, he could make out fast moving smudges go this way and that, while the buildings seem to have multiplied. Deciding that he had nothing better to do and hearing his stomach growling, harry started making his way to the town.

mm-mm...harry thought as he bit into an apple, that a kind lady had given him some hours before, night was falling and harry was starting to wonder where he was going to spend the night, he meant to do it earlier but had gotten distracted but all people, hustling and bustling around the town never seeming to stop. Having walked into the town late that afternoon, harry had followed a man with a donkey into which seemed to be the heart of the town, just in front of this great big building with a great big door leading into it..after almost getting crushed by a couple of stray houses that were causing a commotion, harry had retreated the very edge of the open area and had knelt against the trying to keep small and out of the way but strangely feeling compelled to not leave the area. It was so entertaining watching these strange people walk about, watching them bargain and haggle with shop keepers, the one thing he had noticed that there weren't many children like him about but didn't think much of it.

Laughing and smiling at a horse that had just drooped a poop, and the unfortunate man that had just slipped in it, he didn't notice that he was being watched by a lady to the side of him.

"great..here comes another riff-raff" taught Tammi, as she served a customer at her fruit and vegetable stall, thanking the customer she watched the little boy with black scruffy hair race towards the wall next to her stall "he better not be thinking of stealing from me", moving towards the boy, she begins to open her mouth to shout at him to move away when the boy looks around him with such a lost expression on his face, she immediately closes her mouth and concern enters her eyes, but deciding to not approach but keep an eye out for the boy she turn her attention to her next customer.

As the hours go by Tammi watches over the boy, watching him smile and his emerald eyes flash with curiosity at the things around him but never moving from his spot against the wall, knowing the boy must be hungry and wondering why he was here and not with his parents, Tammi decides after serving her last customer for the day, to go over to the boy and ask him some questions.

Harry had noticed that there was not many people around and came to conclusions that people must be finishing up and heading home, he tried not to think of what he should do next as he was still hungry and starting to feel sleepy, lost in his own thoughts he did not notice, until the he heard a hello, that someone had approached him.

"Hello, little one" the lady said

Harry not knowing what to say just looked up at the lady with a curious expression on his face,

I see" the lady smiled at him "not talkative are you"

Seeing the nice smile the lady had, harry decided to talk to the lady

"No, i can talk" harry reply, smiling up at the lady

"Ha hah, so you can" the lady laughs back "now, can you tell me what a fine young man like yourself is doing here this last in the afternoon, and not with your parents"

"I'm sorry miss, but...I don't know where my parents are, or if i have any" harry reply's looking down at the ground

Looking shocked Tammi asks "but child, what to mean if you have any, don't you remember what your parents look like"

"No..."

Looking at the child in front of her in bewilderment, Tammi asks "what happened to you child"

Still looking at the ground, harry reply's "I'm not sure miss, I just woke up along the beach this morning, but I do remember that my names harry and that I'm 4 years old"

"my aren't you all grown up" came Tammi reply, "by the way child, my name is Tammi Backus, so no more calling me miss, Tammi will do, now I must know child, do you have a place to sleep tonight"

Harry looked up, shock clearly on his face, wanting to say that he did not, but feeling that he was forgetting something and that if he went with Tammi, he would miss something really important, feeling that he was about to remember something very important he didn't answer Tammi right away.

Tammi was just about to ask her question again, but stopped when she saw clarity come over the child's face, "are you alright child?" Tammi asks

Harry looks up at her and says in a clear voice "I'm alright, I just remembered that I was supposed to meet Thorn down by the beach" not mentioning that he was to meet thorn tomorrow in the early hours of the morning. Standing up and moving away from the wall, he made to start walking away

"Wait, child" Tammi calls at him "I've been watching you all afternoon, please take these apples, they will at last calm mind that you won't go hungry, now are you sure you have someplace to stay the night" holding out a small sack with a couple of apples in it

"Yes. Tammi" Harry smiles up at the lady and thanks her for the apples, he turn around and heads down the alley remembering that he used it to enter the town in the first place.

-Some hours later-

Taking one of the apples out he bites into it, relishing the juices of the apple, mm-mm...harry thought as he bit into it again, that a kind lady had given him some hours before, night had fallen and harry was starting to wonder where he was going to spend the night, he had exited the town just as the sun was setting and recalling the memory that had came up when he was speaking to Tammi, he remembered somewhat what happened to him, he remembered dying, meeting a boy almost like himself, then a strange guy called Devon, and being offered some choices, he remembered choosing a new life, and then finally he remembered Devon's parting words... "when you arrive Master Potter, the next day walk to the beach in the early hours of the morning and there you will meet Thorn, it will be hard for the first couple of years but he will watch over you"... Deciding to follow this advice harry started to make his way to the beach, recalling with ease where he woke earlier that day, hoping that it would be the correct area in which he would meet Thorn, and finally begin his new life.

AN - thanks guys for reading, and I hope you enjoy this chapter, I know harry seems a bit advanced mentally for his age, but that is part of his character, I'm sorry for taking a while to write this out but i wasn't sure where this was heading, but i have a clear picture of where i want this to go. As with the last chapter I'm sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes as there are not my strong points

please note the next chapter will be in Thorns point of view

enjoy - BuggyBuggie