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chapter 1: the beginning

It had been a couple of days since Halloween and Albus Dumbledore sat in the great hall of Hogwarts and watched as the students ate lunch with a happy cheer that had not been felt for years. This was all thanks to Neville Longbottom the now titled Boy-Who-Lived that was now staying under the protection of his grandmother. Unfortunately, his mind never even strayed close to the boy that he left with some of the worst muggles alive. A boy who at that very moment was having his life and destiny changed.

In Surry

Vernon Dursley was not having a good morning. At first he woke up late for work and all but jumped out of bed. He unfortunately landed one of his new born son's toys causing him to fall in to the floor. The second problem was that he ran out of shampoo and had to use some of his wife's. Then he stubbed his toe on the dresser while getting dressed. However, the biggest problem was that when he opened the door and found a basket on the doormat.

Having seen this sort of scene on the television to many times he immediately grabbed the basket and letter attached to it and headed to his car. He felt no need to read the letter or tell his wife Petunia about the baby. As he was driving down the road in London he stopped by an orphanage that he regularly passed by going to work. He placed the basket down on in front of the door and left for work without a second thought.

An hour later the door opened and a girl maybe nine years old started to walk out the door before stopping at the sight of the basket. She reached down and pulled aside the blanket to reveal a sleeping baby. Shaking her head sadly she lifted up the basket and brought it into the orphanage never knowing the consequences of her actions.

In Nurmengard

A door open at the end of a hallway in the highest tower. Walking through the door was a tall dark-haired man with a very imposing disposition. He walks down the hall at a slow confident gait until stopping at the only cell on this floor of the prison.

In the cell was a old haggard looking man with a long beard. He was laying on his cot reading a book, one of the very few comforts he had left. When the footsteps stopped out side his cell door he called out, "just leave the plate inside the door as usual Mr. Kornmal."

The man outside the cell gazed upon the old man before him before speaking, "Mr. Kornmal was sick today." "He caught an unfortunate case of death this last night, although no one knows that yet."

The old man rolled over in his cot at the sound of a familiar voice, one he had not heard in many a year. He smiled to himself the plan had worked after all these years the plan had finally born fruit. The man at the door passed over a vial through the bars of the cell to the old man, "polyjuice" was the only word spoken the old man nodded. The man at the door glanced behind himself at the door leading to the stairs.

Looking back at the old man he spoke, "the is a prisoner transfer happening later today." "The prisoner is being sent to Briton for the dementor's kiss and he has volunteered to die quickly looking like you as you are transferred looking like him." "We will stop them as they land in Briton and save you that is the plan." "Good luck and take the potion in an hour." After this the man walked back down the hallway and out the door.

London(orphanage)

Sarah Benton was a simple nine year old girl she was, at all times, full of happiness and cheer no matter the situation. She woke up at six thirty every morning and went through her morning ritual. After checking in with Mr. Barns, the warden of the orphanage, she headed out the door to start her rounds in the local bazaar. She stopped immediately after opening the door when she spotted the basket sitting on the door mat to the building. In her usual manner she picked up the basket without a care in the world and looked inside.

Her eyes softened at the sight of a baby with black hair and green eyes staring up at her in curiosity. Without a second thought she brought the basket back inside and went to the wardens office.

Mr. Barns looked up from his desk at the sound of a knock on his door. It was to early to be an official. "Come in" he spoke. Raising his eyebrow at the sight of Sarah coming in with a basket in her hands he sat back in his chair to watch her. Sarah sat the basket on his desk before sitting in the chair opposite the desk. Mr. Barns sigh because he knew what was in the basket even as he pulled aside the blanket covering the baby. He looked over at Sarah seeing her giving him a begging look before sighing again. He gave her a stern look before speaking "if he stays you are looking after him" he stated. She looked up to him and smiled the biggest smile she could

A/N sorry this took so long but as I said I am making this up and desiding the direction it will go as I write it.

I hope that you are able to tell who I am talking about in the third part if not then it will be a surprise for you later on.

I do not know if they have them in Briton but the orphanage is government run so they do not make any money but the government pays for food and bills.

This chapter feels like it is missing something if anyone finds out what that is please tell me.

As always please read and review I am always willing to listen to advice and constructive criticism