Thanks sooo much for the reviews :)) I'm so happy that you like it so far. Concerning the story: I'm finding it along the road, probably like to keep things as open as possible in case I want to take another turn later on. I'm not yet at the state of being able to tell you exactly where I'm going... on the other hand that allows me to take in some of your preferences so maybe it's not that bad. I really read all of the feedback and will try to answer the reviews per private message. Sorry for not yet doing so but I got stuck to bed with fever last days and there was too much headache to do even writing work (it gets soo boring after some hours of staring at the ceiling... couldn't even watch TV-too bright, loud).

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3) Harry James Potter

Weeks passed by but the little boy had vanished without a trace. Not even the combined efforts of Dumbledore, Hogwarts house elves and ex Death Eater spy Snape could find Britain's hero. The only explanation that Severus could find was that Harry had to be either dead or under heavy wards, not that any of those options were helpful. Dumbledore loathed that he had lost the child and was unable to find it again and to get rid of some tension he punished Severus for his lack of success with the one task that he knew the other would hate the most. His little pet would take over Slughorn's post as potions master after his former teacher retired at the end of the year. He hid the cruel smile behind his grandfatherly mask, knowing full well that he could use Snapes guilt to ask nearly everything of him.

Thanks Lily for leaving me such a willing sheep behind.

Still he couldn't explain how even the house elves had been unable to find the little boy. He had talked to Rirry after the first week but the little being reported that while they had found a trace of apparition outside of Number 4 it got lost after leading to the country side. The small elves had secretly screened the whole area but had been unable to find any clues of the whereabouts of the child. Running out of options the headmaster had to try for damage control and kept it secret that Voldemort's destroyer was missing. The ministry was still busy with cleaning its own house so they accepted his soothing claims of having everything under control. Until the trials of the last Death Eaters were over, he would be able to operate freely and he intended to have the boy back until the authorities had enough time to turn to other tasks.

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Those tasked with finding Harry weren't the only ones going through difficult and challenging times. Harry himself was terrible confused, he didn't know where his parents or uncles were, despite all people around him being completely nice they still weren't his family. What happened? The boy had thought about the adventure park he had been in with paddy and his parents. He had gotten a big portion of candy floss, in the beginning it was great but the stuff glued to his face and fingers and Lily had the hardest time to clean him up again. Despite the sugar stuff incidence it had been a great day and his daddy had taken him on a rollercoaster. His mummy hadn't been happy with it but daddy and paddy said that it was close to flying on a broom.

Harry had been completely devastated as he saw the park now. It was completely empty of people and everything was closed. His daddy wasn't there, there was no one. Of course there wasn't no one but the night guard thought he was having a bad dream and tried to blame too much coffee on it. Not a minute before there had suddenly a baby boy appeared on camera 14. It had gone blurry for two seconds and then wupp out of nowhere a child stood in front of the biggest rollercoaster in the park. That had to be a trick from some youths trying to confuse him of course. Little children don't appear out of nowhere... but...

The night didn't went too well for Mr. Anthony not only had he discovered that the child was real, he also had to call authorities and they didn't believe him that the boy appeared out of nowhere. They checked all of the security cameras only come to the same conclusion as the guard: it should be impossible. After the police left he could only pray that he would be spared anymore weird stuff for the rest of the night.

Harry in meantime slept through most of the ordeal. Getting exhausted from everything he had been through and also from accidentally apparating only to discover that his family wasn't anywhere to be found, he didn't really process everything that happened. The police handed the child to child service and were tasked to find the boy's family. They suspected a serious case of neglect because how else would a child end up alone in an adventure park past midnight in November without any warm cloths and only a blanket? Maybe the parents wanted to get rid of the little fellow? As the young social worker took the child he couldn't understand why anyone would be cruel to such a nice calm little boy. While the child slept they let some doctors check over the serious looking cut and went through the things that the child had with him. There was the letter discovered.

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Dear Petunia,

I'm quite sorry that our contact has to happen due such serious circumstances. As you surely know, your sister had been in hiding due to being targeted by the dark lord of our world. Sadly I have to inform you that her husband and she were killed at Hallow's eve as they were hit by an evil curse and only young Harry survived miraculously. As you are the only family that the boy has left now, I'm sure you will take the child in and raise him like your own son. His mother also left the boy with a protection that will keep you all save during the next years until it is time for Harry to return to his own world. With reading this letter you agree to give the child a home until he turns 17 and it is important for the protection that he can always return to your house.

Again I'm saddened that I can only give you my condolence. I remain with understanding and compassion for your loss,

yours sincerely

Albus Wulfric Percival Brian Dumbledore

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They had already read many confusing and crazy things in their life but this was breaking a new record. They weren't quite sure at how serious they could take any information from the letter that was written on real parchment and had been sealed with wax. They had of course taken pictures from the seal before breaking it but they couldn't really find any references to the big H with the snake, lion and two more animals that looked like an eagle and a badger. Then they had taken several pictures from the letter itself before sending it to the forensic lab. It would take a while to analyse not only the quality of parchment, wax and ink but also the handwriting itself. So far they only had suspicions but there were huge clues in the letter that pointed into direction of some probably dangerous cult.

The officers which took over the case of "Harry" were concerned about the mentioning of a "dark lord", "their world" in the sense of they were secluded from the normal world was also fighting because it pointed into the direction of a large amount of people that could live more or less autarkic. So they had to count on great numbers. Concerning was also the mentioning of "dark", "curse" and "protection" which pointed towards a magical probably satanistic cult and such people were dangerous because they couldn't be faced with common sense. They also tended to be fanatic and the hierarchic order that was mentioned with the "dark lord" didn't do anything to calm their nerves. All in all it got quite clear after a few hours that the boy was probably most lucky to be away from those crazy people.

Some more worrying facts about the letter was the mentioning of the names. Of course they would search long for a woman called Petunia even if they knew that she had a sister which she probably wasn't in contact with for years. At least the tone of the letter suggested as much. Petunia wasn't an unusual name and it was most likely that she had never been involved with the law before so they didn't really have a good clue. Different was with the Dumbledore man, of course the computer hadn't yet found anything and after some hours they suspected that it was a pseudonym but who was so vain to invent five names and what did that tell them about the character of the writer. It also spoke of a huge amount of confidence in himself to leave the letter signed with his full name, that let to a few conclusions. First who ever wrote it was sure that only Petunia would get and read the letter. Second even if he signed with his full name no one would be able to find him through it. Third he probably didn't care that he committed a serious case of child neglect with leaving the boy wherever it had been that he left him.

At the police station they already had gathered some information about the case. Some of the officers had not only checked all the cameras from the park for some possibly revealing takes on other people or any form of activity, they had also searched the surrounding area for any kind of Petunia or clues about where the boy had come from. It had been in vain though. There weren't really any people living close by the adventure park as it was build in a business area. Only cafés, restaurants and large car selling enterprises had been located there. Oddly enough there were also no cars filmed at the parking spaces or anyone which had entered the place during the night. They didn't believe that the child could have survived there many hours even if it hadn't been filmed by the cameras before (due to some miracle) so they were rightly confused how the boy had suddenly appeared. It also was odd that he had been filmed by three cameras and all of them had malfunctioned for two seconds as the boy appeared... they didn't want to believe in coincidence but had no explanation. Their experts would check the cameras and the system for any kind of manipulation but they weren't positive to find something as it would have been highly convenient to use a place like an adventure park to get rid of a child especially knowing that there were most likely cameras to be found. Why not simply dropping the boy in a back street? All of them shook their heads there were so many details which didn't fit together.

The DNA test would possibly clear up who the parents of the boy were but the laboratory already worked overtime as they had three major cases at the moment and there was months old work to work through with all the terrorist acts around the country. No one knew how many of the gas explosions had been caused by terrorists but they knew that the increase on accidents over the last years weren't normal.

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Harry woke up in an orphanage. It was of course standard procedure to hand a found child into the care of the government until the confusing circumstances had been cleared but the small boy didn't know that. He only knew that he still had no idea where his parents were or what exactly had happened at the empty adventure park. The guardian of the smaller children in the orphanage was a young woman with brown long hair which was caught up in a bun. She had a friendly smile but was still somewhat insecure as she hadn't yet much practice with children. She only had started working there this summer after finishing her education. Mrs. Hallows or Jane how the children were to call her, had a lovely heartfelt smile and she was very kind to Harry. That was the reason why Harry didn't understand his fear and hatred. As he had first opened his eyes he had known that he was in an orphanage and he had also known what that meant. He hadn't known why he would posses such a knowledge but as he had to fight against the urge of smashing something he hadn't had the time to think closer about it. Only as he had wanted to start playing with the other children, the inner feeling of fear and hatred had reached a complete new level.

"Ignorant Muggles. Why do I have to end up in such a place again. I have never believed in hell but it seems that something like god may really exist and it has a wicked sense of humor."

Harry wasn't sure what he had heard but he knew that it was inside of him as all of the others around him didn't seem to hear anything. The voice sounded familiar even if he wasn't able to place it. He decided to think back and hoped that the voice would be able to hear him as well.

"Hello?"

There was a long pause. The silence was only interrupted by a feeling of wariness and surprise maybe also curiosity.

"You can hear me."

It wasn't a question but Harry was happy that he hadn't only dreamed that he had heard that voice. He decided to ask some questions.

"Who are you?"

"You don't remember the night?"

Then Harry suddenly knew why the voice seemed familiar... the green light... the laughter.

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Tom Riddle better known and feared as Lord Voldemort couldn't believe in what kind of predicament he had found himself in. He had entered the small family house in Gothric's Hollow and easily killed James Potter. After being amused with not facing any resistance worth mentioning he went up to where the nursery was and where Lily Potter tried to shield her son from him. As he entered the room he was disgusted by himself not that he would ever say so aloud but standing in front of a begging mother trying to defend her baby wasn't a scene that he had envisioned for himself as youth. Yes he had wanted power and glory, had wanted to be known and respected even feared but for his strength and power not for insane cruelness. Greatness was nothing that could be achieved by killing an infant. Of course he had no regret with killing Lily Potter but he took a second to ask himself how he could have ended up in such a scene the first place.

Lack of morality was still miles away from insane cruelness. Yes he had never cared about the useless definition of dark vs. light and good vs. evil but while he always had used all means to reach his goals he had also prided himself for his superior intellect and rationality. How rational was it to head after a baby because of the mumblings of a fraud and without even knowing the entire prophecy? Not that it was to change and as he pointed his wand at the small boy who stared back at him he may have been disappointed with the outcome of the situation but found enough hatred to simply fire the killing curse. Maybe the hatred was fuelled by jealousy because the boy had a mother ready to protect her child with her life. Parents that cared enough for him to give up everything so their boy would be safe. His own mother hadn't even wanted to life on for him to raise him... she had simply given up.

It was only a second of not paying attention that caused his downfall. He hadn't calculated on anything unusual and wasn't prepared that his curse would deflect and hit him into his chest. The pain was crucial he screamed in agony as his body burned to ashes and he felt ripped apart. Weakness swept over him, as well as more pain. Then there was only darkness as he fell to unconsciousness.

His current state was nothing he could really describe, incredible weak and unable to even open his eyes. Voldemort was oddly aware that something was going on and that there were times when more sensations would reach him than others but it was like he was caught in a mist. Unable to penetrate the blurriness he decided to rest more and try to gather some strength. It took the soul shard unknown time and several attempts until he was at least able to figure out where he was and what was going on. If he had known what he would find beneath the mist he would have gladly declined trying to break through it in the first place.

As he opened the eyes, he suddenly was aware that it weren't his own eyes and that he wasn't alone inside the body he currently resided in it. Without disturbing the other consciousness that was also in the body and only was separated from him through a wall of mist, he checked on his new body and was shocked to discover that he was inside a child. His shock only deepened as he had to meet "Jane" and hear her calling him Harry. His brain worked fast and as he wasn't called brilliant for nothing he concluded that a part of his soul had been transferred to the boy as the killing curse rebounded. Not that that wasn't bad enough on its own he also had to land inside of an orphanage. Old pain and hatred burned inside him and he knew that some of his feelings penetrated the mist that shielded the boy from him.

"Ignorant Muggles. Why do I have to end up in such a place again. ..."

His thoughts were accompanied by how he would always recognize such an awful place no matter how many years passed. He really thought the god hated him, some part of him knew that he didn't deserved anything better but...

His thoughts were interrupted as he discovered that Harry could hear him. He could also feel the fear coming from the boy as he discovered who he was. Probably realising only now, that it hadn't been a bad dream and that his mummy wouldn't come back to him. Not that he could care at the moment as he fought against his own disgust as he looked into Jane's face. Even after decades away from that vile place he could still hear the maniac laughs from the patron as she locked him into the dark basement as punishment for accidental magic. All thought that he had learned wandless magic because he had been a prodigy no one realized that he was either learning to control it and use it to defend himself or die at the hands of those disgusting muggles. His first four years at the orphanage had been the worst. In the beginning they only found him odd because he had been silent, not crying or laughing but after his first bouts of accidental magic they had started to fear him and call him the devils child. They had called for an exorcist and had punished him with locking him into complete darkness for days. He had become starved and pale traits that the other children saw as weakness and ganged up on him. If he hadn't learned control over his powers he would have died, his luck was that he had been smart enough to figure out how to attack others and not get caught while doing so. After a while they really had good reasons to fear him and stay clear of him but that didn't mean that he had hated the place any less.

That he had to return to such a place ever again. There weren't many things that could make Voldemort shiver but the idea of his punishment being to live through something like that again, again being caught in a weak defenceless body of a child all of that made even him feeling fear again.

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Part 3 :) hope you had fun. Ideas, additions, critique (constructive) is always welcome... Why house elves and Co are unable to find Harry will be covered in the next part. Sorry for making you wait. See you soon.