A/N: Hey there I wouldn't mind a beta reader for this story. Am having to re-write this one as I can't get into my old page which was casper01 so am having to re-write everything.

Chapter 1

It was just the beginning of the summer holidays and sixteen-year-old Harry Potter had arrived back at the Dursley's that very morning. He wasn't particularly looking forward to spending the entire summer there.

Jolting awake with a start, he sat in bed rubbing his tired eyes and put on his glasses and looked at the time as he switched on his lamp, he saw it was eleven thirty two in the evening. It was going to be a long evening he thought as he swung his legs over the side of his bed and stood up. Walking over to his trunk as he wanted something to read so he would get tired again as he was wide awake at the moment.

Opening his trunk, he found it was a mess with dirty clothes, pieces of parchment and other stuff he had collected during his time away at school. Pulling outa book, he closed his trunk and turned around. As he looked at his bed, he saw there was a thick book on the covers that had not been there before.

Waking back to his bed, he cautiously reached out and touched it with the tips of his fingers, feeling it maybe a Portkey. When nothing happened, he reached out wondering how it had got there. Seeing it was dusty, he grabbed a sock from the floor and began whipping it clean.

When the dust was cleared, Harry saw it had a dark green cover that it looked pretty old with a beautiful trio of red circles in the centre that formed a triangle. Curious, he opened it slowly and the cover creaked and rustled as he turned it over.

The first page was brown with age and appeared to have been muted handled, but was still in good condition. It bore the words

The Book of Shadows and the same triangle made of circles, but much smaller. The words made him gasp; he had heard of such books in which wizards and witches used them to keep spells, charms, herbs and sometimes kept them as diaries.

Excited and even more curious now, Harry eagerly opened the next page. Some sort of Incantation was neatly written in back ink. Never thinking of the consequences, he began reading it outlaid.

Invoking the power spell

"Hear now the words of witches, the secrets we hid in the night.

The oldest of gods are invoked here; in this hour, i call up on the ancient

power to me, i want the power. Give me the power"

Hmmm, Harry made a thoughtful noise without noticing. He turned page after page admiring the pictures of scary looking creatures. Empath freeing spell he read and didn't know what it mean. On the next page he saw a monster wit red skin and black lines all over it, and black eyes. The words below read

Beware of this demonic soldier, of fortune. Both powerful and dangerous, he has destroyed endless witches and innocents and demons. As sinister and intelligent, he is not to be trusted. Balthazore's known abilities including throwing energy balls and shimmering from place to place, but doubtful that his powers limit to these because there is no knowing way to defeat him. Balthazor should be avoided at all costs.

Harry shivered slightly thinking this monster sounded worse than Voldemort and was about to turn to the next page when the pages suddenly began moving by themselves, flipping back until the book slammed shut and he found himself staring at the cover. He tried opening it again but found it wouldn't budge.

Sighing with frustration, he moved it off his lap and stood up, when he noticed the red triangle was glowing brighter and brighter and it suddenly changed to a golden colour and the book itself turned into a ball of golden light hovering above the bed. Standing back Harry saw the light move from the bed to right in front of him. His legs were want ting to move but he found them frozen to the spot in shock.

Catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror he saw the light move even closer and seep right into his chest, gasping, he looked down feeling no different as he touched it. That was until he felt light headed and collapsed into a heap on the floor as darkness over came him.

A/N: If you notice any spelling mistakes i am sorry as its been a long time since i have written anything and really need a beta reader for this story.