🦁chapter 1 :the mistake🦁

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When it rains on your parade look up rather than down without rain theirs no rainbow

It was one minute past midnight on the day of hope for a teenager we all know named as Harry Potter...

The sound of the wind howling in the trees of the forest and the movement of the leaves and the rain dancing until they depart on their last journey.
Harry sat on the windowsill watching as they dropped against the floor annoyed at the ticking sound of the clock.Harry stood up and grabbed his invisibility cloak and he left burgundy and gold common room; regretting his choice when he first entered Hogwarts five years ago...he let his feet wonder the dark halls of Hogwarts, without any source if he got lost don't mistake the fact that it was in-fact stupid,and he should know everywhere around the school by now however no one did only Dumbledore knew.as he wondered around he noticed all the stairs pointed down not moving like the magic in the school had stopped or died he went down the stairs cautiously in a constant loop of thoughts that he would die as he got near the bottom of school,he came across a door with a sign stating that it was the entrance to the dungeon.he hesitantly opened the door he saw a brown mop of hair as he slowly walked closer,he could see Dumbledore in front of him exact replicas of his parents.2 minutes later he has come to the conclusion that they were his parents. he was about to run to them when he saw Ron, Hermione, Ginny and molly came in and they all including Dumbledore were throwing dark spells at them .Harry sat and bit his lip to keep in his silent screams and sobs.He couldn't bare to watch so he turned around as he done that his cloak fell of and he was revealed to everyone they were looking at him with murderous eyes and his only thought at that second was to get out he grabbed his wand that was in his cloak pocket and disappeared leaving behind silver and emerald swirls behind scared for his life."fuck"Dumbledore shouted and in rage casted one final spell at them they fell to the cold dusty cement holding hands dying together as best friends as they were actually cousins...

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