Prologue

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"Talking"

'Thinking'

{Talking on the fireplace/Two-way mirror}

–Parseltongue–

Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others

Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV


Prologue

When had the life of one Harry James Potter ever been easy?

Honestly! Why had he even pondered in having an easy life?

How had he even considered that he could be normal?

To wed, have kids, be happy...

But such a thing was not to Harry James Potter. No. He was far from normal.

How else would he find himself in this predicament?

How else had he found himself with the man he sees as grandfather as an enemy?

How else had he adopted the most hated Professor in whole Hogwarts?

How else had he let Tom Riddle into his life?

...

How else had he allowed the killer of his parents into his heart?

–PF–

Friday, 15 August 1975

AMM's POV

"Aiden!" Harry turned as he ran towards the entrance to see Green Octopus and Beetle descending the stairs. "Wha...?"

"Found anything?" Harry asked back, interrupting them.

The two shook their heads, Harry could tell from behind their masks how they were confused.

"White Owl fell." The two nodded as the four Death Eaters moved around them protectively. "Purple Octopus took her and her guardians' bodies away... the only one missing is Frog's squad. This means downstairs."

"What about the enemy?" one of the Death Eaters asked, that Harry recognized the voice as Augustus Rockwood's.

"The Dark Lord is with him."

At once four Death Eaters made a move towards the corridor Harry had come from. Harry stopped them.

"Mars, we have to... the Dark Lord..."

"Are you calling him weak?" Harry asked back, angrily.

The Death Eaters shook their heads, stepping back at once from Harry's angry magic.

"What happened in there, Maid?" Green Octopus asked, approaching and putting a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"The vampire... he can turn who he kills into his personal puppets... we had to... to kill them... an army of Aurors... Malfoy, Black, White Owl, Kingsley..."

Green Octopus pulled Harry to his chest and Harry found he was crying.

"They would have preferred that than to be puppets." The ginger argued. "What about Sissy?"

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