Prologue

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"Talking"

Dream/Memory/Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV

Prologue

Saturday, 2 May 1998

HJP's POV

Harry closed his eyes. Up in the sky the moon was barely visible. It was still just a first quarter after all. The best time to fight a Werewolf since the New Moon had just been a week prior. They'd be too weak... yet, still quite powerful.

Harry sighed as he heard Voldemort taunt him. Harry didn't want to fight. That was the last thing on his mind. He opened his eyes at feeling the moon and looked up towards the sky at the moonlight that managed to get to him through the Forbidden Forest.

"Avada Kedavra."

–WSM–

PB's POV

Pitch woke up from his slumber confused. Pain. So much pain. He hadn't felt this much pain since the Dark Ages. He transported to Northwest Scotland. He hid in the shadows and looked up towards the sky to find that the moon was hidden by clouds. He approached the corpses of people in the castle. A teenager was in the middle of them all, kneeling on the floor and holding his head as he cried. Pitch made a move to touch him and the young lad hurried to his feet and out of his hold.

"No... no..."

Pitch sighed. A new-born.

"I can see you."

The boy's eyes grew, looking back.

"You're the first one. What's...?"

"You died." Pitch put in and started walking around. He looked at the dead bodies. Looked like Green Eyes had been in the middle of a war when he was turned... "From this people looks..."

"I killed them." Pitch frowned and looked at the lad. "One passed right through me, then another when he tried to check on the first and another and another... when I understood that it really was me... I was surrounded and then... I shrieked in pain..." the teenager pointed around. "Everyone in the whole castle died."

The power of death... Pitch looked up at the Moon still hidden by the clouds. Was this your plan, old Friend? Death and Destruction?

"Welcome to the world of the neglected, Lad." Pitch bowed to the boy with a lot of twirl. "My name's Pitch Black. You may know me as Bogeyman."

"You're joking, right?"

"You are alive after dying and just killed an entire castle with your shriek like a banshee and you question if I'm the Bogeyman?" Pitch asked amused.

"But... Bogeyman isn't real..."

"And banshees are?"

The teenager shrugged.

"Magic is... I'm... was... a Wizard."

"Have you ever believed in Santa Claus?" a shook. "Easter Bunny?" a confused shook. "Toothfairy?" a roll of eyes and a pointed look. "Not even Sandman?"

"They don't exist!"

This was too good. Pitch couldn't help it and laughed.

"Oh, my Boy. How much you were neglected."

Pitch approached the teenager, who immediately tensed in fear of being touched. Pitch would've have to teach him how to learn to control himself, but for now...

"No... don't..." the boy's eyes grew as Pitch didn't just fall down dead. He looked at Pitch with increased found wonder. "Wha...?"

"We're immortal beings." Pitch explained. "Now, your name."

The lad blushed deep red.

"Harry Potter... sir." The teenager even bowed his head.

Pitch nodded and stepped back into the darkness as the moon finally reappeared. The moon was 7 days young. So that was why. It was weak... not at full power... and with the war... the lad would've be moved before the night ended. A stick in a white skinned man's hand started shining. Harry looked at it for a long time, before he approached and picked it up. Just as he picked it a stone come flying from the forest as well as a cloak... a robe actually. The two objects surrounded him and then, finally the robe fell over his back as the stone appeared on his neck, hanging by a necklace. The boy looked at his stick and then pointed it towards the sky.

"Accio!" he closed his eyes and waited.

Pitch stayed in the shadows as Manny worked. Harry was still in transformation. He couldn't hurry the Man in the Moon up... principally so afar from the full moon. It was best to let Manny not know that Harry had made contact yet. A flying broom appeared and stopped by Harry's side. Harry opened his eyes and looked at it. With a sigh, the teenager grabbed it. Just as he did the moon light befell on the broom that started trashing.

Harry's skin started going whiter and his features started becoming more marked. He looked like he was becoming even more skeleton... until, finally, the teenager glared up towards the moon, mid-transformation. He jumped up to his broom and flew into the darkness. Into Pitch's waiting arms. Pitch smirked and transported with the new-born through the shadows to the Burgess. Pitch looked at Harry's green eyes, only to find it even more accentuated than ever. Yet his skeleton-like look started subsiding until his face was back towards 'normal'.

"What was Moon trying to do to me?"

"Complete your transformation into a creature of Death and Destruction."

Harry's eyes grew and he shook in anger and pain. Pitch let him. His shadows and Fearlings feeding off the boy as he fell on his knees and cried. Cried and cried until he had no more tears. Until his throat went raw with the amount of screaming.

Pitch wondered what had been Manny's real intention with the boy. Could the Man in the Moon really had wanted to turn him into a creature of death? That was just too evil and nothing alike what Pitch pictured him capable...

"Pitch..." Harry rasped out through a raw sore throat. Pitch hummed as the green eyes looked back through dark bangs. "I need to make Moon pay. Take back from it what it took from me."

If Harry was human he'd be coughing blood with the way he kept overusing his throat. He was used to pain, that much was obvious.

"Man in the Moon has four Guardians on Earth. Four Guardians that he cares about." Harry listened to Pitch's words like a sponge. "The way to get to him is through them."

"So be it."

Anger... so much anger in Harry's shadow. A whole month of screaming and crying until the lad could barely move... oh, the Guardians would not know what hit them!

(TBC)

I wasn't planning on posting it yet... but the date... I couldn't stop myself

Next chapter: Banshee

~Isys

PS: first posted on 02/05/2017

PS: first posted on 02/05/2017

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