1 Prologue(Edited)

Warnings!

I'm new to writing stories so take it easy too, English is not my first language and I'm going to use google translate.

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I'm no genius or anything, but when someone dies and appears floating in a dark place, it only means two things to me.

Or am I crazy.

Or I'm about to reincarnate.

I mean, maybe this could be a waiting room, I don't know.

One of these options has to be right...

*Muffled voices*

Well, something is definitely coming, I just hope I don't have a baby reincarnation, from what I've read in the stories, this will only serve to humiliate me over time.

*screams*

Well, someone's pissed off, and the way the sound approaches, probably with me.

*louder screams*

Honestly, I really wish I wasn't crazy and this voice was in my head.

But if I'm going to have a voice in my head, I'd go with Morgan Freeman's, he's just...

"...oy! wake up soon! I don't have time for you to waste! Get out of the car!"

Even with such a gentle request I couldn't move, my senses are strange.

I feel numb, my body is numb, my senses confused, but even numb I feel a tug from where I am.

"Accelerate boy! I don't have all day!" Screaming again, probably because of my delay.

With one last tug, my body shifts, and after bumping into something, I'm forced to my feet.

And maybe from screaming or going outside, my senses start to return and over the course of a few seconds I feel conscious again, I move to look around me and see who's screaming...

I finally get a look around and am faced with a nasty sight, a huge mammoth screaming...screaming, in front of a two-story house.

And looking from a distance, all - and I mean exactly that, all - the houses are exactly the same, on the copy and paste level.

"Go inside now! I don't want to hear another peep from you, understand?" The whale? Mammoth? He screams once more, nearly spitting half the ocean in my face.

With his face turning considerably red and seeing that he's starting to walk towards me, I start to think.

After a pause, and deciding on the best option I say, "I'm going... I was just breathing some air..." I was taken aback by my voice.

She's... weird, looks a lot thinner... no, I think it would be better to say... young...

After a pause I go ahead, and assuming it's mine, I grab a dark brown suitcase, along with a snow-white owl(?) and start walking towards the house, still watching and trying my best to absorb every detail in my back.

Entering the house, I try to take a better look at the environment, and of course, I'm interrupted by an animal pushing me to the side.

"I won't repeat myself, go straight to your room, boy!" Pushing me out of the way, he tucks things into a corner and heads up the stairs without even giving me another glance.

My body moves, most likely to "my room", but I stop instantly, realizing my body has moved on its own as soon as I hear the command.

This is not something I would do, especially in an unfamiliar environment.

What a bizarre thing, but I think I can give it a discount, it's my first time reincarnating you know?

I think...

*sigh* *sigh*

Taking a deep breath, I first look around me, I see a common interior, entrance hall, living room, dining room, a staircase that probably leads to the bedrooms and finally a closet under the stairs...

heh, a cupboard under the stairs, you know that raises a red flag...

This... no, it must be nothing...

But could it be?

!!!

Memories come to my mind, new experiences and feelings all come like a truck.

That hurt more than it should have.

Cutting to the chase basically I'm... Harry Potter??

That... wait...

If that's really it, I have magic...

I HAVE MAGIC!!!!!!

Damn, I have magic....

Shit, I have magic!

Shit I'm Harry Potter

Shit.

Dumbledork, Tommy boy, enigmatic bastard, manipulations and war!

heh...

*Sigh*

Well I guess I just have to deal with it right?

If someone from the outside looked towards the protagonist, they would see him standing there, looking at the ground in extreme contemplation.

*Crowww!!* (I don't know how to describe the noise of an owl)

Which was interrupted by a very angry white owl.

Deciding to think about it later, I head upstairs to the harr's room... to my room.

After tripping and almost falling, I finally go inside and lock the door, putting the trunk in the corner and Hedwig(?) next to the window, the only description of the room would be, dusty and empty... meh...

After cleaning - trying to clean - the bed, I lie down and start contemplating everything.

And after thinking a lot, what I can say is that things need to change, and urgently.

But...

I'll change after a nap...

I need to sleep ok! My body and mind are exhausted, and along with the car ride and the infusion of memories, the situation only gets worse.

Even with this uncomfortable bed, I start to slowly fall into dreamland, honestly I think that's enough surprises for today, don't you?

After I wake up, I decide what I'm going to do, damn it... I'm Harry Potter.

[Starting system...]

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Shit!

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