A/N To the various critics: Once upon a time, when I first wrote this story there were quotations; however, in the course of ten years of this site's updates they seemed to have disappeared.

Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own anything remotely Harry Potter. This was written purely for my own personal pleasure not for money. However reviews are welcomed.

Author: Shadow

Title: A Different Harry, Year One

Prologue

July 21st, 1991

"Albus, it's been a week and he's hasn't responded. The boy probably doesn't even know what he is. I told you when you left him there that they were the worst sort of muggles imaginable. If Lily knew he was placed with her sister she'd be heart broken." Minerva spoke tersely.

"What do you wish for me to do, Minerva?" Albus asked steepling his fingers.

"Send someone to his house to explain." She replied.

The white bearded man sighed, "Very well. You, Severus, and I will go tomorrow."

"Thank you, Albus."

"Of course, Minerva."

~ding dong~ The door bell rang.

"Just a minute." A shrill voice cried. The door opened revealing a horse looking women. She eyed them distastefully. "What do you want?"

"We wish to see Mr. Potter?" came the jovial voice of the Headmaster, wearing sky blue ropes with fluttering bees on them.

"He's not here. The ungrateful freak ran away six years ago. Not that I care; hopefully he got himself killed off." With that Mrs. Petunia Dursley slammed the door closed.

The three wizards looked in confusion at the shut door.

McGonagall gathering her thoughts turned to the Headmaster, "I told you that you shouldn't have left him here. She doesn't even care it he's alive."

"Headmaster, though I loath to admit it, Potter is needed. If the Wizarding World finds he's missing they'll go into a panic", spoke Snape.

"Yes, yes you're both right. Now then, what's done is done. We must find young Mr. Potter. Comperio Locus de Harry James Potter*" Albus swished his wand, glittering blue words appeared stating.

Harry James Potter

Location: Los Angeles, California

United States of America

"Well, it seems Mr. Potter has left the country. We will have to search for him."

(A/N I know it's short but tell me what you think. Good, bad, advice, help criticism, or ideas are welcome.)

* with thanks to Gshans for the improved spell and suggestions.