Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Edited by Irihi Safaia

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Prologue

Everywhere was dark. The forest was deserted. There was no trace of animals or any other living beings present here. Total silence. It was as if the place itself was dead.

A blinding gold light shone through the dark night. Something, or rather, someone, appeared from what seemed like the source of the light. The light faded as suddenly as it appeared, and a dark figure fell onto the forest ground.

The figure let out a small groan before pushing himself up from the ground. His eyes swept around swiftly, taking in every detail of his surroundings. Under the dark black hair, his eyebrows furrowed.

Where was he?