|Albus Potter and The Sword of the Lost Wizard
Author: Thunderchild525 PM
Albus Potter is starting his first year at Hogwarts with his cousin Rosie. But not everything is as it seems. His strange dreams may lead to the discovery of the greatest wizarding secret of all timeRated: Fiction T - English - Albus S. P. - Chapters: 8 - Words: 12,389 - Reviews: 13 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 03-14-10 - Published: 02-03-08 - id: 4052226
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My first Harry Potter fanfic.
Disclaimer: i DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER
Albus Potter and the Sword of The Lost Wizard
Chapter 1: Dreams and Beginnings
I'm having that dream again. It seems so real the way I see it played out before my eyes. I ask myself: is it a dream or will it become a reality?
Albus Potter stands on a stretch of dark road. The sky has grown black as pitch. His black air rippled on his head even though there was no wind, his black robes flapping around his legs. Circular glasses were perched upon his nose, slightly fogged.
Here and there, strewn about the ground were grey, faded and cracked tombstones. He was in a graveyard.
He walked up to a particularly interesting grave that had caught his eye. A wizard wearing the most peculiar robes was set upon a short block of grey stone. It was designed like a black track suit except with a deep hood and bagger pants. A sword , that seemed to reflect the light of the moon, was grasped in the wizard's left hand, blade pointed towards the sky. Albus approached the statue, a hand reaching out to touch the sword.
"All that you know is at and end."
Albus whirled around. A figure that was a dead on impression of the stone wizard stood in front of Albus. The figure knocked Albus against the grave stone. He could barely make out the name on the grave.
"Albus." He stirred slightly.
"Albus wake up."
He woke up to find himself on a surprisingly comfortable seat. He straightened up and looked out the window next to him. The countryside was zooming by. He looked at the seat across from him. A brunette girl sat there smiling at him.
"Are you alright?" asked the brunette girl in a worried voice.
"Yeah thanks Rosie." replied Albus.
"We're almost to Hogwarts. Said Rosie barely able to contain her excitement
"Great." replied Albus looking out the window again. Something in his voice must have betrayed his feelings.
Rosie looked worriedly at him
"Are you having that dream again?" she inquired. Albus nodded still not meeting her eyes.
"I almost saw the whole first name this time." continued Albus turning his gaze back to Rosie. She sighed
"Why is it so important for you to see this? "she asked
"I'm sure I'm seeing this for a reason." said Albus. He felt the train creek to a stop. He looked out the window. They had arrived at Hogsmeade station. Out side the compartment, he could hear footsteps along the corridor. He beckoned to Rosie."Let's go." he said and opened the compartment door.