Something I whipped up in boredom. It's kind of an AU. I might continue it, if three people will review…

Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling. Do I really need to say this?

Prologue

Once upon a time there was a great kingdom, rich and prosperous. It was ruled by a kind and loving king. He was well known for his generosity, and was loved by his people and feared by his enemies. One day, he was stopped in the street by an old gypsy woman. She predicted the deaths of his family and himself. The king, worried, realized he needed an heir to continue to rule after him. So he married a young brunette by the name of Lily, and together they had a son, Prince Harold who had bewitching green eyes and wild black hair, a gift from his mother's side. And they lived together for a happy five years and the castle was full of laughter. One fateful day, the King was strolling in the castle when he heard the soft laughter of his wife from inside a room. He opened the door to find her in the arms of one of his knights. Stricken with grief and betrayal, he ordered for her to be beheaded and for the knight to be hanged for his crime. His sadness swept throughout the kingdom, and it was no longer filled with joy and laughter. Finally, after one long year of searching, he found himself another wife. She had long, red hair and an infectious laugh, and soon Harry found himself with a younger brother and even younger sister by the names of Ronald and Virginia. The two were born with green eyes and flaming red hair, just like their mother, which pleased the king. The family spent many joyous years together, and for once in a long time the king was happy. But that was not to last. The Queen, whose name was Molly, caught ill overnight and died the next day. Once again the king's heart was broken, and he turned cold and bitter. He and his sons drifted apart, his eldest son Harry already a young man of the age of twenty-five. The kingdom withered and died. But things were not to stay this way. One sunny day the king was walking in his kingdom when he came across a beautiful young woman, whom he instantly fell in love with. However, it was rumored that this woman was an evil sorceress. The king ignored these warnings. Not long after it was to be known that the king had remarried the woman, of whose name was Narcissa. And together, the king had one last son.



And this son was named Draco…