Black Angels

Chapter 1: Happy Birthday

2 months after the time when the prologue took
place...

“Four ... Three ... Two ... One ... Happy birthday to me!” whispered a young man in his bed on this night of
the 30th of July.
However, he wasn’t just any old young man; for a first, he was a wizard (which is not something you
find around every corner, do you?). After you considered that, you had to consider his appearance:
black, messy, shoulder length hair. He was also tall, but no longer built like a teenage boy who suffered
from malnutrition, as his appearance started to lean more towards that of a young man who didn’t have any
problem burning away all the fat and calories that came his way.
But the most startling thing about this man were his eyes; they were a color as rare as the gem the color
in question was named for: a bright emerald green, that sparkled in the night as he climbed out of bed
and into the summer darkness of his room. Just after that came an infamous scar on his forehead, shaped
like a lightning bolt. The scar had marked him above all other wizards as the one who would try to save the
wizarding and Muggle worlds alike, by killing the one who had bestowed it upon him, a Dark wizard called
Lord Voldemort. Harry Potter, however, (for that was the young wizard name, of course) had came to call him
‘The Dark Tosser who should leave his snake alone and jump from the first window he found on his way’ or
more simply, “The Dark Tosser”.
So, as his words could have explained to you, that summer night wasn’t an ordinary night for Harry; it
was his seventeenth birthday. In the wizarding world, the seventeenth birthday is almost as important as the
eleventh; because at age eleven one receives his or her letter admitting him or her into a wizarding
school, and at seventeen, one comes of age and is allowed to use magic outside of the school grounds.
They also, at that age, receives his or her inheritance (if they have one) from wills from dead
relatives, or as Harry realized a few seconds later, letters from other dead beloved ones, as a large owl
tapped at his window.
As he had never seen this owl before, Harry hurried to his window to get the letter attached to the owl’s
leg. Unrolling the scroll, he realized that there were two pieces of parchment attached; reading the smaller one
first, he was even more intrigued when he saw Gringott’s seal on it.
“Dear Mr. Potter,
Please find attached a letter from A. Dumbledore, who gave me this letter to be delivered to you on your
seventeenth birthday.
Happy Birthday!
Waranda, Director of Gringott’s Bank”
Greatly moved by the mention of his now-deceased mentor, Harry unrolled the second letter to read Albus
Dumbledore’s last message.
“My dear Harry,
If you’re reading this letter, it means two things: first, you turned 17, so Happy Birthday! [ A small
cake was drawn below this, which brought a smile to Harry’s face.]
Then, on the downside, it also means that I can’t be here in person to celebrate that day, either because
I’m dead or because I chose to disappear, who knows? Anyway, here are my last pieces of advice in your
quest of the Horcruxes. (I’m sure that for a second, you thought that you’d have to do it all by yourself,
didn’t you?)
First, since you have come of age you will receive your full inheritance, meaning that until now, you
didn’t have your full wizarding capacities (For your own good it seemed, my boy, seeing your temper). If
you don’t believe me, try a simple spell with your wand, you’ll see the result.”
As he indeed didn’t believe him, Harry took his wand, and whispered “Lumos” causing a light to come from his
wand that almost blinded him. Now assured that Dumbledore was telling the truth in his letter, he
resumed his reading,
“Told you!
So, now, you’ll be able to track down the Horcruxes. “How?” you ask. It’s simple, my dear boy. All you need
to do is touch your scar, close your eyes, and wave your wand while saying, ‘Trovare l’inizio’; this will
help you to find the pieces of Voldemort, i.e.: the Horcruxes which you much destroy by any mean.
On your way, I know for sure that you’ll meet two important people. They keep one of the Horcruxes, but
because I was their Secret keeper, I couldn’t reveal their location. However, now that I’m ... away, they
will be the first you’ll find. Trust them, and please don’t hate me for hiding them from you.
Good luck, my dear boy, and please try to convince your heart not to seek for revenge”
Moved and intrigued by his mentor’s antics, Harry decided to sleep a little and while he waited for his
two best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger to arrive at his doorstep to try Dumbledore’s spell.
{...}
A few hours later, as Harry finished packing his trunk, he heard his name being called from his uncle’s
backyard, and as he quickly reduced his trunk’s size so it would fit in his pocket, he rushed to the door
to find a tall boy with red hair, and a smaller girl with brown hair which used to be bushy but wasn’t as
bad anymore (since Mrs. Weasley had taught her some spells she could use to control her hair). Ron and
Hermione had finally arrived, and with them he could start his final adventure.
TBC...


I know it’s short, but I need some chapters to set the story up :)


Review!!

AN : Trovare l’inizio means \'find the origin\' in italian ... Nice little spell I made up, huh ?