Harry Potter & Merlin’s School of Magic

To say that this story is not of this world would be a bit of an understatement. And if you told Harry at any point in his life with the Dursleys that there was a better way that he could live his life, he would have told you that you were in dire need of some serious therapy. Well, folks, that's this story. Harry isn't who we think he is.

This story begins the day after Harry defeated Voldemort and Dumbledore foolishly placed him with his relatives. But he had no idea that someone had been watching him. Or two people for that matter. The first person was Gladys Larson Tuff, who (after nearly two years of putting up with a cruel husband, a lustful brother-in-law and no children) decided to file for a divorce. Petunia Dursley decided to help Gladys out because "it was the right thing to do." Vernon, her husband, would beg to differ, yet he had no idea that Gladys was a witch and she could do some serious damage if she wanted to.

The second spy was a young girl who carried the name of Willamaerha Thristal. (well, her mother Arista wanted to name her Wilhelmina, but her father Mel misspelled the name and so the poor baby was stuck with it.) Will was only 6 years old and yet she too had known nothing more than suffering and pain. First off, her mother had died when she was a baby and she was cruelly mistreated by her four older brothers Ares, Rafel, Mairten, and Sinfolte. Mel tried to protect his daughter as best as he could, but he thought Will would be better off in a more stable family. Will met the Order of the Phoenix when she was just 4 years old and joined the fight against Lord Voldemort when she was 5 years old.

When Gladys found baby Harry lying on the doorstep of #4, she snapped. "DUMBLEDORE, YOU STUPID BASTARD!!"

"What are you yelling about?" Vernon asked.

"Nothing. Just that that stupid old man decided to put a baby at your front door," Gladys retorted.

"He did WHAT??" Petunia shouted as she came downstairs carrying baby Dudley. "Oh no! What happened?" she gasped as she looked at baby Harry.

"It's Lily," Gladys said after a while. "She and James are dead. And Sirius is going after the guy who killed them." Petunia gasped in horror at the news of her sister's death. "I was very much against Dumbledore leaving Harry with you, so I'm taking him and finding Sirius, if he hasn't caught that rat already." No one spoke another word as the mundane events of the day slowly took over the morning shock.

Meanwhile, Will was hiding in the gardens of the Dursley house. She wasn't alone, for Boulo the family dog came with her. After a quick snack, both girl and dog settled down at Will's secret campsite. Why is she alone, you ask? She was on the run after escaping from her brothers when she was 5 years old and made sure that not even her father could find her. Not that he wouldn't believe her anyway when she said that Ares was becoming more cruel to her every day.

And as for Sirius Black, he had found Peter Pettigrew and was about to confront him when someone else showed up. "Jill?" Peter cried out. "Jill McGuire?" Jill had been Peter's girlfriend; well, until a few months before. "I can't believe you, Peter!" Jill snapped as she approached the wizards. "What have you done?"

"If you're implying that I betrayed James and Lily to Voldemort, you're wrong!" Peter cried.

"You're right," Jill smiled. "Because I betrayed James and Lily to Voldemort!" Sirius gasped in horror. He had no idea that the girlfriend of a Marauder would do something like that to one of his closest friends. It was against nature!

"You stupid bitch!" he screamed as he reached for his wand. "How on earth could you do something like that to Peter?"

"Jill, why?" Peter cried.

"I thought you loved me," Jill cried in a small voice. "But then you snapped and left me after I made just one little mistake."

"ONE LITTLE MISTAKE?? YOU MADE ONE LITTLE FREAKIN' MISTAKE??" Peter screamed. "I can't even look at you now. I am ashamed to even know you. You broke my heart."

"I'm sorry, Peter," Jill tried again.

"Too late, Jill," Peter snapped in finality.

Within a few minutes, an explosion occurred. When the smoke cleared, Jill had disappeared and Sirius and Peter, along with 12 other people, were lying on the ground. The muggle police moved in quicker than the Aurors. One person said, "It's kind of tragic, isn't it?"

"Yeah," said another cop. "Here, we've got explosions and people dropping dead without any warning. Now this." They went searching for the source of the explosion. Just then, an Auror recognized Sirius Black.

"Sirius Black?" cried Michel Johnson. "Please don't tell me you're dead."

"I think he's still alive, yet unconscious," said his partner Priscilla Sabor. "But Peter Pettigrew is dead. He took a curse to his heart."

"He and 12 other people," said Alastor Moody, who came with his 10-year-old son Richard. "They're all dead. Sirius is not." After examining their wands, Moody said, "It appears that Sirius was about to cast either a stupefy or prefectus totalus on Pettigrew when this happened. But who could have done that? Certainly not Pettigrew. He never even drew out his wand."

"Not unless it was another wizard or a witch nearby," said Steele Mobley. "Maybe they were the ones who did this."

"It was Jill McGuire," Priscilla said at last. "I found her wand nearby. She killed Pettigrew and those 12 muggles and she tried to kill Sirius as well."

"Hmmm, so we find and arrest this Jill McGuire for killing 13 people with a single curse and attemped murder of Sirius," said a police officer.

"Of course," said Michel. "And she is to be considered armed and dangerous." Within a few minutes, Aurors had Jill cornered in a local store. She wasn't alone; three very small babies were with her. "We're arresting you for attempted murder of an Auror and the murders of Peter Pettigrew, Randall Duke, Annabel Kincaid, June Preston, Conroy Walton, Hubert Hamer, Leona Tate, Mary Mahoney, John Clement, Jennifer Du Bois Trichenberg, Saul Cavanaugh, Duncan McGuire, Maria Luvannokitch McGuire, and Anastasia Luvannokitch," said an auror.

Jill laughed in his face. "You think you can stop me?" she yelled. "You'll never catch me!" And with that, she disappeared.

Priscilla, Michel, and Steele could only stare as the events of the afternoon progressed. The children were fast asleep in their beds. "What are their names?" asked Alan Parajah.

"Princeton, Olivia, and Emilia Pettigrew," Michel frowned as Baderich Johassen showed up.

"Poor little things," Baderich said. "Their mother is on the run and their father is dead. Such a pity."

"I feel sorry for Patricia," said Priscilla. "First it was that nasty business of her husband's death when that Sean Michael Rowes disappeared 2 years before, and now her only son is dead. Such a sad thing for such a proud woman."

Irene Romanov was rushing through the halls of St. Gladstone Hospital. She was wearing a fluffy pink robe. But she wasn't alone, for her 15-month-old daughter, Jacquelyn, was with her. She too was wearing a fluffy pink robe which matched her mother's. When she found out that Sirius was hurt, Irene jumped out the shower and rushed out of her home on Fleet Street with her baby daughter in tow.

But Sirius had more than one woman rushing to his side. His mother, Wlaburga, also showed up. Cassandra Mobley was there, too. She called herself Sirius's "fiancée", but neither Irene or Walburga believed that Sirius even liked Cassandra. In fact, a doctor had to pull the younger women apart when Walburga showed up.

"How dare you call yourself Sirius's fiancée when you clearly don't care about my son at all," Walburga snapped as she glanced at Cassandra.

"And who are you to say that you're his mother?" Cassandra snapped back. "You clearly don't care about him at all."

"Liar!" Irene slapped the hated woman across her face. "You tricked him into marrying you!"

"That's enough, Irene," Walburga snapped. "You have your baby daughter to worry about. And as for you," she was addressing Cassandra now, "you have destroyed Sirius's family and took Regulus away from me and Sean. I also have my reasons to think that you may have killed Sean as well. So back away from my son and granddaughters."

Cassandra scoffed as several orderlies arrived to escort her from the hospital. "You two are going to be sorry for this! And don't think that you can stop me from getting to him!" And to Irene, she said, "You and your bastard daughter are going to die for that remark."

After Cassandra left, Sirius woke up. "Did I miss anything?" he asked.

"Not much, except that Peter Pettigrew is dead and your mother chased off your bitch of a fiancée, oh, make that ex-fiancée," Irene said. "She won't be coming back to darken our lives."

"You WHAT??" Sirius glared at his mother.

"Now, Sirius, let's be reasonable here," said Walburga. "You know that woman killed your brother and that Sean Rowes, why would you marry someone like her? And besides, I don't see why I can't help you raise the girls. Julia, Joanna, and Jamie Lynn would be better off with their father and grandmother instead of a stepmother; and dear cousin Irene is such a big help despite that little daughter she just happened to have without being married..."

"Walburga, don't drag Jacquelyn into this!" Irene snapped . "You know my daughter is a gift from God."

"I see," Walburga sighed. "Young people these days, all they do is rush, rush, rush! They never seem to slow down and just enjoy life."

"And I was doing that just fine when I married the girls' mother," Sirius said.

"That was before that bitch came along and killed her right after they were born," Irene snapped. "And Jacobine would be furious to discover that you were about to marry the woman who killed her."

"Enough snapping, Irene," Sirius said with a stern glare. "We just need to figure what I will do next now that Cassandra is out of my life."

"Like get your godson away from those Muggles that the old fool placed him with," said Walburga angrily.

"WHAT??" Sirius yelled. "HE PLACED HARRY WITH THOSE MAGIC-HATING MUGGLES?? I WILL HAVE NONE OF THIS SHIT!" He jumped out of bed, anger now replacing pain and injury. He turned to face his mother and cousins. "Let's go free him before something happens," he said at last.
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So now that the story is set, this is only part 1 of a 3-part prologue (well, I would have written it all at once, but it'd take up too much time and too much of the page).

In part 2, a tragedy will occur and little Harry's destiny is changed forever.