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Drarry Dust

By VoidRomeo

Fantasy / Romance

Prologue

Prologue

If you asked any muggle where England ends they would probably say, by the sea in the west, the sea in the north, the sea in the south and the wall in the east.

If you asked any muggle what was beyond the wall, they’d shrug and tell you to mind your own business.

If you asked any muggle what Diagon Alley was, they’d look at you like you’re mad, say there’s no such place. The only place by the wall is Godrick’s Hollow, the old, boring town.

But you’re not a muggle, are you?

***

“Oh come on, Dumbly, let me through,” James potter whined, moonlight reflecting off his circular glasses, “It’s just a fricking wall, for Merlin’s sake, there’s nothing there!”

“If there’s nothing there than why are you so desperate to get through, huh?” an old man answered, glancing up at the young boy. He sat in a rickety old chair, his white beard tumbling down to his knees. Albus Dumbledore, known as a crazy old man in Godrick’s Hollow. He never left his post by the wall that rose in the east of Godrick’s Hollow, even if it snowed or hailed or rained. He said it was his job to prevent anyone from getting past it.

“I need to get away from mother,” James groaned, “she wants to marry me off again. Come on Dumbledore. Please, please, please let me through. I just wanna see what’s there, I’ll only take a minute!” James gave the old man his best puppy dog eyes.

“No can do,” Dumbledore clucked his tounge in annoyance, “that’s the rules, sorry Potter, you’re not an exception.” He stated. James huffed angrily and thought for a second. Suddenly his expression dropped with defeat,

“I guess that’s your last word then?” He asked sadly. Dumbledore sighed,

“Unfortunately. Just go home, Potter. Or look for a different place to hide,” Albus grumbled, getting more comfortable in his chair and closing his eyes.

“Well that does sound final,” James sighed dramatically and turned on his heel, walking a few steps away from the wall, “Well, you take care Dumbly,” he added, Dumbledore just grumbled something under his breath. James stuck his hands in his pockets and began to shuffle away. When he was a few steps away he suddenly turned back to face the guard, a mischievous smirk in place. Without a warning he sprinted for the wall. Dumbledore shot up from his chair, but he was too late. With a triumphant whoop James jumped over some crumbling bricks and ran towards the woods on the other side of the wall,

“COME BACK HERE YOU INSOLENT CHILD!” Dumbledore screeched after him, but James has already disappeared in the forest, “Youngsters these days,” the old man complained loudly, falling back onto his chair and sending a glare towards the dark line of trees like it was their fault that James got through. Now, this may seem like it happens a lot, after all an old man can’t keep everyone away from the big, wide unknown . However in reality this was one of the rare times that someone had managed to successfully get over the wall. And this success, no matter how small, set off a chain of events that changed the lives of many people forever.

Now, James Potter wasn’t aware of this. If he was then maybe he would have thought twice before he did what he did. But things were as they were and James was blissfully unaware of what would happen soon. So he confidently strolled through the trees, whistling a happy tune, proud that he had got past the guard. No one has ever dared to come here before, it was forbidden by the Council. But James was as daring as they came and didn’t care about consequences. So that’s how he found himself in an unfamiliar forest, his coat was thin and the freezing wind cut into him like knives but he didn’t seem to mind. He walked on for a long time, as the night grew darker and darker. He stumbled, not seeing much and was about to turn around and go back home when he saw a light shining amongst the branches of a tree. As he neared it he heard music and chatter. James emerged from the forest and what he saw reminded him of the many festivals he’s been at back home, except much brighter and louder and merrier. And much, much more bizarre.

See, James didn’t know that he has actually entered a completely new world. The wall was built to separate England from a magic world called Grimmauld, or Grim for short. James now found himself in Diagon Alley, the most popular market in Grim. There were people milling around, no, not just people, creatures. Apart from your average, if slightly weirdly dressed humans, he could see half man half horse things, towering over everyone else. There were men skipping around, their legs hairier than normal and ending in cloven hooves. Small, willowy girls and boys with blue and green skin and hair, running around in clouds of glitter and colourful smoke. Tiny, green creatures, dressed in rags, carrying shopping bags and looking downright miserable. James could even see a dragon far back, green and scaly, glaring at everyone, thing tendrils of smoke escaping his flaring nostrils. This was all a lot to take in, but James wasn’t the one to be baffled by something new, and he certainly wasn’t going to turn around and go home anytime soon, not before he explored some more.

“Lost?” A soft, female voice asked. James whirled around and saw a girl standing not far from him, guarding a small table with weird contents. There were jars of slime and eyeballs and other gross things, a fiery bird sat on a golden perch, there was a stone and long, wooden sticks – wands. But James was too concentrated on the girl too see any of these things. He was mesmerised by her beauty, her charming smile, her fiery red curls and bright green eyes. She grinned at him when he didn’t react to her question, “see anything you like?” she asked, hands on hips. James snapped out of his daze and closed his mouth that had been hanging open.

“I um…yeah,” he said, his voice wavering. He cleared his throat and smiled his award winning smile. Someone was going to get laid tonight, “This looks nice,” he picked up the rock. It looked normal, grey, but weighed almost nothing, “How much is it?”

“It could be the colour of your hair. Or all of your memories before you were three,” the girl said, smile still in place, “anyway, don’t take that,” she plucked the rock from his hands, “it’s a bad thing to mess with. Take this instead,” she showed him a piece of silk cloth. It was a dark, midnight colour.

“A cloak?” He asked, “Gee, thanks, that’s the most interesting thing on this market,” he added sarcastically. The girl rolled her eyes,

“It’s an invisibility cloak. It’s hard to get,” she stated like it was obvious.

“Well how much does it cost, then?” James asked, confidently. He didn’t have any money on him but maybe he could offer something else.

“This one,” something mischievous glinted in the girls green eyes, “costs a kiss.” James smirked. He was back in his comfort zone. The girl tapped her cheek and James leaned in, prepared to kiss the soft skin, but at the last second she turned her head and their lips met. James was startled for a second, before returning the kiss. It was warm and soft and entirely unlike any kiss James has ever had. And it was over way too quickly.

“Lily,” the girl whispered, her breath ghosting over his lips.

“Huh?” James asked, still mind blown from the kiss.

“My name,” the girl giggled, “is Lily.”

“James,” he whispered back. He cleared his throat and leaned away quickly.

“Perhaps we should continue this inside,” Lily said, pointing at a bright yellow caravan behind her. James couldn’t keep his heart from beating faster than usual, but he tried to play it cool. Lily walked to the open door, waving at him to follow her. James stumbled forward, trailing after her and almost tripping over a thin, silver chain. His eyes followed it and saw that it was attached to Lily’s thin ankle. Lily saw his gaze and her smile dropped,

“I’m a princess,” she stated, “Will you free me?” James stared at her in awe before hurriedly scrambling for his flick blade. He held the light chain in his hand for a second before cutting it. It didn’t make a difference – the chain grew right back like a living thing. It kind of freaked James off and he quickly dropped the thing. Lily sighed, and stepped into the caravan. James hesitated,

“You coming or not?” the girl asked, her smirk back in place. James grinned and all but ran in after her, slamming the door shut behind him.

Late that night he returned to Godrick’s Hollow, awestruck and set on forgetting his little adventure. However nine months later there was a knock on the door and when James opened it he saw old Dumbledore there, holding a large basket.

“This was left for you at the wall. Had a little accident on the way, I see,” the man said, passing the basket to James gently. James looked down at it and was startled to see a little baby staring up at him. A boy with messy black hair just like his and Lily’s bright green eyes. There was a thin, red scar in the shape of a lightning bolt on his pale forehead.

“My son.” James whispered in awe, before closing the door.


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