บท 1: Awakening - The Prologue
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All the character except for OC are owned by J.K Rowling, bla-bla-bla other typical stuff...
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People were walking through the streets without looking around, the whole world seemed immeasurably depressing.
It was raining, as it is always in London not like it's something new. A 19 years old boy stood on the side of the pavement looking at the report card in his hand. People around him didn't even glance at the disheveled boy, not like it meant anything to him.
His whole live has been very bland, since his birth he had a rare sickness that supressed his emotions, a rare variant of BPD that was more severe the older he was.
At the beginning he just didn't like socializing, but when he was 9 years old he stopped feeling almost everything, except for a few rare moments.
He found out from his research, that there is a chance to find something in his life that may cause his emotions to reappear, but until now there was still no such a thing in sight.
Even though was very intelligent, surpassing a lot of geniuses like Einstein or Tesla, but what is life without emotions?
He glanced down at the paper in his hand wet from the rain, barely protected by his lowered head.
Advanced Stage 4 Brain cancer - it read.
"It seems like I don't have too much time to live" said Shane without emotions in his voice. He took out his phone while shielding it from the rain, and wrote a short message 'thank you for your care', while transferring all his money except for last twenty dolars.
He walked into a bar ordering a hamburger with fries, while he waited he looked at the people passing outside of the window.
While his order was brought to him by a fat middle-aged woman, he started listening to music that started playing a dozen of seconds ago.
I drive off when the sun comes up:
I get back when it's gone down.
There's so much I wanna do with you,
But I can't be around.Whoa,
time has been just like a thief,
It's stolen too much from us,
So once it's gone we can't make it up.
So tonight, let's get back in touch.
When he was close to finishing his meal, there was a slight glint in his eyes. He felt something he didn't feel for a long time, was it sadness or...
Suddenly his view started to slide down to the side, as he fell to the floor.
'Ah, so it's the end' he thought while peacefuly closing his eyes. The last thing he heard was the middle-aged waitress shouting something about the ambulance, while he sunk into the darkness feeling peace, and warmth.
---3rd June 1980---
"Look, he's out." Said a female voice brimming with excitement.
"I didn't expect that it would actually work" said a deep male voice. "So, what should we do with him now? Should we keep him, or what?" He asked with uncertainity after a moment of silence.
"You know we can't do that Florian" said the female voice "He's the last descendant of Ravenclaw family"
"So? What else can we do Adorabella?" said the man called Florian. "We can't just hand him over, isn't that right?"
"We can send him to Olivander" said the woman named Adorabella with sudden realisation in her voice. "But first we should wait and see whether the boy can survive" she changed the tone of her voice to one brimming with uncertainity and sadness.
"That's true" said Florian "Alright, we should let him sleep for now"
A few seconds later, after hearing the sound of doors closing Shane tried to open his eyes. After struggling for a few seconds with his heavy eyelids he managed to open his eyes.
'Am I in a different world now' he asked himself 'I heard of Ranvenclaw before' thought Shane, while remembering the Harry Potter book he read in his previous life, when he was looking for something to repair his feelings and emotions.
'From what I remember the Ravenclaw family's lineage ended after Rowena's death, when her daughter Helena stole the Ravenclaw diadem, making her die from grief and sadness. How is it possible? Did I get reborn before the Rowena's time or is this world different from the books that I remember?' he thought. 'Well, anyway maybe I can find a way to cure myself in this magical world.' He thought while also planning his future actions.
'Well, that will be left for future' he pushed his plans away, while trying to get up. 'It seems that it will be harder than I expected' thought Shane after failing to turn to the other side a few times.
After finally managing to turn onto his stomach, he saw a dimly lit room, covered in luxurious green and silver decorations. When he scrutinized the room something caught his eye. It was a huge painting, of which he could only see the bottom because of being unable to raise his head.
Below the portrait's frame there was a golden plate which read:
Greengrass family-1975.
'So, those people talking earlier are probably from Greengrass family, right? Well it's not a bad thing to be reborn here' he said to himself while trying to get up from the silver crib in which he was placed.
After numerous failed attempts he decided, that it would be better to wait for the people who left him to come back.
"A-a-a-a, U-u-u-u" he tried talking, but his undeveloped throat didn't allow him to do anymore than that.
"I'w rewincawnatew" he managed to mumble, after a few hours of trying. After that he fell asleep while thinking how tiring it is to be a child.
---Next Day---
"What should we name him?" sounded Florian's voice, waking Shane up.
"Wasn't anything written on the stone?" asked Adorabella.
"There was a weird message about him living his own life not one chosen by others, but how can we let a child name himself? Even if he is prophesied to be a genius" said Florian. "Oh, look he woke up" said, stopping the discussion about the name, seeing that Shane opened his saphire blue eyes.
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The emotionless eyes looked without any reaction to Adorabella's teasing with a rattle, making her look rather flustered. After a few seconds she said "You know what Florian, maybe it's better to leave the child alone for now and let the elfs feed him, or send him to Ollivander early."
Florian scrutinized the boy for a few seconds, afterwards letting out a sigh "Yes, he might be in danger now, when you can practicaly meet death eaters at every corner"
After that Florian called an elf that stood respectfuly on the side, and said "Don't worry, we can always visit the boy in the future, and make sure he can live his life well without disturbing him" after that he took out a letter adressed Garrick Ollivander, Diagon Alley, Ollivanders, Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. and placed it on the blanket covering Shane.
"Are you sure that Ollivander will take good care of him?" asked Adorabella with worry in her voice.
"Ollivander promised my father a favour a long time ago, and now it's time for repayment" responded her husband, while hugging her reassuredly. "Maybe the boy could be friends with our daughter, if not for the war" sighed Florian.
Those were the last words that Shane heard before the elf disapparated with a loud pop, while holding the crib .
---Ollivanders, Diagon Alley---
An old man was sitting fixing a wand muttering to himself "Such a damage, such a damage. Pity he didn't die after treating his wand like this. They said it was dark wizard's attack, but most of this is caused by lack of care, and the attack was just the straw that broke the camel's back."
His face distorted even more, when he saw the broken handle, that was most probably caused by the wand's owner using it as a hammer, or some kind of crutch.
"It's a pity he didn't die" mutered the old man once again while angrily polishing the part back to the usable state.
Suddenly a loud pop rang out startling the old man, so that he almost dropped the wand in his hand.
"Whose house elf are you?" he said in anger, but didn't get any answer, as the elf disappareted again leaving only a silver crib with a child covered in green blanket inside.
"Who can that be, that sent me a child and a letter?" said Ollivander intrigued as he looked at the crib. He carefully reached for the letter while looking at the boy who looked back at him with his deep blue eyes.
He opened the letter after casting some scanning and defence spells to make sure it's safe. Then he read the letter with increasingly shocked face.
Dear Ollivander,
As you may, or may not remember long time ago you owed my father a favour. He told me about it and I attached the proof of him passing the favour to me that he gave, so that I can ask you for help in times of need.
Not long ago I, together with my wife found a secret left by Rowena herself. After a lot of time we translated the secret on the stone that she left, and were shocked by the revelations. You probably know that she had a child named Helena, but we found out she also had a second child, a boy that was locked in a stone sphere with some special, even in ancient times methods, so that he can pass on the bloodline of Ravenclaw.
It seems like Rowena was worried about her daughter betraying her, and that's why she left this child frozen for centuries. Now I ask you to take care of this child so that he can grow up in peace and wealth. He was already three weeks old when he awakened from the stone, so you can think of him as if he was born in 13th of May in year 1980.
His name is not yet set, beacause Rowena wrote that he can be whatever he wants without others restricting him. Please take good care of him and aid him in his growth and adventures (of course only in non-dangerous endeavours).
Forever your friend,
Florian Greengrass.
P.S. The boy is prophesied to inherit the intellect of his mother so I don't think you should treat him as a normal child, and I also put the key to the Ravenclaw vault found near his hiding place.
After reading the letter Ollivander collapsed on the chair with exhaustion. After a few seconds he looked at the boy who looked at him with his deep, emotionless eyes and asked without expecting a response "So, what is your name?"
"Shiane" responded the boy, in a way so clear, that even he himself did not expect.
Old man's eyes widened in response, and he quickly straightened his back stopping his lazy behaviour, trying to not teach the boy bad habits that he gained through years of being alone in his shop, fixing wands and cursing at people that mistreated their wands.
"You need to stay here for a minute Shine, until I finish repairing this wand" said Ollivander grumpily, while turning around and returning to his chair.
Muttering something he started quickly moving his hands. Shane looked around, and was shocked by the impressive looking shelves full of wands.
'I didn't expect to be sent to Ollivander second day after being reborn. Still, I heard that Ollivanders are an old family that invested in a lot of different businesses, so it's probably not a bad outcome' thought the boy while waiting for Ollivander to finish his job.
After a few minutes the man stood up while holding his back and said "Okay boy, now we will go and meet my wife, I have my fair share of explaining to do."
Ollivander covered his face in sudden realisation wanting to shout after thinking of his wife, that will probably attack him with cruciatus, if he isn't fast enough with his explanation.
After that he looked at the boy who looked as if he understood him, 'which he probably did' thought the old man holding the crib and walking towards the fireplace with heavy steps.
He took some of the floo powder from the box placed on the shelf by the side of the fireplace, and threw it into the fireplace. After that he shouted "Ollivander family house!", and dissapeared into the burst of the flames with an expression that showed determination to fight an already lost battle.
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